Victor X Yuri Novels & Stories

Victor caught it like it was nothing. "I already had the original suit and got it tailored," she said, nodding in satisfaction. "She had two suits, Anne!" Victor shouted, absolutely vibrating. "And now I've got the Power Sword!" He ripped the helmet off so I could see his giant, ridiculous smile. "What the hell are you guys even doing?" I asked flatly. "Poses!" Victor answered like it was obvious. "Join us or be vanquished!" Yesenia struck a dramatic, stupid pose next to him. "He's better than me at this. I should take lessons."

Ryan positioned himself to the side and played with my hanging breasts. They fucked me in this new combination for a long time. Victor pounded my pussy from behind while Alex used my throat. “Take it deeper,” Alex commanded as he held my head. “You suck like a hungry wife who has been starved for years.” Victor slapped my ass hard. “Her cunt is still so tight even after I filled it. She loves being our toy.”

Rain and something dark and underneath both of those things, blood. A hand shot past my ear. It closed around Syris's throat. Varek didn't slow down. He just walked forward and the hand went with him and Syris's feet left the floor and his back hit the marble pillar with a sound that cut right through the music. The whole room stopped. Every glass halfway to every mouth just... stopped. Varek held Syris against the pillar. His knuckles had gone white. His suit didn't hide anything about the violence happening underneath it.

He raised his fist and smashed it down onto the touchscreen, desperately trying to break the connection, but it wasn't working. “Say my name, Marissa," Victor’s voice growled. On the screen, he pulled her body back tightly against his chest, increasing the speed of his thrusts, forcing her to bear his full, heavy weight against the desk. "Say who owns this." Marissa’s head tossed wildly side to side, her fingers frantically scratching the mahogany wood for any grip as she rode the wave of pure pleasure. "Ah... hmmm… fuck!!! “Victor leaned closer to her lips, while thrusting her even more faster and harder.. “I said say my name baby”…

What angered him more was that she was emotionally and mentally weak. Even if she looks fierce on the outside, he can’t fulfill her task if she’s fragile on the inside. “Fuck!” he growled soon as he entered the mini bar inside the royal house. He badly needed to drink a strong one to stop himself from destroying anything. He poured his glass of Spirytus Vodka and sipped on it. He sat on the couch as he savored the strong taste the Vodka drink could bring. He closed his eyes and tried to avert his thoughts from that girl.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

Victor said to me, reaching out to grab my arm. I pulled away. The last person I wanted to touch my was my cheating ex who couldn’t get enough of that slutty cat-shifter. He had some nerve touching me and trying to act like we were together. What the hell was going through his mind? “What the fuck do you want, Victor?” I asked, glaring at him. “You need to stay away from that man,” he growled, his eyes flashing with anger. “What man?” I asked, trying to play dumb. He rolled his eyes. “Micah Volkov, which you know. Don’t play stupid, Robin. We both know you are not a stupid woman.”

Victor pulled out only long enough to flip her onto her back, legs shoved wide. Liana climbed up, straddling Elena reverse, facing Victor. She reached back, spread herself open so Victor could watch as she sank down onto Elena’s waiting tongue again. Victor groaned, lined up, and thrust into Liana in one brutal motion. The force rocked her forward, grinding her clit against Elena’s chin.

Unlike Isak, the man Victor was well built like a Lycan but his pointed ears and eyes of a mixture of blue and silver color told a completely different story. 'What was he?' Vladimir thought to himself. 'Possibly a Hybrid like Isak? But from which fractions?' “Maybe he is into cute and soft lads like you." Victor teased. "I'm not a lad!" Isak bit out, narrowing his eyes at his companion. "Sure you are not." When Isak gave him a warning look Victor raised his hands to show that he meant no harm. The shiny bracelet around Victor’s wrist with the two words ‘Cold Bitch’ dangling from it caught Vladimir's eyes.