Victorious Beck Novels & Stories

Victor’s breathing was heavy as he tightened his grip on the blade, it was dripping with the beast’s blood. The monstrous beast attacked again; its speed was terrifying. Victor sidestepped just in time, slashing across its side, but the beast only roared louder, its eyes glowing red. "Victor, behind you!" Olivia’s voice comes out sharply. Reacting instantly, Victor bent down, the beast’s claws barely missed his head. He moved forward, coming to his feet in one fast motion, and swung the blade upward. This time, the strike hit its mark; gashing the beast’s neck.

I'm surrounded by shadows, glass booths, wolves with sharp smiles and full wallets. A handler speaks, but I don’t hear the words. My heart is beating too loudly. I’m not Raven Knight anymore, I’ma product. And someone out there was deciding if I’m worth bidding on. “This one is the final bid of the night,” the announcer says smoothly, his voice carrying like smoke through the cold air. “Young, fertile, and had a medical background. She’s temporarily marked and came from a powerful Asian werewolf bloodline.” I stagger forward when someone gives me a shove. My heels catch the edge of the platform, but I manage to stay upright, though barely.

“They’re circling.” A thunderous growl tore through the stillness. From the shadows, it emerged, an elite magic beast, hulking and grotesque. Its chitin glistened with black magic, and its horns curved like blades. Eyes glowing crimson locked directly on Aaron. "Move-!" Victor shouted. The beast lunged. But Aaron hadn’t frozen, he’d already sidestepped, blade raised. Yet Victor was faster. In a flash of metal and instinct, Victor leapt between them, driving his sword directly into the beast’s open jaws.

Figuring that she shouldn't push her luck, she opted to behave herself until the tournament had been won. Travis defeated Vince, and Bryce defeated Marvin, and then Travis after that. She felt a shiver of arousal at the thought of giving a lap dance to Bryce and the liberties he would take with her, but then felt a surprising jolt of disappointment when Beck won again. Still, she could work with that. "What a bunch of shit," Bryce said, tossing his controller down and grabbing Beck in a headlock for a few seconds. "They were your rules man!" he said, finally managing to free himself and laughing.

Nabita’s pov ; The battle erupted, a symphony of ferocious snarls, thundering footfalls, and the clash of teeth and claws against wicked steel. Each pack member fought with unwavering resolve, their bodies moving in perfect harmony with the primal instincts coursing through their veins. Victor, the vampire. who had accompanied us on this journey, displayed unearthly agility and strength. He effortlessly evaded the ritualists' attacks, his movements fluid and precise. With each strike, he disarmed his foes, rendering them helpless against the combined might of our pack.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

Jayce bowed his head immediately, "Of course Alpha." My dad was smiling mischievously, though his eyes were amber, showing he wasn't happy with the situation, "Great. I'll see you on the sparring grounds in five minutes." As Jayce hurriedly passed him, dad's canines flashed before his eyes went back to their regular steely gray. He turned to Cyrus, who was watching him with a blank expression, and held his hand out, "I apologize that we have to meet this way. My name is Mical Black-Sun. I'm Leonitus' father and the current Alpha of this pack. It's nice to meet you, Cyrus. Leo can't stop telling me about you."

“I was so scared.” Ann opened her eyes. “So was I.” He looked at her hand in his. “I thought I was going to lose you.” Ann stared at him with her eyes filled with tears. Daniel squeezed her hand. “I don't know what actually went wrong.” His voice trembled. “But I don't want to lose you.”

I screamed, struggling against my restraints. Aiden’s eyes turned a deep, predatory amber. He shifted halfway, his muscles bulging beneath his shirt, his teeth lengthening into fangs. He moved to the left, trying to flank her, his speed incredible. He was an Alpha of Lunar Royal, and he fought with a precision Becca wasn't used to. Becca turned, her movements fluid and eerie. She began to chant something low—words that didn't sound like any language I had ever heard. They were heavy, oily sounds that seemed to dim the light in the room.

Seraphina’s voice rose, harsh and sharp. “Listen well, you worthless Omega. I should not even waste my breath on you. But I’ll be generous today. Leave. Leave the Blackwood estate while I still feel merciful. Because soon, very soon, when the council bends to every word I whisper, I will see you dragged through these halls. I will humiliate you before every wolf in this pack. I will scatter you like ash.” Becca looked between them, her breathing calm though her heart raced. “I’m not afraid,” she said. Her voice was low, but it rang through with quiet conviction. “Because good always triumphs over evil. Always.”