Victorious Fanfic Novels & Stories

Melissa didn’t look disappointed. If anything— She looked pleased. “That’s even better.” Victor studied her face, amused. “You always did prefer longer games.” “Longer games,” she corrected softly, “bring bigger victories.” She walked past him, her fingers trailing the edge of the table. “They’ve now spilled Nightfang blood,” she said. “Publicly.” Victor nodded once. “They forced my hand.” Melissa laughed under her breath. “No,” she said softly. “We guided their hand.”

he said and they all did as he said "let the merry begin" he shouted out loud as though he is the happiest man on Earth. Alice could not take the sight anymore, she feels nothing but anger, she rushed to her room crying, she can't believe that she is not the one that Jax announced as the winner, she had waited long this day hoping that she will be the one, but no Jax chose another woman over her, she had thought the moon goddess would make her his mate but she didn't, she had also thought about that possibility, that was why she made sure that she crawled into his bed, that way even if she's not his mate, he would still go ahead and choose by rejecting his mate, that was the plan and even Em

I say and take him in my arm. He is so cute that I don’t feel like putting him down. But my son doesn’t like it. His crib is his favorite place. Andrea comes to me, and I hug her with my other arm. “It feels like a dream.” She says and I kiss her temple. “It’s not a dream. Your vengeful mate has now changed and he will love you forever.” I say. “Forever?” She asks and I nod. “Forever,” I promise.

"I still can't believe that we've reached here, Siege. I love you." "I love you more, Luna Celestina Villarama, my beloved," Siege softly whispered to me, making me feel hot. "Do you still remember how you plotted your vengeance against me after I rejected you?" I scrunch my nose. "What's with that random question?" I laughed. "My vengeance is yet to begin, Alpha Siege Wong. I'll let you raise my pups on your own, so you can feel the wrath of someone you once rejected," I teased him.

I didn’t want to die at such a young age. “Alpha Athos, the old leader of the Flame Hounds, loved Thea, Felixe’s actual mother, and abducted her from her pack. She escaped him one night and met your grandfather, Alpha Achilles. He fought with Alpha Athos and saved her, but Alpha Athos attacked White Ridge Village for revenge. From then on, it has been an on-and-off battle of revenge between the two. When Felixe was born, Alpha Athos was sure he was his son. There was another battle over his custody, but Alpha Athos lost and moved on with his chosen mate, who gave birth to his son.”

I whisper quietly, "but I can't let you mark me yet. I still have to figure out why I was sent back." Victor pushes my knees open and settles his body in between them. He kisses the tip of my nose and then places a chaste kiss on my lips. A smirk crosses his lips as he continues to place little kisses across my cheek. He sucks and nips gently down the side of my neck until he reaches the spot where he will mark me eventually. His tongue swipes over the spot causing a wave of tingles and pleasure to rush through my body. "I didn't say anything about marking you," Victor whispers next to my ear. His breath on my neck causes goose bumps to form all over my body. "I want you to claim me.

I also added a bonus chapter after this one ;) Here's a little preview of book 2’s blurb: Takumi had once won his Alpha’s heart but lost it in the end. When she left, he didn’t expect to see her again 3 years later and with a child. Despite his efforts at trying to get through to her, she blatantly refuses to acknowledge the bond they still have. Not to mention, he has a bit of competition. Can he win his Alpha’s heart once more or has he lost it forever?

Victor finally let her cum — hard and violent — then fucked her through it, filling her with another load while whispering: “Good. Because I’m never letting you go.” The revenge was working. But Scarlett was no longer sure who was really being punished.

Damian's POV The victory howl still echoed in my bones hours later, a primal chorus that had ripped through the estate as Voss's lifeless body hit the mill floor. Blood—mine, his, the hybrids' metallic tang—still crusted my skin beneath the fresh shirt I'd thrown on. The pack had feasted that night: roaring fires in every hearth, tables groaning under venison and whiskey, songs of triumph bellowing until the rafters shook. Viktor had clasped my forearm again, his grip bruising with respect, promising Shadowclaw warriors for our borders "until the moon falls." Even Grandma Eleanor had allowed herself a rare second dram of scotch, her eyes glassy with pride as she toasted, "To the Blackwood li

"Please, Vance!" ​A dark, victorious groan rumbled in his chest. He finally let go of his restraint, driving into me with a brutal, relentless pace. He didn't stop this time. He pushed me straight over the edge. I climaxed so hard my vision literally went white, my tight p***y completely clamping down on his thick c***k as I shuddered violently against the wall. ​He finished a second later, completely burying himself inside me with one final, heavy thrust.