Victorious Beck Oliver Novels & Stories

Adam let out a soft whimper just as Oliver spoke again. “I have never had a threesome,” Oliver said, looking at Bev as he spoke. Bev said a few swear words under her breath before downing her shot. She didn’t seem embarrassed to be the only one of us drinking but that might be because she was too busy glaring at Oliver.

Cary cocked his head to his side and smiled widely at me "if you still plan on getting married to this jerk, then tell him that if he knows what is good for him and that if he still values his claws and elbows,then he should get his hands off me and retreat" I knew that Beck stood no chance against Cary. Although Beck was strong and agile,Cary on the other hand was once an assassin. He killed more than a hundred hunters singlehandedly and he didn't even break a sweat,he could take Beck down with the tip of his fingers. Even though I had never seen Cary fight,I knew he was far...far better than Beck. "No one retreats unless I say so" Father suddenly said coming over to meet us with his person

"Lady Lucille was not his beloved. He placed her under a witch's spell to claim her and took advantage of the opportunity. Victor is mine. I will chop him to pieces when I get my hands on him." Alexander was about to answer him when Oliver came back running. "My Kings, we found the men!" He knew shit has just started. And he was expecting more to come. The fucker was still out there. When they get their hands on Victor... Let's just say it won't be pretty. ______________

, She asked and related everything from beginning to end. “I didn’t know you are planning to open an investigation company now.”, She teased and then frowned when she realized where my investigation was leading. “They are hunters.”, She mumbled and then looked at me. “They are our enemies.” “They WERE hunters.”, I corrected her. “That doesn’t make any difference, Vince. Becca is in trouble, and she doesn’t know with whom she is staying. He might end up killing her.” “Stop overreacting, sweetheart. Do you even know what you are talking about? Oliver? The sweetest boy one can ever find. Even you have met him once or twice, don’t you?” I asked her. “He has nothing to with his family’s business.

"Then what?" Victor leaned into my face, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It's about Becky." My heart stopped. "What do you mean?" I whispered. He grinned. "Like your mother said… Becky isn't just Becky." And then it struck me. Becky wasn't just a pawn. She was the queen. And I'd been blind the entire time. The Realization My heart was pounding. "What have you done to her?" Victor raised his glass of champagne, smiling. "Nothing… yet."

“I guess the black witch brought you back, can't you do anything without help?” Oliver scoffed. “Why are you scared that I would beat you now?” He eyed. Arthur spat on the floor. "You can never win Oliver, you should have just stayed dead," Arthur growled, holding his side. “Really?” Oliver smirked. “Do you really think you can beat me?” “I beat you twice, there is no harm in making it the third.” Oliver chuckled, his eyes filled with amusement. “I do admit you have defeated me, even more than thrice but not again brother, the witches saw my worth that's why they brought me back—” Arthur cuts him off with a loud scoff.

We fought back-to-back, trusting each other completely. Tate and Beck were ferocious, protecting our flanks with everything they had. Tate’s sarcasm vanished, replaced by lethal focus as he dropped two attackers in quick succession. Beck was a wall of muscle and precision, his shots measured and devastating. “Keep moving!” he bellowed, covering our retreat toward the rear exit.

Together, we formed a band, bound by our shared hatred for the Firestorm Alpha. We lived in hiding, preparing to strike when least expected, always moving, always planning. My role as leader was not one I took lightly. Every decision I made was calculated, every move was made to bring us closer to our ultimate goal which is the death of Alpha Jethro. “Olivia” I heard a voice called out and I turned to see Micheal, Micheal is also one of my teammates but we are best of friends, I am only a year older than him. I had rescued Micheal from some wild wolf when he was younger, after his both parents were murdered by Alpha Jethro, Michael has this unwavering trust in me since then, Micheal walked

Victor at the office doing business when he received a call from his secretary informing him of the presence of some foreigners who came with a business proposal, he had not received any prior notice as to any business meeting but he was curious so he asked them to come up to him, the guards searched them, they were without weapons then they were allowed to enter into Victor’s office’ they were three Americans, one carried a briefcase and the other a laptop. “Hello Mr. Wilson” Oliver said as he approached, he was the leader; Victor got up and shook hands with him “These are my associates, Jerry Taylor and Henry Gunn” Oliver introduced them, they shook hands with Victor “great to meet you” Vi

he retorted "It does doesn't it... that's the same way I felt when I saw my precious Becca about getting killed!!" he yelled angrily "W...what do you mean?" Penny asked fearfully trying to break free from his grip "Let me brief you bîtch... you're mother Chelsea fûcking killed the love of my life! ... Chelsea killed Becca right in front of me..!!"he yelled breathing hard .... Max became speechless...so Oliver is doing all this cause of revenge he thought