Victorious Helen Novels & Stories

gear. “You don’t have to do this, you know,” Kai said from the doorway. He was leaning against the frame, watching me with that unreadable expression. “Wulfric didn't give me much of a choice,” I muttered, zipping the duffel bag shut. “Besides, if Damian sees me, he’ll probably just reject me from the team. He hated my father. He won’t want a traitor’s daughter running his investigation.” “Maybe,” Kai said. He walked over and placed his hands on my shoulders. “Or maybe he’ll see what I see. A brilliant, beautiful woman who survived.” I stiffened slightly at his touch but didn't pull away. “I’m doing this for Leo. That’s it.” “Speaking of Leo,” Kai said. “I’ll keep a close eye on him while y

I let out a bitter laugh and suddenly tore open my shirt, exposing the dense scars across my chest. "Aurora! Without me, your rivals would have chopped you into pieces and thrown you into the river to feed the fish! You want to repay his favor, but what about mine? What about the wounds I suffered for you?" Back then, when Aurora had just started her career, she had taken on a major commercial case. To force her to withdraw, her opponents sent dozens of thugs to corner her in an alley. I took eighteen knife wounds to pull her out of that desperate situation.

Mother froze but I continued. “He knew he was going to die Mother. There were tear stains-” My words cut shirt as the image of every word, of the tears stains on the squeezed paper reeled in my mind. Tear stings the bag of my eyes, tears were also trailing down mother’s cheek as though she could tell what I saw. “He was framed, he didn’t assault the first lady.” “I know that,” She murmured, a bitter smile growing across her face. “Alexander will never do that to me, much less another woman. He had a daughter and was aware of the pains of a woman.” She paused. Her head dropping as she took my hands.

Helen slightly shivered in fear and gulped her saliva gently. "It's going well. I have found a prey already. He is the least person my m-, Alasdair expects would betray him. Once I'm done with him, then you can have him mother," Saying this, Helen fell on one knee and bowed at her mother's feet. She seemed to be speedily thinking about something while on her knees. Thankfully, she hadn't made the mistake of saying 'my mate' in front of her mother. Saying such was before her was an abomination which Helen didn't have the capability of fulfilling.

Leaning toward Silas, I jerked on his arm. “Can you get me another violin?” “Don’t worry, I brought yours.” Silas smiled as he jerked his head to the side and looked behind me. Craning my neck, I saw one of Silas’s warriors walking toward us with the violin Daxton gifted me on my fourteenth birthday. Although Silas didn’t say I could take off the mask, I figured it was the perfect time. After removing the mask, I took the violin from the case, along with the bow.

she said cautiously trying not to enrage him. "So do you hate me now? Or felt pity, and that's why you forgave me easily?" He asked, his words not sounding calm. "I neither hate you nor felt pity. What you did was out of emotions. The situation you was in might led to anything or something worse than you did. I don't judge you for that. I neither felt pity because you took your revenge. You made your life better on your own like every adult but it was really something courageous. And maybe the behavior you had with me or everything you did might be the consequence of your disturbed past. So I neither judged you nor felt sentimental but I felt your pain of losing your mother. Because I also l

How unfortunate! The hate her hazel eyes had for him infuriated him. Kevin wanted those eyes to have submission and fear rather than disgust and hatred. He could still feel the stinging sensation of her slap. Though physically it didn't hurt yet it was a tight slap on his ego, an insult to him that he was going to avenge. He's going to break her and nobody could save her. No one but him.