Victorious Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jade immediately ordered her four bodyguards to attack me. Even though I was good at boxing, I still couldn't possibly defeat four well-trained bodyguards at the same time on my own. I was quickly subdued and brought before her. Jade nudged Wilbur toward me and said gently, "He's all yours now. You can do whatever you want to get your revenge on him." Wilbur instantly straightened up, his arrogance returning in full force. He came over to me and punched me hard in the face, whispering in my ear, "So what if you're Ms. Pearson's fiance, you little fucker? The person she cares about is me."

Her hand lifted. Victor froze. She spoke. "The bond was yours. Once. Now it's mine." A sound like shattering glass echoed through the chamber. Victor doubled over, clutching his chest. Black blood poured from his mouth. "You... snapped it?" Emilia stood. "I made it scream." Victor fell to one knee. And Asher rose behind him, eyes glowing white. The rogue and the Alpha moved as one. Fists. Fangs. Fury. Victor screamed. And the dream began to collapse.

“I love you, Damien Voss. Not the billionaire. Not the power. The man who kisses me like the world is ending and still makes me feel safe. Promise me more nights like this—your hands on my belly, whispering how much you need me.” “I promise,” he breathed, forehead pressed to hers, lips brushing with every word. “I need you like air, Mia. The way your body fits against mine, the way you moan my name when I hold you close… you’re my addiction. My wife. My forever. I’d drown a thousand times just to keep you.” Hope’s light surged brighter. “Their words… they’re helping me choose our family!” Victor advanced through the churning water, elites flanking him. “Sentimental fools. The true bloodline

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.

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, who initially opposed Samantha no longer bothering Nina, finally licked his own spit. He becomes so obsessed with Nina, just like Samantha who is so obsessed with Aiden. He hated to accept the fact that the one who won in this fight was not him or Aiden, the one who won was someone who didn't show the struggle like he and Aiden did to have Nina.

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.

Those who didn't gamble on the victor couldn't help but sulk but they were also amazed by the powerful victory of the victor. Those who gambled upon the victor couldn't stop jumping in their places because they were too happy just like the two boys next to Agnes. The victor was Evandros Linya and his victory was truly remarkable. The way he combated with that menacing resilience and that menacing look in his gaze. All of this...along with his whole existence had girls blushing. They couldn't help but dream and desire to have him. Some wished to have him as their soulmate but who knew he was jotted down in no one's faith?

Victor growls, looking ready to kill. "it...it was an accident. I didn't mean to",she stuttered as she looked around and I could tell it wasn't no fucking accident. This bitch hated Anna because she was best friends with Ellie. "Bullshit, Liam growls, you used to be friends with my ex whore of a mate and always hated Anna. You dare try to hurt our pup and her",he growls more and his claws come out as he struggles to not shift. Victor is patting his luna's back as she sobs and he looks ready to kill.

“What does this mean?” He met my eyes, gold and steady. “It means war just got personal. If Rhys wins, he gets the land, the money, the pack—and he’ll come for you. To punish me. To punish us both.” I swallowed. “And if you win?” Victor smiled, slow and feral. “Then Silver Ridge belongs to Blackthorn. Forever.” He pulled me into his lap, hands sliding under my shirt, thumbs brushing the underside of my breasts. “But that fight’s weeks away,” he murmured, lips against my mating mark. “Tonight you’re still just mine.”