Victor Blake Novels & Stories

Victim of His Obsession By: bleed4more Prologue I really don’t think that I will be in this situation. I wasn’t prepared for this, I knew to myself that I’m not that good to be admire this much. I never wanted to be like this, to become a fool by myself. My name is Xencia Enclovia Morcos, I am being rejected by anyone. Trying to fit in, but it doesn’t suit me. Insecure, judge by the others, low level woman and a no one. That’s how I see myself.

"Move. She's mine." Alex sneered. "She's not your anything and I'd sooner die than let you lock her up like she's some rabid animal." Damien lashed out but Alex was ready. He blocked Damien's blow with a hook and threw a punch at Damien's belly. Having seen Alex 's move many times during training, Damien blocked it in time before Alex 's claws could carve out his intestines. "Please stop it," he heard Ariel say but she sounded far away. So far and even her voice couldn't bring him out of the haze of bloodlust he had entered.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

Blake stepped inside and followed him toward the study, carrying no briefcase or folder, which told Nadia this wasn't another business matter he could hide behind. Caiden closed the door once they were inside. “You said there was something about Halloway that we needed to know,” he said. “Tell us.” Blake glanced at Nadia before taking the chair opposite them. “I met Victor about eight years ago,” he began. “He approached me because he was looking for investors for a company he was trying to build around water purification technology.” Caiden's expression tightened. “Eight years ago?” “Yes. He knew my background and thought I might be interested in partnering with him.”

"Come on, Rebecca, give it a shot if you really want to. But as a mixed-blood of a Dark Witch and a werewolf, you probably can't handle what I've got in my serum. Heck, you might even get yourself poisoned if you try sucking my blood." Rebecca backed down at my bold challenge. "I'll pass. I don't want to end up in the hospital." Anyhow, Rebecca was still livid, her eyes glaring at me as she yanked my hand away and scolded, "What the h*ll, Lillian? You knew it was a trap, but you still decided to march your as* into that engagement ceremony. And now you're out here in the pouring rain, buying gifts for Chloe? Are you out of your mind? Where on earth is your self-respect?"

I replied. "The most real power comes from the brain, Bern. Those who rely solely on strength will always fall to those who use their minds." I had no argument for that. Truthfully, I didn't think of myself as particularly smart. The next match was between Zach and someone from another academy. Zach moved easily, even in full armor. He got on the horse effortlessly. "He's cute." "Isn't that Zachary Archer from Evercrest?" "He already has a Luna candidate. I heard her name is Violet."

The man only smirked. "How about the pack? She said she brought a battalion of vampires with her." "I have no idea. I was just a mere traveler that day and I happened to save you. I was also out of the picture, wasn't I?" Right. It was not his business anymore. It wasn't his fault that he didn't know or that he didn't do something. I was the one who brought chaos. Jaxon died because he wanted to protect me. "I can see it in your eyes that you are blaming yourself, but should you do that? You indeed have a fair share of fault for loving someone not meant for you, but you were not the one who killed your friend, Vienna did. You should loathe her instead of yourself."

"Who is she?" "That is none of your business," he glares before smiling once again. "I've got something for you and also, something to show you." I don't say anything and just stare at him. His silver orbs were no longer looking the same. They had a different intention, a different aura, they didn't have the Alex that I thought I knew. He brings out an orange flower and then shoves it in my hair. "So gorgeous," I shiver when his skin makes contact with mine. "Look at this, look what they did to me," he raises the newspaper to me. Who even reads- anyways- it reads, ALEXANDER McCANN; WANTED FOR MURDER.

" Victoria left the warehouse, feeling relieved that she had made some progress. She knew that she had put herself in danger by approaching Blake, but she was willing to do whatever it took to protect her pack and take down their enemies. Over the next few days, Victoria kept a close eye on Edna, waiting for the right moment to make her move. She finally saw her chance when Edna was out for a run in the woods. Victoria approached her cautiously, making sure that no one else was around. "Edna, I need to talk to you," she said. Edna looked at her warily. "What is it?" Victoria took a deep breath. "Blake knows what happened to your parents. He was the one who had them killed, and he made it loo

"I was not trying to kill your mother. I was trying to protect her." "From what?" "From herself. From the truth. From the people who want her dead." "What people?" Victor coughed. Blood on his lips. "Drake is not working alone," he said. "There is someone else. Someone higher. Someone who has been pulling the strings from the beginning." "Who?" "I do not know. I never knew. I just followed orders." "You followed orders? You? Victor Thorne?" "I am not the man you think I am, Mira. I am not the monster. I am not the villain. I am just a man who made terrible choices because he was afraid."