Victorious Breakfast Bunch Novels & Stories

"Best be movin' along." "Oh, my, the testosterone," quipped Christopher as he approached the table with a large basket in his hands. "After all the drama last night, I figured that as long as I was up, I might as well use the time productively, so I baked four different kinds of breakfast muffins. Want some before I put them out for everyone?" "Go back to your crew, man," Ross said softly to Bruce. "Nobody here is buying what you're selling."

I kiss her head as I look her over. Vince is sitting there looking shocked but happy. "they were so tiny alpha but absolutely beautiful they look like luna. Bith are fighters and doing well I watched them be born",he looks up as tears fall and I hug him. "thanks for being here for her I can't thank you enough Victor. Just thank you for not running away when this happened she needed someone ",he hugged back patting me and getting himself together. "anytime alpha anytime ",he sniffed wiped his face and stood up straighter. Our girls are here a month early.

“Hey... Barbie.” Victor’s voice sounded making Becca flinch backward. Ezra and Reid quickly walk in front, mindlink on how to take him out. “You know I can hear all you say... Arggg!” Before Victor could finish his words, a deep roar followed and he fell to the floor. And then Becca watched him again, Ezra and Reid got ready to attack him but they waited for him to stand up. “Guys, hang in it is me. I made him think he wins so that I would be able to push everything down his digestive system!” Alexander uttered touching his forehead and breathing loudly.

I want to make this breakfast special, so I made all the normal breakfast things then baked muffins and all that. Around five-thirty the first batch of people came in just after I had put everything on the table. “Seems like the slave woke up in a good mood today.” Commented Zeke one of the most annoying people in the pack but he is not going to ruin my mood, not today! “It’s her birthday that’s why maybe she is expecting presents,” Victor comments shoving bacon in his mouth but I ignored them and continued with what I was doing.

I was still trying to act normal at the breakfast table when Mom suddenly clapped her hands together with excitement. “Oh, I almost forgot to tell you both!” she said, beaming at Jace and me. “Victor and I were talking last night. We’re having a proper family brunch this weekend. Nothing too big, but Victor’s sister and his family are coming, plus a few cousins and your bestfriend. It’s going to be wonderful — our first big gathering as one family! It’ll be nice for everyone to finally meet Harper and really feel like one big family.”

Mike returned to his seat. “Now that the combat has ended, the winners had displayed their braveness. They had shown the prowess. And they had shown that they can lead their Pick respectively. I will now announce the winners... The winner of the Morningstar is Andrew Victor…” there were cheers as Victor walked to the council head. He was giving the royal band. He sat on the seat set aside for the Morningstar Alpha during occasions.

"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."

I whispered. Vin's brow furrowed. "I thought I mentioned it last night." "You definitely did not." "Must have slipped my mind," he replied, his hand briefly touching mine under the table. "Does it matter? You're here now." Before I could respond, Victor Lombardo rose from his seat at the head of the table, commanding immediate silence. "As is tradition following our Founders' Day celebrations," he announced, his voice filling the room, "Today we hunt. Teams of six, first to reach one thousand points, claim the trophy and," he smiled thinly, "bragging rights for the year."

"Why are you rushing me? Do you have an appointment to attend to?” "Isn't it obvious yet?" I really made my friend suffer a lot. "So, you and your cooks hurry up to prepare the sandwiches, please. That might not be enough for our breakfast." "Just wait, Madam. You are the one asking for a discount because you ordered the family package, and then you are in a hurry. Can I hug you, Kris?” "Back to you, punch." I looked at the wrist watch I was wearing—and it happened to be the watch that Liam had given me earlier—and there I saw that maybe the time wouldn't be late if our breakfast was at 9:30 am?

Victor’s fists clenched as he approached the central office, where their leader, a cunning man named Ivan, was waiting. Ivan smirked as Victor entered. “Ah, the mighty Victor. Finally, you’ve come out to play.” Victor didn’t waste time with words. In a flash, he lunged at Ivan, his movements fueled by rage and fierce. The room erupted into chaos as Victor’s team engaged Ivan’s men. The fight was brutal but swift, with Victor emerging victorious. He pinned Ivan to the ground, his voice a deadly whisper. “This ends now. You will never come near my family again.”