Victorious Beck Oliver Novels & Stories

Victory felt so good. Finally I was dropped and someone suggested that we have a drink. I saw Malcolm and Varce talk from afar, unsure of what they were saying but I caught them stealing glances at me a couple of times. My heart thumped in my chest. “Hey he's my friend!” I heard Oliver say as he tried to cut through the crowd and I beamed at him. “Kiddo! You beat The Captain. Mehn, how does it feel?” He grinned, smiling at me. For once, I noticed how handsome he looked.

Luckily his suit took the brunt of the attack, the Kevlar stopping the penetration, but barely. Oliver dropped to the ground, appearing to be weak, the three vamps sprang at him together. Oliver rolled around, grabbing one by the throat, and ripping it out, turning to dust. The other two jumped back as he swiped at them. Then he heard a scream near the shore, fuck, Raven!

I missed him dearly and my youngest pup, Jonah. "Mama, you need to come home with us. Papa is worried sick. Everyone is," Oliver said with worried eyes. "I know and I promise I will. I miss my family so much but I have unfinished business. I would never be free as long as Beta Vincent and Queen Antionette have allies in this land. I need to keep my family safe," I replied. "You should really hear out our plan. We are building a force. You don't have to do it alone," he pleaded. "I will not he alone," I said staring at Lincoln and the others. "Yeah, kid. We gather followers at every turn," Katie interjected. "Rise of the Bastards," he whispered. "Is that what they're calling it now?" I laughe

"Those are for you, mom. They are on their way out-" Victor walked past me immediately, "I'd like one. Thank you." She smiled as she offered it to him and he sat beside her, eating and complimenting the pastry. Her smile widened as she watched him, fooling me into believing she was alright again and I enjoyed a moment of peace staring at her. That is, until Oliver spoke by my side, "You're making a big mistake, Rebecca. Think about Lucia-" "Keep her name out of your goddamn mouth. All you ever do is throw warnings and threats in my face," I turned and held his gaze. "If there's something I should know, you better start talking." he gulped instead, clenching his jaw with a defiant gaze. "Noth

Blake muttered under his breath. “It seems like you overestimated yourself, or…” Oliver laughed without humor. “...you underestimated me.” Clicking his tongue, he continued. “We met after a long time, Blake Turner. I didn’t like your tactics. You broke into my house in the middle of the night and even dared to kidnap my favorite person.” “Don’t cross your line,” Weylin growled, pointing his gun at Oliver.

Dereck brought them out and Oliver managed to see everyone fighting each other, some of their people are dying and some are either winning but losing an arm. But one thing is clear, they are somehow winning this war with the Alpha King’s people, helping them. Unfortunately, the casualties were still big even with their expected victory. Dereck managed to bring them to a place surrounded by medics and held Olivia close to himself before he placed her to the bed used to treat wounded patients. Since he is also a doctor on top of being a warrior, he easily treated her and helped nurse her to health. Oliver did not worry about Olivia and followed what the nurses told him to do.

“Stay strong, Your Majesty. We will get you through this if it’s the last thing we do. Oliver Moses won’t be the next Alpha King of Wegalla, not if we have anything to say about it. We’ll stop him. I swear it.” *** The next two days passed quickly but there was almost no progress made in any direction. There was much to do and a lot of things to worry about, things that consumed my mind so completely that sleep was impossible. First, Becky and Dickson still hadn’t returned. A guard had been sent to the House of Moses on our behalf to look for news, but when he returned, he was empty-handed. He told us that Oliver Moses had caught two people, who were possibly Becky and Dickson and locked the

I politely asked in my voice and almost whispered. “We won't attack first, but any sense of attack will face us. We have to be the ones to win. We won't go out there with a loss. All we need to know is his identity, and that is all we will capture him for—all the atrocities he has put on people—and thereafter, we will hold him down,” Oliver explained. I already had it in mind to throw the first punch, but since I was under them and they were the ones making the orders, I had to follow up. I went to meet Mark, Raymond, and Vadim to talk to them about what is ahead.

Our team fought with unwavering resolve, fueled by a shared purpose and the desire to bring an end to the darkness that had plagued our lives. In the midst of the chaos, Becky's knowledge proved invaluable. She guided us through hidden passages and secured vital information, her commitment to the cause evident in every action she took. The skepticism that once clouded our perception began to give way to a reluctant trust. Finally, we cornered Johnson, the mastermind behind the operation. His once-confident demeanor faltered as he realized that the tides had turned against him. Surrounded by his dwindling number of loyal henchmen, he fought desperately, unwilling to accept defeat.

"Yeah. It’s not unthinkable. We have many new men, and some of them come from the spoils of war. Not everyone’s happy being forced into this pack.” “Agree.” “We need someone to look into this,” I say, giving Victor a nod. He turns to Beck. “Beck. See what you can find.” “As for Oliver, continue looking for him.” I was intimidated at first, knowing I had to act as Alpha, but for some reason, it’s coming naturally. And if I have doubt, I simply look at Victor, and he immediately chimes in with an idea. “What about Ezra? What do we do about him?” Beck asks.