Romans & histoires Victorious Helen

“Helen and I are going to get you out of here.” Helen moved forward, her gaze locked on Ciara, her posture taut and ready. “You hurt those kids, Ciara. That’s your last mistake.” With a feral snarl, Ciara charged, claws extended, her eyes wild with fury. Helen and I met her head-on, the room filling with the sound of growls, snaps, and claws tearing into flesh. Ciara was fast, ruthless, and clearly intent on taking as many lives as she could, but Helen and I were fueled by something far stronger, pure, unbreakable determination.

People laughed. It was civilization. Polished. Organized. Seductive. Maya found herself standing with a woman named Helen, one of Victor's senior administrators. "I know what you're thinking," Helen said quietly. "That this is tyranny dressed up as society. That Victor is a monster in a suit." "Are you reading my mind?"

Victoria stood at the backstage feeling nervous, she would soon be introduced to her new colleagues, she knows her ex husband works here also, in as much she had hated him for the past two years, but that didn't stop her from knowing all his daily activities and engagement. She came to seek the revenge she desired for the past two years. Her only prayer is that God should help her through, because she knows how irresistible and domineering he can be... After some minutes of contemplating if she should go ahead or not, she heard Mr Elijah, the manager of AZ organization introduce her to everyone.

“What is your ETA?” “My, my, aren’t we an anxious little Alpha.” I chuckle. And in reality she is little. At 5’2” it’s almost hard to believe she’s an Alpha. Up until you see her fight and then there’s not question that the woman is all Alpha. She uses her small stature to her advantage – because she’s small, she is quick and agile in a way that male Alphas generally aren’t. But beyond that, she is also a smart and strategic fighter. I’ve seen her take down some of the strongest warriors out there because she used her brains just as much her strength. Thinking of what a badass she is is only making me again wish that she were my fated mate.

I blurted. “Get them out or you're dead,” he threatened. “Careful,” I said softly. “Don’t try it.” My men stepped off their bikes, cracking their knuckles, their eyes changing colors. “We are not easily cowed, Xavier!” Henrique shouted, unzipping his jacket. His chest puffed out under the grey shirt. “We are wolves too, in case you've forgotten. I am an Alpha too of this pack, just like you.” “I know that,” I said. I could feel my nails growing longer and sharper, becoming thick daggers. “But there are levels to this game, Henrique.”

Helen POV Everything was going exactly as I had planned, and for a moment, I allowed myself to feel victorious. When Alpha Xavier appeared, my heart swelled with excitement, I could barely contain it. This was it, the turning point I had been waiting for. As things slowly began to spiral out of control, I quickly adjusted, slipping into the role of the “good sister.” I played my part carefully, showing concern for Valeria in front of the pack members and the council of elders. At the very least, they would see me as someone who cared, someone innocent in all of this.

When they find out that all of Damina's children are alive, Lucky will be doomed. “Really? Will I be damned? What is the use of your connection, Lucille if you let me perish? I know, you can protect me and mom Elsa. If you don’t love that man, leave him. I don't like him but I also don't want you to feel sorry for innocent people. ” "Lucky… this is the only way for me to get justice," I replied to him. I can't let go of everything I planned. “Okay, then. We are going back to Laguna, Mom and I because we don't need your help and protection…. Lucille Damian. ”

This time, I’ll make sure it’s Sebastian who throws her out. The same way he embraced her, adored her, protected her, I’ll twist it. I’ll rip them apart piece by piece. I’ll make him see her for the witch she truly is. I’ll make him hate her. I’ll make him see what I see. All I need is one chance. One crack in their perfect little bond. And when it happens, I’ll be there…smiling. Because if Helen thinks this is over, she’s more foolish than I thought. She may have survived once. Maybe even twice.

she raised an eyebrow, nudging me to continue but was momentarily distracted by a very familiar figure. "Oh my God, isn't that... Vincent?" I remarked, my eyes fixed on the scene in front of me. Vincent had a girl pinned to a wall, kissing her like there was no tomorrow. Helen turned from their direction, her face turning sour as her lips twitched. "I'll kill that guy," she said through gritted teeth as her eyes blazed for a split second. I grinned mischievously. "Hey, Helen, I thought you said you wanted revenge; this seems like the right time." I winked with a wide grin, and she placed her hand on her chin as if in deep thought.

God Elios asked her! " I am Alisha damien!!" She said. " Oh you are the one. Who is called the villainess queen!!" The graceful lady said mocking her. " Goddess Rane!!" God Elios gave her a signal to shut up. " So you are Alisha damien!! " " Yes!!" " If you are here then that means you have been dead for only few minutes. Isn't it??" " Yes and you are!!" " I am the God king Elios. "