Victorious Beck Novels & Stories

The distinctive cadence of someone who moved with absolute confidence in their own space. "That's him," Rosie whispered, grabbing her caddy. "Come on, we need to be invisible." They pressed themselves against the wall near the doorway as the footsteps approached. Sera kept her head down, eyes on the floor, every muscle in her body tense. This was it. Her first moment in the same space as Marcus's killer. The footsteps passed the doorway without pausing. She caught a glimpse of him in her peripheral vision-tall, powerfully built, wearing workout clothes, dark hair still damp from a shower.

Even if she designed clothes with her eyes closed, they'd be better than anything Katrina, the copycat, could come up with. Katrina glared at Serena with anger before turning and walking away. Katrina stormed straight into Marcus's office. Seeing her upset, Marcus tried to comfort her. "My dear, don't worry. Isn't there a live stream coming up? How long has Damien been in this game? He can't possibly understand the market like I do. Plus, I've got a secret weapon ready. This time, we're going to win for sure. Trust me."

Nerissa POV The attack came before dawn from everywhere. The first signal hit the eastern perimeter. Three short howls. Before the echo finished the southern approach signal fired,then the western. Then the northern boundary wolves called in from three separate positions at once with overlapping urgency. Caden Voss waited for us to hold the northwest advance. He let us believe the retreat meant recovery time. He used every hour since the retreat to reposition his full force around the fortress perimeter while we handled the wounded and the silver wound and

"The father of the pup in my arms is the Alpha of the Blackrock pack. I need your help." "Look," I whispered into Felix's ear. "It's Faith." Felix remained helpless and unresponsive as drool leaked from the corners of his lips. Faith was momentarily stunned when she noticed us. She then lunged at us with a crazed expression. "Wendy, you bitch!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs. "Long time no see, Faith," I said as I looked at her calmly. "I thought you would be dead by now. I didn't expect you to survive for so long."

He lowered his head in a form of respect and looked up at me. “Alpha Levi has managed to convince the council to understand the reason for the war and now approval has been granted.” “About time…” I said and dismissed him afterwards. Once the door close back, Becky returned with my armor and I turned around and allow her wear the heavy metal on my body. “Do you still miss Damien?” Becky asked, as she adjusted the weight on my hips. “Ofcourse I still love Damien. I am only killing the soldiers and making sure that he stays alive for me.”

Across from me, Beckett rolled his shoulders, like he’d already won. Valentina stepped back with grace and a beaming smile ”Let two gods clash!” Then I bowed stiffly with my eyes locked on Beckett. I gritted out the words through clenched teeth “Let the best man win.” The crowd drew in a collective breath and Valentina smirked. The kind of devious smile that said she already knew the outcome. This was what really lit my fuse and the fight began. I bent my knees and shifted into position, the sword firm in my grip.

“I have a few. Why?” “Are they single?” “They are.” “I need one of you. Margo can’t have all the fun.” “Something tells me you don’t miss out on fun,” Beck responds, taking a step into the room. He doesn’t look at either Emma or Winnie as he comes to stop in front of me. He looks me up and down with appreciation. “I can’t fucking wait for everyone in this city to know you’re mine.”

She took a deep breath, seeming prepared to say something more important. —Beck, you were trained to kill and to notice what’s wrong around you, but you never imagined that your worst enemy would be by your side. Beck frowned, not understanding. —I don’t understand. —Look clearly, Rebeca. He is... At that moment, a shot came through the window and hit Verônica in the chest. Beck ran out of the room and shouted: —they’re out there! Get them! She returned to the room and saw that Verônica was already dead. Taking a deep breath, she tried to stay calm and grabbed the phone to call her father.

"I am the rightful alpha, and I will take back what's mine." Victor snarled, his lips curling back from his teeth. "We'll see about that," he said, and with a nod, his loyal followers attacked. with both sides fighting for dominance. But we had the upper hand, with our pack's unity and strength giving us the edge we needed. Slowly but surely, we pushed Victor's followers back, until finally, we stood victorious. Victor snarled and snapped, his eyes flashing with anger and defeat. "You may have won this battle," he said, "but I'll be back, and next time, you won't be so lucky."

Ignoring his orders, he took off running blindly. But it was too late. He watched in horror as Becky, his second in command, and one of the best friends he’d ever had, was ripped to pieces. The Vampires that attacked her were savages, ripping, clawing, biting, until there was nothing recognizable about his teammate. Her screams echoed in his head even after she slipped down the wall and her IAC went black. “Becky!” “Paul, you need to get the rest of your team out of there.” Aaron’s voice was as calm as ever, but Paul couldn’t listen. He was still running, looking frantically for stairs going down.