Victorious Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Victor’s smile grew, his twisted pleasure evident as he towered over her, savoring her defeat. “That’s it,” he murmured, voice almost a whisper as he leaned closer, one hand tangling in her hair, forcing her gaze upward. “Now… show me you understand who’s in control.” Damian didn’t hesitate; he couldn't just watch anymore. His heart thundered with a singular, consuming thought: he had to end this. Even if it meant sacrificing himself, even if the price was death, he couldn’t stand by any longer. He fucking didn't care. With a surge of adrenaline, he launched himself at Victor, fists flying in a whirlwind of fury.

He sighed, relaxing back in his seat and eating the delicious mix instead of growling at her as expected. He didn't want to play her games anymore, it only fueled her fire. He was sure as hell not in his right senses. How he ended up running away from his brother with a castle maid that he was annoyingly attracted to and whom he knew absolutely nothing about except her name, he didn't know. He really was foolish and yet he let her toy with him. He was forgetting himself. He was Victor, dangerously victorious and his victory came with a price. He looked down at his almost empty plate. If he was smart....

“She is just as much yours as she is mine. I won’t keep her from you any longer.” Damon’s fingers trail lazily across my hip, but his eyes sharpen. “You’re walking into their territory alone?” “I’ll take a team,” Victor says. “But I have to be the one to bring her back. I won’t let her think she can get away with what she has done.” I pull the sheet tighter around me, suddenly cold. “After… everything we’ve…” My throat closes around the words. “You’re just going?” Victor looks back at me then, and for a heartbeat, the Alpha mask slips, and I see the same man who’s been holding me for days. “I’m not walking away from you,” he says softly. “I’m doing what has to be done to finish this.”

His chuckle was low. “I let them.” Now she turned fully. Her expression changed as she became interested. Victor walked closer, and took off his gloves slowly, like he had all the time in the world. “They killed my warriors,” he said, almost casually. “In Nightfang territory.” Melissa’s eyes darkened with satisfaction. “Oh?” “Blood everywhere,” Victor continued. “Witnesses. Scent trails. Enough evidence to make even the most stubborn elder choke on denial.” A slow smile spread across her face.

He undressed and joined her, then let his fingertips run over the scars his father had left in her flesh. While his arms were wrapped around her waist, he whispered into her ear, "For each and every one of these, I guarantee you a million wonderful moments." Liberty let out a contented sigh as she lay her back against his chest. She cherished the sensation of his strong arms surrounding her and protecting her at that very moment. "Well," she continued with an invisible smile that suggested she was being playful, "you have eternity to do the work." Aric renewed his connection with her by sinking his teeth into her flesh and chuckling into her neck. He then nuzzled the area momentarily.

Victor's face contorted with rage as he realized his carefully laid plans were crumbling. "If I can't have the territory through political maneuvering, I'll take it through conquest." He paused, “My foolish sister she was meant to find a new mate for Nathaniel if she had found one and he had mated with her willingly or not it would have made in permeant but no matter I’ve gain both packs tonight once I kill you all.” The admission hung in the air like a death sentence. Victor Fenris hadn't just orchestrated Casie's rejection—he'd planned to claim both the Blackwood and Thornwood territories through his sister's machinations.

Victus only saw her as a friend, therefore she couldn't do anything. Victus already had a partner, therefore it crushed her heart to know that someone she loved couldn't love her back... Vaan's partner was one of her closest friends, which made it much more terrible. .....

Heavy, final. Victor leaned down, lips brushing Aaron’s temple. “You’re mine now, whether you know it or not.” And just like that, the Villain disappeared.

“This is where we begin. Tell me honestly, Lia—is this still what you want? If you’ve changed your mind, say it now. There’s no shame in stopping.” I stared at the plug, then met his intense blue gaze. The memory of his fingers last night, the way he’d made me come while promising to ruin me with both him and Dante, Rob’s neglect, Celeste’s presence downstairs—it all swirled together into a potent cocktail of desire and rebellion. “I want it,” I whispered, my voice trembling but certain. “I still want you to prepare me. To fuck my ass. Everything you promised.” A slow, predatory smile curved Victor’s lips, his piercing blue eyes gleaming with approval. “Good girl,” he murmured, the praise wa

"Let's finish this." As they charged into battle, Liam knew that they were in for the fight of their lives. Victor was powerful, and he would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. But Liam and Emilia were not afraid. They fought with all their might, their teeth and claws tearing into Victor's massive body. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Victor fell to the ground. He was defeated, and Liam and Emilia had emerged victorious. As they stood there, Liam knew that they had accomplished something amazing. They had defeated a powerful enemy, and they had saved their pack.