Victorious Beck Oliver Novels & Stories

Beck continued evenly, "to prove Elva's innocence, I assume you wouldn't mind drinking it yourself." Elva staggered back, shaking her head violently. "It's not mine." "Pull the security footage," Beck ordered flatly. The bodyguards had never seen that kind of killing intent in his eyes. One of them immediately ran toward the security office. Beck stepped forward, his gaze icy. "You have two choices. Drink it yourself--or I'll make you drink it." Elva's legs trembled uncontrollably. She had heard countless stories about Beck's methods, but facing him like this, she finally understood what people meant by merciless.

They released Marcus and his men from ogres' holds and helped them to fight against them. Becky looked at the pack and recognized them. It was a pack of "Silver Moon" which was lead by Raven. He fought bravely and aggressively against them and helped Marcus in smashing their enemies. The men holding Becky were blown fiercely with a sharp spear that cut their throats. They fall. Becky looked in the direction and was shocked to see Lucy who was smiling. She instantly went to her and hugged her. "Oh God Sissy, you are saved. I was so scared". She instantly hugged her sister and checked her.

In an instant, he was coughing blood and a man in black came inside the small hut to help him. “Ugh… kegh, kegh….” “Sorry, slip of hands.” I turned around and saw Oliver standing behind me. He shrugged his shoulders. I looked back to Lord Beike on the floor. He was being assisted by two men in black while he coughs in blood. The red liquid flowed down from the corners of his lips and on his chest. Although Oliver only used a little of his power, it was enough to almost kill Lord Beike. “Protect the Lord!”

Just as she thought she was finally getting a down, alone time, a bandaged hand grabbed her from behind. “Sophie, what are you doing with Oliver Blackwood?” An inexplicable sense of anger rose within her, and she took a breath before turning to see Adrian Beckett. His hand was covered in bandages, and he limped on one leg—it seemed like some shards got there, too. “Mrs. Whitaker introduced us, as you can see.” Sophie said. Then, her eyes glanced down to his bandages. “Or not, you seem too hurt to see it.”

‘‘I’m sorry, but I didn’t see her…’’ ‘‘The football players would be happy to see you in the party, Julian…’’ Becca giggled happily, as she successfully shifted the conversation's focus. ‘‘Do you know that he used to play as a quarterback in our school back then?’’ she informed Melanie, and her eyes widened in amazement. ‘‘Really?’’ Melanie exclaimed. ‘‘Oliver would be very happy to see him!’’ ‘‘Right!’’ Becca smiled. ‘‘Uhmmm… excuse me, ladies, but I have to go!’’ I didn't bother waiting for their responses as I ran for the exit and continued looking around for Cynthia.

David deserves to be hit back, for sure, but something’s not right here. “Do it. I didn’t raise you to be pathetic,” he hisses. His eyes lock on Oliver, who’s struggling with his wolf for control. He’s trying to calm Ace down. Before Oliver can do anything, I knock David out with a solid punch. His body slumps against mine as he falls unconscious. He’s still alive, but only just. I take a step back, resting his body against the wall. He can stay like that for all I care. I look around at the ruined room. All the furniture is completely destroyed.