Victor Creed X Reader Mga Nobela at Kwento

He promised me that he would consider me for the role if I completed my training, but what did I expect from a beast who has murdered three of his wives? I clench my jaw, then look at the two men in front of me; both imposing and tall with the air of Russian royalty about them. Kai Volkov was everything the rumours said and more; tall, built like a panzer tank, and no emotion evident in his blue eyes. The intimidation in his scent is enough to keep me submissive because, truth be told, he scared the Hell out of me. The other one, Viktor, not so much. He seems more like the bookish type, not a warrior, but I wouldn’t fuck with him either way. The Blood Crest pack didn’t have a terrible reputa

Now he had brought it out into the open and it was real and beautiful and perfect in its own way yes, but Creed was all man and some of that reality was bigger than I could've imagined. I worried constantly now about the oddest things. Things like did he love me as much as I loved him? Would he leave me now that he'd got what he wanted? I knew nothing about relationships and what I was supposed to do, and quite frankly I felt out of my depth. Add the fact that Creed is so bigger than life and everything that is beyond perfect in my eyes, and I just knew I wouldn't be able to hold onto him forever. That thought more than any scares me to my soul.

A sudden, suffocating wave of dominant Alpha pressure slammed down onto the courtyard, so heavy and dark that the air inside my lungs instantly turned to ice. Before Drake’s fist could make contact with my skin, a massive, unyielding hand clamped around his wrist, stopping his momentum instantly. Creed stood between us, his sleeveless tactical shirt tight against his broad, tense shoulders. The sheer, terrifying weight of his aura radiated off him in violent, invisible waves. Creed didn't look at me. His piercing golden eyes were locked entirely onto Drake. With a slow, effortless twist of his wrist, Creed forced Drake down to his knees, the Delta’s bones popping under the immense, crushing

She looked at me with kind eyes. “Beatrice Madden. Do you hereby swear, to your best knowledge, that you are Alexanders Hudson's mate?” The woman asked me. A breath left me. “Yes, I am the mate of Alexander Hudson.” I responded and pain sliced through me. The scar on my neck started burning but I couldn't speak or move. I focused on my breathing. Dark spots lined my vision. “Alexander Hudson. You have been lucky enough to have found your mate. Do you hereby swear, to you best knowledge, that Beatrice Madden is your blood mate?” She asked him and he proudly took a step forward, intertwining his fingers with mine. “Beatrice Madden is my one and only.” He responded and I frowned. He didn't even

Alpha Storm and his Beta had assured that Victor still had time to learn but he simply replied that the more he mastered something, the better. His hobbies in reading and studying were inherited from his mother, Luna Cressida. Unlike Xander who had no interest in such a thing. When Alpha Storm sends Victor to solve the problem of a rogue messing up on the western frontier, Victor leaves with his three closest friends, whom he has teamed up with, werewolves his age named Lucas, Lucian, and Gavriel. Victor also has a new friend after he finds a red-haired girl who is lost in the forest. From then on, the witch girl became his close friend. Named Cecilly who comes from the Yvonne family.

“How does it feel knowing the first two fantasies I read about you are now dripping out of your greedy cunt?” My breath hitched. Fresh heat flooded my cheeks—and straight to my core. I pushed myself up on shaky elbows, the memory of his thick cock grinding deep inside me while I could barely move still burning hot in my mind. “You really read every single one,” I whispered. “Every depraved word.” Victor’s lips curved into a slow, dangerously sexy smile. He reached down and lazily stroked his cock, spreading our mixed juices along the veined length. “Including the darkest one. The non-con fantasy where I chase you… catch you… and force my cock into my own daughter-in-law while she begs her fa

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.

“Who’s calling?” Jace hesitated before answering, “Crane.” River’s entire posture stiffened. “Why would he....” Jace lifted a hand, signaling for silence, and swiped to answer. “What do you want, Crane?” Victor’s voice came through smooth but strained. “Congratulations on your victory, Maddox. Seems you’ve got yourself quite the loyal team.” Jace’s jaw tightened. “Cut the act. Why are you calling me?” Victor chuckled darkly. “I’m calling to tell you this isn’t over. Cole was just a pawn. You think I’d risk everything on one fool?”

“I didn’t care if he was the King of Hell. I said no. And that should’ve been enough.” “You can’t just walk out every time a man looks at you for too long. This is the Crimson Veil, sweetheart. Men look. They pay. You tease. That’s the business.” “It’s not a business when I feel like prey.” Vexa narrowed her eyes but said nothing as Nyra flipped her bag over her shoulder and stormed out of the club. Alpha Kael walked out of Room Nine moments later, blinking against the hallway light, still blotting the pepper sting from his eyes with a handkerchief.

He seemed to be discussing with my mom, but his gaze was all over me. The guilt pinged my heart harder as my palms grew sweaty so I hurriedly dismissed myself from his presence and ran into my room, trying to catch my breath. Five years old, I had framed Alpha Kelvin for a crime Dairus had committed because I was both a fool in love and Jealous of Kelvin, being the only man to ever beat me in the Alpha challenge that took place many years ago.