Novel & Cerita Victor Creed X Reader

I feel Damien's hands as he runs them along my legs. I feel the moment Xavier extracts his fangs and licks the wound sealing it closed. When he pulls back I look into the red eyes of his vampire, Godric. The sight almost takes my breath away, his red eyes, his fangs still extended as my blood runs down the side of his face. I reach up and wipe it away then he grabs my hand and brings my finger to his mouth. He opens his mouth and wraps his lips around my finger as he sucks the blood off and my breath catches in my throat.

I growled, still struggling, fists in cramps. Now I was sweating. Maybe I just needed to put on a coat and hope to God no one noticed me. I breathed a defeated sigh, leaning against the sink, comparing my options. And that was when there was a knock at the door — and before I could answer, it creaked open. My eyes were bug-eyed. Standing right there in front of me was Creed. Standing like the cover of every dark romance book I'd covertly bookmarked, dressed all in black, tailored to perfection, crisp, clean, and flat-out deadly.

I don’t smell any bad intent or any bad energy. Instead, he’s like a wind. This vampire must not have sensed the danger he was in. “Are you aware of the situation you are in right now?” I asked him, motioning at Creed. I am sure that he must have still heard of Creed’s name no matter what species he came from. He’s the infamous Ravager after all. In an instant, the wind blew past me and he was completely out of Creed’s grasp. Before I could even blink, he was already in front of me.

His heart twisted painfully. “I’m not a coward,” Victor muttered to himself, slamming his fist against the steering wheel. “I’m not!” But even as he said it, doubt gnawed at him. Had he become what he hated? The man who loses control? The one who hurts the people he loves? He needed to drown it all out. A drink. Something to numb the noise in his head. Victor pulled into the parking lot of a club. Now this was when things got pretty nasty. "If you're not into raw, violent sex and explicit, graphic content, the next chapter isn't for you. Things get intense, dark, and downright nasty. Strictly rated 18+ – read at your own risk!"

It was unfair to her but regardless of anything, Victoria Greystone is one never to give up on what she wants. She stood still for a few moments, her hands clutching at each other tightly. All she could hear was her own heartbeat roaring loudly in her ears. "Vicky?" she turned and saw Creed leaning against the wall, staring at her with a glisten in his eyes. "You okay?" he asked and took a few steps towards her. He was shirtless with just his black Pants on, showing off the tattoo on his torso. His abs were on display with defined muscles and she couldn't stop herself from feeding her eyes, swallowing hard. She couldn't deny how handsome he looks when he is shirtless.

I whispered while I wiped off the last drop of my tears hoping not to see me as a weakling too. He looked totally different from what I expected. I was expecting a beast with an ugly look since he doesn't go out, at least that made it judgemental, but the man staring at me, his eyes brow creased up, disinterest evident in his intimidating demeanor. “You must be the Bride!” He said, his voice hoarse and fierce. “....And you must be the crippled Alpha!” A soft gasp escaped my mouth immediately, and those words escaped my mouth, but before I could process it all, he closed the eerie distance between us, his bloodshot rage eyes sending dagger across me.

Chapter Eleven Sabrina My head ached as I tried to get up. I tried moving my hands only to remember it was chained. It has been a week since I was kidnapped. I wonder how He's doing. My wolf has been falling into subconscious frequently now. More silver has been packed into my bloodstream but not enough to kill me. I value Alexia's company anything she's awake. I tried mind linking Ace numerous things but it didn't work. I still feel the pain he feels. What I want is to touch him. Maybe to laugh with him one more time. I just realised I didn't tell him everything I wanted to. I completely forget about the mark on my shoulders. My memories have been keeping me alive. I wish I could see him on

’ Star reminded me, giving me the strength I needed. A loud cry of pain escaped my throat when I felt the skin of my thigh ripped. Xander clawed at my leg to let some blood drip. My eyes were blurry from my cries, but I looked around us and memorized the faces of the seven men watching us. I will kill all of them. ---- AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you for reading 💖 Please trust the process. This is the lowest point of the book so we have no way but up from here. 💖