Victor X Yuri Novels & Stories

With James’ current ability, he could defeat everyone present. Even if he could not, he had Wynton. If he allied with Wynton, who on the platform could defeat them? Xuri noticed that James was looking at her, so she thought he was waiting for her to kill Yvan before making a decision. She glanced at Yvan. “Teacher.” Yvan asked, “What do you mean?” “I’m sorry.” After saying that, Xuri raised her palm. With her slender fingers, she hit Yvan’s head.

I had to get myself out. Ricardo’s POV Valerio barged into my office without knocking– a mistake he hadn't made in years. His face was pale and he seemed restless. “The city better be burning, or else.”I said, not looking up from the shipment ledger I was filling. “Its Vittoria.” My pen froze mid-stroke and I raised my head. Valerio’s hand shook as he showed me his phone. A photo glared on the screen. Vittoria, her hands and legs tied together, she was lying on what looked like hay, with hay clinging to her hair and her eyes closed.

"So what? We have better items. Why should we be scared of him?" Of course, I was scared. Every single item I carried came from Victor. If I used too many of them in front of him, there was no way he wouldn't recognize me. When the ragdoll clearly did not understand, I told it the truth. "There's a player down there called Victor." The ragdoll froze. "Victor? The number one player? The Godslayer everyone talks about?" When I nodded, all its confidence drained away, and its whole body started trembling.

I sat in my office for seven hours without living a muscle, just watching the video without taking my eyes off of it. Victor Viper was not joking when he promised Eliot Williamson that he was going to make him cry like a little boy, make him piss and soil his pants. Victor Viper tortured the man who had tried to take his city and legacy away from him, along with his only daughter.

He was older than Damien’s father, built like a tank gone to seed, gray beard, scars across his knuckles. “Well,” he drawled, “the little human learned some tricks.” I smiled, all teeth. “Not so human anymore.” Behind me, Kira shifted too, staying by the door. Rhys’s gaze flicked to the mating mark blazing on my neck and something ugly twisted his face. “Victor’s whore thinks she can—” I didn’t let him finish. I lunged, half-shifted—claws out, fangs dropped—and slashed the phone in half. Sparks flew. Lisa’s scream cut off.

For some reason, she really wanted to be pampered in Aleandro's arms. "Okay." Aleandro did not refuse, he was happy. It was rare for Yuriel to be sweet and spoiled. He covered Yuriel's entire body with his coat before standing with Yuriel in his arms. Yuriel wrapped her legs around Aleandro's sturdy waist. Making the guy look like he's holding a big girl. Aleandro didn't say anything and turned to leave the bathroom with Yuriel in his arms. Outside, he met Viktor. “Bo… boss….” Viktor stammered with wide eyes to see the big boss holding the big girl in his arms.

Victor tapped the steering wheel once, a patient rhythm. “You sure about this, kid?” Victor asked, voice low and smooth like aged bourbon. “Some things cannot be undone.” Ryan swallowed. His hands were steady, but his stomach twisted. “You’ve never asked me for anything I couldn’t give. Not really. You want her for a night. I’ll make it happen.” Victor turned his head, gray eyes sharp under thick brows. At forty-eight, he looked carved from something harder than most men. Broad shoulders filled his tailored shirt, and the faint scar along his jaw only added to the dangerous appeal women seemed to lose their minds over.

Victor had wanted to work with them, but now suddenly changed his mind. His hand was trembling when he held his phone. Zhao Yamei did not know what had happened, but she knew something was wrong when she saw Xu Changrong behaving like this. “Why? What happened?” “Victor is signing the contract with Ye Group.” Ye Group. Xu Yi had successfully signed the contract with Victor. This was not a small project. The thing that she was happiest about was that she had snatched it from the hands of Xu Changrong.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That question only deepened when a new alert lit up the grid. “Incoming encrypted message. From: Victor Lang. Priority: Black Level” I opened the file. A video flickered to life —Victor, seated in a high-rise room bathed in sunset light. Calm. Unbothered. Triumphant. “Hello, Elena,” he said. I didn’t move. Neither did Damien. Victor leaned forward. “You’ve been busy. Bleeding my accounts, ruining my alliances, even dancing with Nakamura. I expected nothing less.”

He didn't know where the lady went "Fine...get the car ready, "Victor remarked and waved him off. Jason nodded and bowed before he turned to walk away. Victor slammed his fist on the table feeling irritated. He saw her earlier but he wasn't done. He wanted to see her every second. He didn't understand where the unquenchable thirst of yearning for his Surrogate came from but he had no control over his burning desires and he longed to do despicable things to her. He was the only man allowed to touch her and no one else