Victor X Emily Novels & Stories

Then he spoke calmly. “I prefer the word relocating.” Ryan laughed quietly. “Yeah… that’s what criminals usually call it.” Victor ignored him. Instead, his gaze rested on Emily. “You must be Emily Carter.” Emily held his stare. “Yes.” Victor nodded slightly. “So you’re the one who took the empire from my children.” Emily didn’t look away. “I didn’t take it.” “I changed it.” Victor studied her for a few seconds. Then something unexpected happened. He smiled. Not the arrogant smile from before.

"Mom will be very happy just to see me. She always complains that you don’t visit her often." Victor’s tone grew even softer. "Your mother is like my own mother. I always miss her," he said warmly. My stomach twisted slightly as I watched their interaction. There was a familiarity between them that made me feel like an outsider. After that, Victor walked away, leaving Emma and me alone once again. The moment he was gone, Emma’s sweet smile vanished. She turned to me, her eyes cold and full of arrogance. "See?" she whispered, leaning in close. "Victor and I are a match made in heaven. What we have isn’t over yet."

His thumb brushed the blood running down her palm. "Stop fighting me. I'm not him." Emily froze, her chest heaving as she stared up into his eyes. The fight finally drained out of her, leaving her hollow. She lowered her head. "Victor's the father," she whispered between them. "And if you're sending us back..." She looked at him, her eyes glassy. "Do it in a coffin." Damien stared at her. His gaze flicked to the blood on her hand. At the fear in her eyes.

Vice said, drawing the attention of the man to her other side. The blonde man, Victor, broke off his conversation on a laugh, and turned, looking down at Emily, with his eyes still dancing, stealing what little breath remained in Emily’s lungs. Where Vice smouldered and sulked in darkness, Victor was glowing golden, square jawed, and big. So broad shouldered and body-builder big that he took up much of the couch on which he sat and made her feel like a mouse between the paws of a lion. “Hey,” he said, as if he had been waiting for her and was really happy that she had arrived next to him.

he added and brought out his hand for a handshake. ""Nice meeting you too," I hope we get along, Victoria replied and moved on to the next person, without taking his hand. "You are looking so gorgeous HR. "I'm sure God perfectly moulded a goddess like you on Monday, the first day of his creation," another Handsome young man in early thirties complimented which left Victoria blushing, but she didn't stop and walked past him. "I'm victor, We have similar names which makes us even and a perfect match, please let's rub hearts together," another man said which made victoria giggle.

No wonder Charlotte said that I dressed like her. I slapped Victor. I felt my hand go numb. “Victor, have you really loved me in the past nine years, or do you love to pretend that I’m Charlotte? Can you even see yourself clearly?” Victor grabbed my hand and used it to slap himself. “Hit me! Darling, as long as you’re willing to forgive me, you can hit me as much as you want… Ah!” A golf ball flew over and hit Victor’s face. Immediately, his face crumpled.

“Fuck,” I cursed in the hallway in front of Emily’s apartment. Another idiot is shouting to keep my mouth shut. “Fuck you!” I yell back and laughed at myself. What did I drink, or better yet, what a hell did Vicky give me to swallow? Emily’s door fly opened and I my god she looks beautiful in her short pyjamas, her perfect body screaming to be touched, and her soft poker lips, well I don’t think that’s poker lips, that’s more angry lips, but still looks like it wants to be kissed.

The man in a long coat now turned and looked at them. "Emma! Run!" screamed Mrs Smith. "There is no point of running. He is a vampire. He will find me again if I run. I do not have my sword with me. I must accept this now." said Emma. Just looking at Adrian, Emma realised that if a vampire couldn't defeat this vampire then she could not escape him. If she was killed now, the other vampires would leave the town and the residents would be able to live peacefully again. "NO!" Emma ignored the screams of her mother and got down on her knees, accepting defeat. Tears began to roll down her cheeks. She turned and looked at her mother, who was crying and begging her to run. She looked down and close

Hector already had a serious grudge against Bradley, so the man's smug tone instantly set him off again. He lifted his foot, ready to send Bradley sprawling across the floor, when Victoria stopped him. "What do you think you're doing, Hector? Get out of here. And take that idiot with you. You're all getting in the way of my work!" Even the other swimsuit models joined in. "Ew, Vicky, that's your husband? Talk about massive ingratitude. He can't even make enough money so you don't have to work, and now he's causing a scene just to protect his fragile ego. Pathetic. That's a red flag, sis."

demanded. "Why have you allowed me?" he returned, slipping a smirk to which she rolled her eyes. "I'm a fool, that's why" Then she lowered her head, annoyed with herself, for not knowing how to handle her emotions and refraining from giving in to that man who was just looking for that, seeing her fall and like on another occasion, he had also achieved it with her at that moment. . Victoria didn't want to do that girl again who gave in, but he had won again. In addition to the fact that every time there was a touch, a kiss or something else between them, her emotional stability plummeted and it became more complicated, leaving her much more entangled in her own feelings than before. That wasn