Victor Creed X Men Novels & Stories

“Yes, you will. In due time. You can wait two more weeks, can’t you?” He grumbled. But that was a confirmation. I headed out of my office. Down in the lobby, a commotion was brewing. Standing at a safe enough distance, I watched the events in front of me unfold. “You’re kidding,” Speak of the fucking devil. There was Xavier Creighton, flanked by a couple of men in dark suits and darker shades. To the human eye, one would think they were his bodyguards. But I knew better. Those were his warriors. Why the fuck is he here? And with warriors nonetheless?

Standing right behind him was Victor Sterling. Victor was a deeply feared man in the Blackcrest pack. Operating just outside the official high council, he ran a massive, underground lending empire. He wore a sharp maroon suit, his dark eyes looking completely dead and calculating. "Victor," Preston greeted, offering a polite nod. "I didn't expect to see you at the charity gala." "I try to mingle with the commoners occasionally," Victor smirked, stepping closer. He didn't bother offering a handshake. "Excuse us, gentlemen. Preston and I have some private financial matters to discuss."

Victor demanded, his voice cracking with restraint. Xandros shrugged, his smile twisting. "Only I know," Xandros said, his eyes glinting with defiance. "And I'll never tell." Victor's grip closed around Xandros's neck, his fingers tightening. "You'll talk," Victor vowed, his voice dripping with venom. Xandros's eyes gleamed with defiance. "Never," Xandros spat, his face reddening. Victor's team secured Xandros, but Victor's focus remained fixed on finding Ivy.

I had never believed in the moon goddess, but I think now, I do. “You bastard!” Yelled in rage by the member, “You promised to stay out of our sight once you get the goods!” Creed shrugged, “Ah, I forgot to mention, I never take my words seriously.” The male instantly lunged forward, and I didn’t know if it was his way of showing he was not scared but he did not match Creed’s strength as one attack and he was on the ground. “That was easy.” He commented, “Ravena, go and get their goods.”

Her body hits the floor with a thud, I step over her body intending on going to Creed but what I see makes me stop. Creed's claws are out and his wings have started to sprout out of his back like an angel of death. He has Gareth by the throat holding him up in the air, his eyes are black, veins bulging out of his neck. He’s so angry it looks like Hunter might explode out of him. His clothes are already ripped to shreds leaving him almost bare, he looks ethereal like this, so dangerous, but sexy. Gareth says something to him before Creed snaps, claws sink into his neck, black blood starts to pour from his wounds, Gareth starts to laugh manically before his lifeless body thuds to the ground.

A man is standing in the doorway looking at Alpha Kai; he’s dressed in all black with dark blondish hair and tattoos all down his arms. “Kai, can we talk?” he says with his eyes solely on Alpha Kai and not even acknowledging me. When Alpha Kai nods, the man walks out and when I turn to look at Creed, he’s wearing a confused expression. “What’s up with Viktor?” Creed asks, turning to his father who shrugs in response. “I don’t know, but I better go see what’s wrong,” he says, before nodding to me and Creed with a smile. “You two enjoy your evening.”

Then from the direction of the forest, Theodore, his father and Marchel joined Xander pack to help him. Alpha Victor recognized the face of Marchel "traitors" he hissed. He had driven the gamma from his territory. What does Gamma do here now? "We will be a duel one on one and let's see who will win" Xander challenged him. Victor paused for a moment, it did not mean he was afraid but only a few days ago he was injured when the unknown brown wolf attacked him. He watched the crowd to recall who had been impudent at that time. In Violet's room, she woke up

A second before he reached the door, Victor stopped and turned. He looked down and then started to turn away again. “I have to go,” he said. “Dr. Creed will be here soon anyway. I’ll see you tomorrow.” And he was gone. I didn’t understand. Had I made him angry? And what were the strange sensations he made me feel? There was one thing I did know. I didn’t like him. Victor is a rich, arrogant Alpha. How could I when he was everything I hated in today’s werewolf society?

“I’ll bring Victor down myself.” Creigh’s expression remained unreadable. Then he laughed softly under his breath. “No.” The answer came instantly. Adrian narrowed his eyes dangerously. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” Creigh replied calmly. “You’re emotional, reckless, angry, and currently one bad decision away from destroying this entire operation before it even begins.” Adrian stepped closer again. “I don’t need your help.” “And I don’t need yours either,” Creigh answered immediately. “But unfortunately we’re dealing with Victor Bennett, not some street criminal you can shoot and bury quietly.”

Maybe they can break through our boundaries. "Why are you not sleeping? I can hear that you are tossing and turning. I don't want you to worry about Xavier, the originals, or anyone else. We will take it as it comes. We are not defenseless against them, babe. I will never let anybody hurt you. I don't want you to become like your mother and start running away from me because you're afraid I would get hurt. I will never let you go, and I will never let anybody come close to us. I promise not to let anything happen to you or our pack. It would be best if you did not feel that it was all your fault that these things were happening. It is not your mistake. It has nothing to do with you. You can