Victorious Fanfic Novels & Stories

he repeated. “Yes," Victor whispered and went on to explain how he’d come across a redheaded girl in the elevator and how he'd forced her to kiss him to throw off the rival gang chasing him. He had been injured on his chest, and if it weren't for the kiss he’d shared with that girl, those rival gangs would have caught him and killed him. “Ever since that day, I can't get her out of my head no matter how hard I try. I keep thinking about her and her scent… Ugh,” Victor groaned, rubbing his hands on his face like someone ashamed of what he’d just confessed.

Victor’s lips then arched upward a little, pleased to hear that everything was going just as he planned. “That’s good news!” Victor exclaimed. He obviously could not help grinning widely from ear to ear as soon as he heard the curse is about to be fulfilled soon. I chuckled inwardly, shaking my head. There is no way I’m gonna let that happen. There is no way I’m gonna let him win. Not this time.

Dynasty whispered in his ear. "Now I fully understand why they call you Victorious!" She closed hr eyes, resting securely in his arms as they laughed. When it was all said and done, he lay next to her warm, luscious body. Dynasty lay boneless in his arms, savoring the aftereffect, too scared to move. Unlike the other men, she entertained on rare occasions. Victor was different. He always held her close. She felt the soft kisses he placed against her damp, silky skin. Dynasty wanted to stay in this pleasurable state, realizing she liked feeling like a lady, Vic’s lady.

Victor smirks. He gently takes it away from me and cuts his hand. There is no blood since it heals instantly. “You can’t hold me prisoner, my dads will call in every favor they have and come get me,” I bat my eyes and smirk. “You are the fated Beta Female of the most powerful pack on the West Coast. We have allies across the country,” Victor runs his fingers through my hair sending that electric thing throughout my body. Now I get Bridget’s moan earlier. I fight letting my own escape. “You belong to me.”

I matched the tone he’d used. We remained like that, staring at each other for what felt like forever. Lucian eventually tore his gaze away from me and walked back to his chair. He was now focusing his attention on Zayn. I tried to ignore the way my whole body felt like it had been set aflame. My heart was still pounding loud and fast. It all felt so crazy. “You really think this will work?” He asked Zayn. “Oh definitely.” The beta agreed. “If Tristan gets word of this, he’d definitely be pissed when he realizes your mate is Violet. The one he rejected.”

He killed him and I can’t help but feel proud of making him my honorable personal assistant. When I’m about to look in the other direction, someone’s clenched hand collides with my jaw, making me groan. I try to remain steady as I almost lose my balance. I brush my thumb over my bottom lips and notice blood. Glancing over, I see Bryce and catch the sight of his bleeding nose. He advances toward me, gritting his teeth. He again throws a punch in my direction but I successfully dodge it by ducking and my fist strikes with his jaw hard enough for him to stumble again. But this time, he doesn’t stand on his feet again.

Celeste Vance wanted me. I know he did. The way his eyes darkened when I asked him to fuck me. The way his body tensed against mine. So much chemistry between us, but yet, he seemed to be fighting it hard. Vance was a hard man to crack. That’s okay, I’ll break him sooner or later.

How much more if he was enduring it while he is fighting? I closed my eyes. I hope he can end this for us. "Analisse? Analisse!" Diane yelled, that's when I felt a heavy sensation around me. The fight was about to end, who's gonna win? Alpha Dimian just exhausted his dark power, that's what Alpha Zidian, Mr. Garmon and Mr. Calixto wants this to happen. And now, they were about to blow him the final attack. Though my eyes were closed, I could feel those things around me. I know what's happening to them at this moment? I smiled, yes, the Blood Moon pack is going to win. "Hey, Analisse?" Diane is still calling me, afraid that I might die right now.

"I love you, Scarlett. I really love you." I sighed and turned to look at the sea. The countdown was still ticking: 7 minutes, 17 seconds. "You were sick, and I still made you give blood for Viviana. You think it didn't kill me?" "I had no choice!" Victor howled like a wounded wolf. "I could never let her die! All I could do was wrong you!" The sea wind tore his words to shreds and scattered them across the sky. Victor came up to me, gripped the hem of my dress tightly, and slowly sank to his knees.

I wrote: He doesn't want you. Her smile vanished. "Excuse me?" He told me. He said he can't even look at other girls now. So no. He doesn't want you. Vivian's face went red. She stood up, knocking her chair over. "You're dead," she hissed. "You hear me? Dead." She stormed off. I sat there, my heart pounding. But underneath the fear, there was something else. Victory. For the first time, I had won.