Victorious Cat's New Boyfriend 소설 & 이야기

"I was about to leave already, but since you two think the situation isn't exciting enough, let's make things more exciting." Victor thrusted his war scythe through the fourth-floor balcony into the fat man's apartment. The mechanical cat, which was still frantically attacking the security door, was sent crashing through the door and was eventually pinned against the wall of the hallway. However, the mechanical cat didn't die from that. Its eyes continued to flash cold light as it struggled to break free. Victor smirked and remarked casually, "You're not dead yet?" Before he even finished the sentence, he lifted the scythe slightly and swung it down.

I said sincerely, grateful for the bond that had always pulled us through. The calmness seemed unreal, given the turmoil that lingered just beyond the city's boundaries. Standing beside Victor, I watched him closely; there was something in his posture, a heaviness that clung to him like a shadow. His eyes flickered away from the view to meet mine, and I reached out, placing a comforting hand on his arm. “Is everything alright, Victor?” I asked, concern threading through my tone. For a moment, he seemed to weigh his thoughts before nodding. “Olivia, I think I met my mate,” he confessed, a mix of wonder and uncertainty in his voice. “It happened during the battle. Everything was so chaotic, I

Victor says as he stops and looks at me. "There is something different about you. Why does it look like you have become younger? This is because you have a younger wife. She does not deserve an older man like you. She deserves somebody as young as she is. I do not know what is wrong with you, and I do not want to know. All I want to know is, why don't you leave my Bonita alone? Why don't you send her back to her pack where she belongs? Why don't you send her to me? I am her true mate. You do not deserve somebody like Bonita. She is so special. She's always been stronger and faster than everyone I've ever known. And I could not help but admire her when she fights. She belongs by my side. She

I told her. "What do you mean?"she asked me. "Anastasia, I'm your boyfriend now right?" I asked. "Yes you are but I'm just thinking about you. Maybe you're ashamed to be with me"she replied. "Are your exes like that with you? Well, I'm not like that" I answered seriously and held her hand. I saw her smile at what I did and I was comfortable at those times even though other people were looking at us. I don't care anymore.

Like we were sealing a promise we both knew might break us. Hours later, my phone buzzed. Unknown number. Not Aiden's. Someone new. I opened the message. A photo loaded. Me and Jamie. Through the apartment window. Taken minutes ago while we were making love. Below it, text: *Congratulations on the engagement. Aiden sends his regards. See you soon. —E* Elena. She was out. And she was watching us.

I had always known Tom had a thing for me but I never gave him a chance because I had Rowan. Tom was way more handsome than Rowan, with the tempting hazel eyes and plump heart shaped lips that always looked so succulent, they begged to be kissed. "So, uh, Jade, how's that boyfriend of yours. I think it was Matthew? Peter?" Tom said, sounding sarcastic. He never really liked Rowan and would always tell me I deserved someone better. And I bet that someone was him in a pretext. "They're no longer together. That Raymond guy is an a**hole." Valerie fumed.

As Dove predicted, after the two left, a werewolf appeared. His name is Louis. He comes from a noble family whose father is a magician. But during the war between werewolves and fox monsters, his father was convicted by the king. After his father's execution, he carried a deep hatred in his heart. He hopes to avenge his entire family when he has enough power to rule the whole kingdom. Looking at the chaotic scene before him, Louis was sure that the cave had just had a bloody war. His two friends disappeared. Louis sniffed around and could still smell foxes - the youkai he hated the most. He was sure the fox had killed his friends. But he didn't understand. Who had the strength to kill these

Staring at each other. "You're not going to win," I said. "We'll see." "I know." The game ended. We won. 3-2. Viktor didn't shake my hand. Just walked off the ice. He looked back at me once. His eyes were cold. Angry. I didn't care. Jay found me after the game. "You played well," he said. "I played okay." "You played great. Don't argue." I didn't argue. "Viktor is still out there," I said.

She cooed, grabbing my finger with a grip that promised she would be a strong wolf one day. Kaelen sat beside me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. The sun was warm. The garden smelled of blooming Moon Orchids—not smoke, not fear. "Happy?" Kaelen asked, kissing my temple. I looked at him. My mate. My King. The man who sat in a chair all night just so I wouldn't wake up alone. "Yes," I whispered, leaning into his warmth. "I'm home." Nyx purred in my mind, curling up to sleep. [We made it, Ava. We finally made it.]

I didn’t give any attention to what was being said because I was too immersed in the joy of my victory. I actually did it. I defeated a trained female alpha, and I did it with grace. That was an accomplishment I would forever be proud of. My mate rushed over to my side, and so did our betas. Vince quickly embraced me, placing his head on the crook of my neck. “You did great, mate,” he whispered into my ear. I smiled as I gently wrapped my hands around him. Hearing his praise elated me. “He still hasn’t announced the winner,” Mark pointed out, causing all of us to draw our attention to Vince’s father.