Victor Von Doom Powers Novels & Stories

Von asked at the end, tilting his head down as he stared at her. "No, I don't rely on this power," Astrid answered while tilting her face up, then she met Von's eyes. "Magnificent," Von responded. "Why?" She asked. "Without that power, you are already a monster on the battlefield. However, if combined with omega power, it would make you more monstrous, Astrid," Von explained. "Oh..." Astrid replied then gritted her teeth, "but I don't wanna rely on someone's power." "Playing independently?" Von argued.

The Vampire Lord raised his hand, gathering shadows for a spell. He was too slow. Victor moved faster than I could track. He didn't use magic. He used brute, Alpha strength. He grabbed the Lord’s outstretched arm and ripped it off at the shoulder. SQUELCH. The Lord shrieked—a high, piercing sound. Victor didn't stop. He kicked the Lord’s legs out from under him, sending him crashing to the frozen ground. Victor planted a heavy foot on the vampire's chest, pinning him.

"And once I absorb the princess's power, once I become the new king, I'll unite all kitsunes under my rule. We'll destroy the hunters. Enslave humanity. Take our rightful place as the dominant species." "You're insane," Yuna gasped. "I'm visionary." Victor began chanting in a language Yuna didn't recognize. The blade glowed with dark energy. The bracelet on Yuna's wrist pulsed, fighting against Victor's magic. But it wasn't enough. The blade began to sink into her chest, drawing blood, drawing power. Yuna screamed as her life force began draining away. She could feel it being pulled from her body, drawn into Victor through the blade. Her white fire dimmed. Her strength faded.

"Take care of me. And for that, I'd be expected to give up my power?" "I'm not talking about a 24/7 arrangement or anything. But it's a power exchange, yes," Scott nodded, "and you don't give up anything. Rather than losing your power, you gain mine. As a Dominant, it's my position to protect, to care for, and, when necessary, to correct my submissive." "Correct?" She laughed humorlessly. "Why on earth would I agree to be beaten?" "Not beaten. Corrected." He watched her for a moment. "You'd be surprised how sensual a spanking can be."

'The universe is held together by three forces of power that are the Oculus, the Reign and the Darkforce itself! Prometheus went on, all the while looking for a way to launch an attack. 'One of these forces, the Reign, is missing and happens to be the most powerful of all that once wielded, will bring together the other two into making the three Heralds of the Ultimate Speedverse...' "How exactly am I connected to all of this again?" Viper went on, buying herself time as the lightning energy from 2010 gradually build up inside of her.

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

“I don’t know what—“ He never got to say the rest of the words, as Lazaro broke into a murderous pummeling of his face, his own face masked in a dark, ugly I’d never, ever seen. It was kinda fascinating, I couldn’t lie. Thrilling. The sight of him pounding away at the man’s face, his blood splashing everywhere on his face. This was the kind of thing I hated on a normal day. The kind of thing that repulsed me. But it looked hot on Lazaro. The cloak of a devilish, villainous monster. I was fascinated. Eventually, the pummeling stopped, and as Lazaro‘s bloodied hands fell to his sides, the man’s body dropped to the floor.

I cry out, forcing myself to breathe through my mouth. “Why are you doing this to me? If Joseph finds out—” “That asshole father of yours doesn’t know what he wants,” he snarls. “But when he does… you’ll be half gone. But not before I bend your ass and make you cum for me.” He laughs, loud and cruel, the sound echoing in the dark space around me. I flinch, bile rising in my throat. I can’t see anything. It’s pitch black in here. But if he opens that door again, even for a second—

"And Elysium is not a house of shadows. It's time to turn all the lights on." Victor followed me, his heavy footsteps silent against the rug. He came to a halt directly behind my chair. He didn't try to stop me. He didn't try to shield me from the conflict. He simply placed his large, warm hands on my shoulders, his thumbs pressing deeply into the muscles at the base of my neck. It was the ultimate, profound expression of his Dominance—not restricting my movement, but providing the immovable, unbreakable foundation from which I could launch my own strike.

I asked, chewing on the bread slowly. "Hmm. I'm not sure about Wendall, he's still growing and learning about his lineage. But William has the strength of a gladiator and can sense danger. Darick has super speed and mind control, and Viktor can place people under mind control and has a photographic memory. Amber, I believe, has the power to purify all blood." I recalled the events that transpired last night and remembered Amber sucking some of my dried blood from my finger. 'So that's why Darick had her suck my blood,' I thought as I stared at the cut on my finger.