Victorious #andre Grandma Novels & Stories

Victoria said. "Who is after me?" Josh asked. "Big bad boys that mom cannot fight and defeat," Victoria replied. "If Mom cannot defeat them, then I can when I have super powers," Josh replied which made Victoria chuckle. "Let's wait till you get super powers then you can now start fighting and defending Mom okay?" Victoria said and rubbed Josh's head. "Okay Mom! I'm bored, ain't you going to play some video games with me?" Josh asked. "I'm very busy, I will when I'm done with work," Victoria replied.

"Andre and I are truly in love, Grandma. You can't tear us apart!" Emma glanced at me and echoed, "Truly in love? Is that true, Andre? You should speak for yourself."

“Okay then, let’s get you downstairs. Grandma will be here soon.” Grace bounded down the stairs and back into the kitchen where she opened the bottle of vitamins and took one out. She turned to look at Andrea who was still seated by the island counter. She chewed the vitamin before filling a glass with water and drinking it. “My daddy’s favourites are the colour blue, bubblegum milkshakes, action movies and braiding my hair.” Andrea laughed as Grace winked at her and ran from the kitchen as Mason opened the front door and Andrea could hear voices.

I didn’t give any attention to what was being said because I was too immersed in the joy of my victory. I actually did it. I defeated a trained female alpha, and I did it with grace. That was an accomplishment I would forever be proud of. My mate rushed over to my side, and so did our betas. Vince quickly embraced me, placing his head on the crook of my neck. “You did great, mate,” he whispered into my ear. I smiled as I gently wrapped my hands around him. Hearing his praise elated me. “He still hasn’t announced the winner,” Mark pointed out, causing all of us to draw our attention to Vince’s father.

When he smiled, I saw maybe four teeth total, all of them rotting and black. "Margaret." Grandmother Caine's voice came from behind her desk. "Come in. Close the door." Something in her tone made my skin crawl, but I did what she said. The door clicked shut behind me, and suddenly the room felt way too small. "This is Lord Andre," Grandmother Caine continued, gesturing to the man. "He's been very patient, waiting for his promised... gift." Gift? What was she talking about? Lord Andre stood up, and I noticed how massive he was. Easily over six feet. His one working eye dragged over me slowly, and I felt sick.

I muttered. ​Just then, the door swung open. Victor walked in with his wife and their daughter, Chloe. ​"Grandma!" Chloe shouted, running across the room. She jumped onto the bed to hug her. Grandma winced a bit but laughed, patting the girl's head. ​"Look how big you have grown," she whispered. ​Victor’s face lit up with a smug look as soon as he noticed us. "What a pleasant surprise to have our CEO and his lover here," he said.

It wasn't directed at me; it was the sound of a caged beast, lashing out at the universe. I didn't flinch. I kept walking, the sound a grim soundtrack to my victory. Reaching my room, I closed the door, the solid wood a flimsy barrier against the chaos I’d unleashed. I leaned back against it, the cool surface a shock against my heated skin. Only then did the tremors start, subtle shivers running through my limbs as the adrenaline surge began to ebb. The triumph was real, fierce and intoxicating. I had stripped him bare, shattered his control, exposed his desperate need. I had wielded the power he thought was solely his. The taste of it was sharp and sweet.

I could barely keep my thoughts under control. Leander truly agreed! It took a while for me to calm down, and after that, I stepped into my car to leave. Driving to the company, my mind continued replaying Leander's words over and over again. It was my first win in this world. My very first win, and it was a win that would even make me live longer. I stepped into the company, and amidst the gaze of the workers, I went to my father's office. A knock. "Son?"

Yet now, it felt as if every one of my efforts had been turned into some cruel joke. In that instant, fragments of my past life surged back, replaying themselves before my very eyes. It felt as though a pair of invisible hands was dragging my entire family toward the same abyss once more. Watching Sarah's figure disappear into the distance, I felt compelled to chase after her and beg for forgiveness. However, once again, Mia's voice cut through the moment. "Grandma, you're so annoying! Why can't you just leave Mommy alone? She hates you right now. If you keep bothering her, she might actually kill herself."

Thanks to Anya's words, Jasmine regained her confidence. Anya and Jasmine walked to the bar counter to get a glass of alcohol. There were many types of alcohol and Jasmine's favorite was taquela. "You don't want to try wine?" Anya asked in a whisper. "Isn't it the same thing? I don't really like wine either." Jasmine replied casually. "You know, we were hired to accompany some businessmen to a big event. And there's no taquela, only wine." Anya said with a playful giggle.