Victorious Scripts Novels & Stories

As Jessica clears my mind with all the lies that Imelda and Lucile planted on my mind, those two only made me angrier. Lucile's effort to help me with the revenge I want on Liam and her mother, turns out she is my opponent. Because now... I never imagined myself having connected with the two people I used to hate before. I never saw myself having to team up with Jessica and Liam with one goal to attain–-to put Lucile and Imelda behind bars.

“Dakota came to me and told me the Moon Goddess says to trust her. I plan on following what the Moon Goddess says to do.” “Then we trust her.” Dad agrees. (King Lysander’s P.O.V) Kingdom of Khisfire: I can’t believe that Beatrix was brought back, I thought we had snuffed her and her minions out! The paperwork that I’m holding bursts into flames. “Woah there, Smokey, calm down.” I hear the voice of my mate, Winnie, from the doorway. I take a deep breath, inhaling the scent of my mate, and if I was a shifter my beast would have been calmed by that alone.

Damian's POV The victory howl still echoed in my bones hours later, a primal chorus that had ripped through the estate as Voss's lifeless body hit the mill floor. Blood—mine, his, the hybrids' metallic tang—still crusted my skin beneath the fresh shirt I'd thrown on. The pack had feasted that night: roaring fires in every hearth, tables groaning under venison and whiskey, songs of triumph bellowing until the rafters shook. Viktor had clasped my forearm again, his grip bruising with respect, promising Shadowclaw warriors for our borders "until the moon falls." Even Grandma Eleanor had allowed herself a rare second dram of scotch, her eyes glassy with pride as she toasted, "To the Blackwood li

He appears to know what we're going to do before we even do it. Kc scowled. "So what? Wait around?" Liam rolled his eyes. "I didn't say that. I'm saying we need to plan something else." Valeria's stomach twisted. "We have to have something he can't anticipate." Kc gazed at her, his face expressionless. "And what do you recommend?" She breathed in. "We create a victory illusion." They stood over the desk, charged with tension. Liam's brow jumped. "You're saying that we create a victory illusion?"

"100 million going once, going twice, Gone! And banged the gavel. "You are welcome" he smiled at Vinca who had a shocked look. Damont, dejected, squeezed his palm into a ball, really wishing to give Frost a clout on the nose.

The timestamp was yesterday. “He bought them,” Adrian whispered, his voice empty and used. “Three votes. If he has three guaranteed votes against me, and the others are leaning no—” He didn’t need to finish. The math was simple and harsh. Even with the evidence, even with Hartley on our side, even with everything we thought we’d built—Victor had already won.

He had turned away then, a Beta with a secret that could get him executed, and began the slow, agonizing climb to the High Council. --- Present Day Back in the apartment, Malcolm’s phone chimed. It was a notification from an unknown number. He swiped to see the photo of Lucien Varkas and Katalina on the balcony—the very flash Lucien had dismissed as a pool reflection. Malcolm smiled, a cold, predatory expression. "Welcome home, Genesis," he whispered to the empty room. "Let’s burn the empire down."

Finally, peace of mind, a breath of fresh air, no noise, and best of all, no anxiety spikes whatsoever. Fortunately, the match was being streamed live, so the coaches and audience could still watch from another room. The game began, and Victor and I clashed in a frenzy of clicks and keystrokes. On the other hand, I tried every trick in the book to take me down, but I was prepared. With the tactics and strategies I had learned from Gamer Frozen, I was able to counter every attack. Victor's expressions changed from confident to frustrated, but I remained calm and focused. In a stunning turn of events, I launched a devastating final attack, catching Victor off guard. Victor's character died ins