Victorious Fanfic Novels & Stories

Vittoria's POV My fingers trembled as I adjusted the hem of my skirt. My mind replaying what had happened between Ricardo and me. His touch, his kiss, and the way he looked at me shocked me more than I would like to admit. For the first time in a long time, I felt wanted. The thought of it was scary to me, I wasn't supposed to develop feelings for Ricardo Lombardi. That wasn't part of the plan. “Get it together Vittoria, This is not some stupid love story.”

And as I glanced over at Victor, I couldn't resist taking a jab at him. I turned to him, a smile spreading across my face. "Oh, and by the way," I said, my voice dripping with sweetness, "when I pass the finish line, I'll need you to explain in detail how it felt losing to a woman. And that will be my first order as your alpha." Victor's face turned beet red with rage, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. I could see his blood boiling, his muscles tensing as he struggled to keep his temper in check. But I just turned away, awaiting the signal to begin.

"We look good together, don't we?" They did, indeed! Dominant he, innocent she. Bold he, timid she. Powerful he, naive she. Only if he hadn't compelled her to sleep with him, he could have been the perfect partner for her—a man as powerful and sensible as him could protect her from every harm, keep her safe in his arms, and comfort her when she was all by herself—yet he ended up being the one who destroyed her. Devoid her of everything. Lust and vengeance mercilessly crushed whatever soft feelings he had for her in his heart.

“With you. Always.” Relief and dark pride flooded his face. He kissed me brutally, tasting of blood and possession, then handed me a fresh magazine. We positioned ourselves at the choke point. When the blast door finally gave way, Victor stepped through the smoke like a demon. The brothers faced each other — mirror images of power and cruelty. Victor smiled at me, eyes dropping to my belly. “There’s my beautiful breeder.” Damien roared and opened fire. The final battle exploded around us.

Victor watched us, his face twisted with rage and pain, but he was too weak to stop us. “You will never win,” Victor whispered as Damien lifted me from the bed. “I will take everything with me when I go.” Damien did not answer. He carried me out of the medical wing, his arms strong and steady around me. I buried my face in his neck, breathing him in, feeling the baby kick between us. We had survived again. Victor’s final attempt to break me had failed. But I knew the war was not over. The dying billionaire still had one last breath left in him, and he would use it to destroy what he could not control.

she breathed, a laugh bubbling up through her tears. "Best birthday of my life," he replied. And under the light of the Blood Moon, the Alpha kissed his Luna, sealing the victory not with blood, but with love.

she whispered, leaning her head down to press her lips gently against my cheek before resting her hand against my chest. "Having you right here beside me makes all of this fighting worth it, Fantine, and when we finish this war with your father, I am going to build us a peaceful life back in the valley where nobody can threaten us again," I said, holding her tight against my side as the warmth of our mate bond wrapped around us both in the quiet room.

He tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, slow enough to make the air thrum around them. Another low growl rumbled from deep in his chest that spreaded a cold and electric kind of feeling through Freya, leading to intense want. The sudden pool of wetness she was feeling under her was all she needed to confirm tha she wanted to be intimate with the Vicious Alpha. It scared her. Was he using magic? If so, why on her? She was fucked. She suddenly missed it as his hand pulled away from her face, boots scraping faintly as he backed toward the door.

VICTOR I was convinced I had the shittiest fate. There was no wolf out there who was dealt a shittier hand than me. As if finding out my mate was a human wasn't bad enough, she was both a scientist and had a boyfriend. She was in a relationship with someone I assumed she loved, or she wouldn't have been with him. I had been through this once and wasn't about to go through it again. The last time, it was my fault. Sydney, the Alpha of Alphas, had her fated mate but I still chose to pursue her. That ended badly for me.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he ended the call and slammed the phone to the floor. Crack. Just like that, it was gone. “I was going to kill him, you know,” Victor said, voice lower now. “Once he shows up, I’ll make sure he never leaves. And then…” He leaned in. His breath curled over my skin like smoke from something already burning. “…you’ll be mine.” “No…” I murmured, because that was all I had left. A frayed, stubborn whisper. Victor chuckled, amused. “We’ll see, darling. We’ll see.”