Victorious Helen Novels & Stories

Plans shifting, twisting, reforming. Helen nodded, trembling but obedient. “Yes, Caeleen.” I gave one final, bitter laugh. “He thinks tonight was his victory? Let him bask in it. When the truth claws at his heart, when she doesn’t return, it will be my voice he hears next and this time, he won’t have the strength to defy me.” Helen’s pov I stumbled into the corridor after him because somewhere in me a part still hoped he’d turn, that he’d grip my arm and tell me we’d salvage this together. Instead his footsteps ate the distance between us and left me stranded in the wake of his fury.

said the other, disgustingly taking out the weapon, "Tione muboot(I would like to take a look at your boot) "Officers please. Any amount just name it ndinayo(i have it)" she pleaded but the two wouldn't have it, she had bumped into the loyal ones this time around. While one carefully pinned her after noticing her bump, the other opened the boot. That was it.It was over for Helen. ******

“I came here because I trusted you. Because three years ago, when I put everything on the line—when I gave you those files, those contacts, those secrets—you looked me in the eye and swore you'd tear the Vaughn name down to rubble—we made plans and I even disappeared on the wedding day—when she showed up, you promised me you were going to find a way” Victoria’s voice dropped, calm and cold. “And I will. But vengeance isn’t a sprint. It’s a symphony. You don’t rush the crescendo.” Helena stared at her for a beat, then turned toward the window. Outside, the city pulsed like a living organism. Beautiful. Brutal. Hungry.

The media will be on their tails trying to get their story straight as to why Madam Grace may not be able to take it. Kerlson sighed deeply, he was aware Madam Grace loved his brother like a son, he was her favorite but now he was returning home with him in a casket. Kerlson watched with tears in his eyes, just as flowers came in and a few people greeted Dante from the door. They all lost important parts of themselves due to the negligence and selfishness of one person. Emelda Williams is the only woman he is willing to kill with no mercy.

Ronin shot to his feet. He stormed over. *** Helen's POV Someone grabbed my arm. Ronin. "What are you doing here?" His voice shook with rage. "You disappeared all night and shut off your phone. Was it all so you could be with him?" He yanked me hard enough to make me stumble. Pain tore through my lower stomach. I gasped as cold sweat broke out across my forehead. Liam caught Ronin's wrist, shoved him back, and pulled me behind him. "Back off, Ronin. Helen's in no shape for you to manhandle her."

Then, with a proud smile, she turned to the pack. “Look upon him!” she called. “Look upon Alpha Merrin, the undefeated son of Wolves-Heaven! No alpha has ever defeated him. Just last night, he crushed the Cave-Ocean pack with a single command!” The crowd roared. Pride thundered through the courtyard. Helena’s eyes gleamed, until they landed on Violet. Her smile vanished. Her gaze turned cold, disgust curling like smoke. “And this?” she asked, pointing one jeweled finger. “Another slave from his victory?”

I make sure it’s permanently deleted even on the cloud and completely wiped off even on the back ups and then I bolt, running to my room and locking the door behind me. I take deep breaths trying to calm myself down and finally processing what’s been happening under my nose. My mother is being poisoned by the Haistings. Even though I knew Clare was evil I never would have thought she was this type of evil. After everything this family has done for her. I have done for her. she still has the nerve to do this. I mean most of the things happened after my mother got sick so I guess their plans are working. I wonder if my mother knew she was being poisoned by someone she considers her best friend

Helen cursed with a fiery gaze. Then Helen turned on her cellphone again and dialed an important number that her best friend Lilian had given her the other day. "Hello Turner. See you later? I'm changing my plans for Lucy Watts. This time I don't just want to deter him, but I want to destroy it until there's nothing left of it!" Helen ordered confidently. ... "Are you sure, Madam?" asked a man with a tall and sturdy appearance to Helen Noel in the car at a place they had planned that afternoon.

“Would you stop? You didn’t say a word to help us earlier.” “You coward!” Xena snapped, shooting a venomous glare in the direction Helen had gone. Her eyes burned with fury, as though she could incinerate Helen on the spot. “Dare to hit me? That vile woman won’t get away with this!” Xena seethed silently, vowing revenge. One day, Helen would be abandoned by Zac, and when that happened, she would pay tenfold. Michelle, unfazed by the insult, simply shrugged. “Acting like heroes now, huh? You couldn’t even fight back earlier.”

"Arielle! Arielle, wake up! It's just a dream!" I cling to him, gasping for breath. "She's alive. Helen is alive. She's more powerful than before." Victor's face goes pale. "What? That's impossible. The First bound her—" "The First is gone," I say, my voice shaking. "Helen absorbed their power. She's been waiting, biding her time. And now she's coming." Through the window, I see it. A flash of green light on the horizon, growing brighter, closer. The pack's protective barrier shatters with a sound like breaking glass.