Victoria Vance Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

Evangeline answered, bending slightly and placing her hands on her knees. Victoria's eyes widened in surprise. "Bodyguards?! For what?" she asked, her gaze shifting back to Evangeline. Before Evangeline could answer, Nate interjected, running a hand through his messy, damp hair. "Rich kid problems." "Hi, Chris and hi Michael " Victoria extended her hand towards them each to them She pointed towards a medium, dark rock jutting out from the water. "Look, there's a rock there, right? Whoever reaches it first wins the race."

I wouldn’t hesitate to do it again. Victoria leaned back, sipping her wine. “Baby girl, those idiots you call ‘followers’ are nothing as compared to people like us. If you want to be Vance’s daughter-in-law… if you still want my brother…” she paused, letting the words sting, “…this is your moment. I am giving you a stage. The Vance princess is offering you a spark. All you have to do is burn like fucking hell. Do what you do best, sweetheart and let them fall for it”

Max and Dario joined us after a few minutes, but Jace was nowhere to be seen. “That’s weird, Hailey. Your bruise is gone. And quick,” June pointed out as everyone stared at my neck. “Maybe her Wolfie powers cured it faster.” Max teased, but Eve only stared. As if she knew I was hiding something. “Well, well, well, Doggie. Didn’t know I’d be seeing you again.” And here came the bitch queen, Victoria. “What do you want, Victoria?” I growled at her. I was already sleep-deprived and now this. Fucking give me a break.

"Victoria Mary Gard! Get your ass back here!" THE END

This must be the type of excitement he misses being Alpha. “Don’t push it, Zack,” I said calmly. “Why do you think Zira was the target?” Zack smiled at me. “Why don’t you ask her? As your father eloquently said, Thorne men have a way with women.” He turned to leave as Victoria appeared in the doorway with bags in her hands. “Oh, good you’re still here,” Victoria said. “Would it be possible to ride back to Blue Moon Pack with you? I would like to visit my aunt, please,” Victoria said with a bow.

"You thought that you could use Williams as a hostage to break my spirit. But you forgot that a shadow knows exactly how to move in the dark. Your vipers are out of holes." Victoria Vance slowly stood up from her chair, her fingers clutching her pearls so tightly the string snapped, the white orbs raining down across the mahogany table and bouncing onto the floor. Her aristocratic mask was gone, exposed on live international television as a monster who had tried to murder her own grandchild for a corporate chair. "Julian..." Victoria whispered, her voice cracking as she looked at the glowing board monitors. "You cannot do this. We are your blood. The family name—"

"Because your daughter Victoria has the master audit keys for your offshore holdings. She knows you used franchise funds illegally to purchase that Vancouver debt. And she is currently on her way to the Seattle compliance office to turn them over." ​Arthur’s face went pale. He pulled out his phone, his fingers typing a message rapidly. ​Before he could finish, the phone in my pocket buzzed. The caller ID displayed Victoria’s private number. I pressed the speaker button. ​A man’s voice answered, fast and cold. ​"Sasha," Marcus Vance said through the speaker. "You should tell your captain to stay off the water. Victoria was just admitted to the municipal hospital emergency wing. Her car went o

(Ethan's POV) "Bang—Bang—" The sickening sound of Victoria's forehead striking the concrete floor echoed through the air. Blood streamed down her face, blurring her vision as she continued to bash her head against the ground. Her wolf whimpered in agony with each impact, but she didn't stop. The desperation of a mother willing to do anything to save her child drove her beyond pain. "Victoria!" I rushed forward, crouching beside her trembling form. As I reached for her, she released her grip on her wheelchair. Her paralyzed legs couldn't support even a kneeling position, and she collapsed bonelessly into my arms.

the girl Victoria says kissing the head of grumpy Tiger. "Hi, I'm Katie," I say saying hello to Victoria. "Hi, I'm Viki," she says trying to shake my hand but Tiger jumps out of her hand and runs out of the room. "Kitty," Victoria says looking at him as he runs off. "It's okay, let the cat go, Katie meet my full-time brat, Viki," Dylan says introducing us. "Not a brat," she says turning to him. "Brat," Dylan says.

He breathed deep—and opened those big, dark eyes, so much like his father’s, staring straight at me. "Mommy?" he whispered through the mask, tiny fingers tapping the glass. A ragged sob tore out of me. My legs buckled against Christian. Finally, it was over. The police led a sobbing Dr. Vance down the stairs and right into the show of red and blue lights. Victoria watched from the bottom of the ramp, utterly composed, keeping her keen eyes on her son and grandson, as if she’d just won her own war. Ten minutes later, we sat in the warm back of the federal SUV. Leo was asleep against my chest, wrapped in his purple blanket, his little hand holding my thumb tight. The heater hummed quietly.