Victorious Christmas Novels & Stories

Victor's character died instantly, and he was left staring at the screen in shock. His mouth wide open, Victor jumped up from his seat, eyes fixed on me. I stood up, a smirk on my face. "I won," I said simply, my chest heaving with excitement. "I fucking WON!" And immediately, the others in the other room erupted into cheers and applause. They rushed out of the room, surrounding me with congratulatory pats on the back and enthusiastic high-fives. Victor, on the other hand, was furious. "Hell no, fucking hell no! I'm not giving up my prizes!" he shouted, his face red with anger.

Victoria stood at the backstage feeling nervous, she would soon be introduced to her new colleagues, she knows her ex husband works here also, in as much she had hated him for the past two years, but that didn't stop her from knowing all his daily activities and engagement. She came to seek the revenge she desired for the past two years. Her only prayer is that God should help her through, because she knows how irresistible and domineering he can be... After some minutes of contemplating if she should go ahead or not, she heard Mr Elijah, the manager of AZ organization introduce her to everyone.

Madam Camila smiled while Aunt Mary’s eyes bulge out of her socket with her mouth hung open and Jane was peering excitedly as she tries to hide the smile that tends to break between her lips. Damien’s brows arch up as he watched the show in surprise. “Woah, that’s intense.” He spoke finally rubbing the back of his neck and then chuckled while Adan glared as he declared, “There is no chance to win her back because she is mine, forever.” And then he throws her over his shoulder like a caveman and began climbing upstairs towards his room. ***

The flames danced and leaped in the air, while the crackles of the dry wood made every other noise barely audible. It was the night after Christmas. What a tragic Christmas for the siblings. Though Emma did give James presents which she had bought at the beginning of the month when she got the promotion yet he didn't look happy. James wanted to be home. But it's next to impossible given the unfavorable circumstances.

He’d asked her to help with the tree, and she would find a way to push her own grown up problems aside and give him an afternoon of tree decorating to remember. Once they got started, it was easier to push the awkwardness of both her conversation with Michael and the relaying of the information to Reid aside and concentrate on having fun. Michael requested Christmas music, and even though Reid was hesitant at first, somehow picking up on Melody’s preferences, she insisted that he turn some on so that Michael could decorate his tree with full effect. So Reid had found a kids’ Christmas station on Pandora and refrains of “Frosty the Snowman” and “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” filled the room

"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."

One year later. The house was filled with the soft glow of Christmas lights, their gentle hues dancing across the living room. Emily and Vincent had transformed their home into a cozy haven, with garlands, twinkling lights, and an extravagant Christmas tree that sparkled from every angle. The scent of cinnamon and pine mingled in the air as holiday music played softly in the background, creating a festive, heartwarming atmosphere. This Christmas, their first as a married couple, felt like the beginning of something truly beautiful, a peaceful moment carved from the chaos they’d left behind.

If all went well, this would be the happiest Christmas of our lives. It was all too perfect, and when I decided to step into Ric's room, I was sure this was the right time to become his wife, forever. My heart was pounding madly inside my chest. I had already waited too long. All those nights when he walked into my room and we started making out instantly just showed how much we wanted to go further, but Alice always knocked on my door and Ric had to hide until she left, or until I took her away. back to your room. This was driving me crazy. I masturbated every night imagining his hand rubbing my pussy. But I wanted more. I wanted to feel what, until then, I had only felt under my clothes. F

¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Just a week after the competition was over, one morning when I was still in my bed enjoying a good dream, Victor abruptly barged into my penthouse and woke me straight up with a champagne bath. Before I could yell at him, he screamed in a high pitch voice that almost made me go deaf. “Congratulations! Henry Baby!” in excitement, Victor cheered, “You won an award!” “What?” rubbing my eyes with my knuckles, I sat up from the bed lazily. In a hoarse voice I asked, “What award?” Victor gripped my arms and pulled me out of the bed as he hopped up and down, “It's the Best Conceptual Developed Project Award!” in a joyous tone, he cheered.

He beamed a sweet smile then he clapped his hands, congratulating us for the victory we had from defeating Caria and her forces. “Congratulations! I commend all of you. You did a great job! And because of that, let us celebrate your victory tonight at the Elves Café. You just have proven to us that you are all worthy to become the chosen twelve of Goddess Lumia,” he happily stated. The group suddenly filled with happiness. They blissfully cheered, raised their hands and jumped out of joy.