Victory Novel Novels & Stories

“We won, Zara. We actually won.” And they had. Because the real victory wasn’t revenge. It was love. It was truth. It was building a life no one else could burn down. — The Real End —

Lucy said, her voice trembling. Alexei nodded. "Victor's network is dismantled." I smiled. "We won." But as I gazed into Reina's eyes, I knew the true victory. Love had conquered fear. Hope had triumphed over darkness. The city, once held hostage by Victor's terror, was finally free.

As she turned around she saw her boyfriend Jake. "Pssst!" Jake signed her to keep on quiet. She obeyed it and no longer created any sound. But then she saw her daddy. "Jake, save my Daddy," Jasmine said tremblingly. "Jasmine, your sister," her father governor shouted too. Perhaps the governor would have said something more in those moments. But the bandit had already covered his mouth. Fellow soldiers were already around to save the governor from certain doom. Even the governor's private armies were around as well. They both did nothing. Unmoved. The bandit grabbed the governor by his neck and walked backwards. Until he lost his balance due to the step backwards he was walking. When they fel

Victory has a way of lying to you. It wraps itself around your shoulders like warmth after a long storm, whispers that it’s over, that you’ve survived, that whatever comes next will be easier. I believed that… for a moment. Standing in the Shallow Valleys, surrounded by the Darkbreeds, with Zach grabbing my arms and the echoes of battle finally fading into silence, I let myself breathe. Just once. Just long enough to feel it. He was real. Warm.

The very thing they’d been forced to fight for, like dogs scrambling for scraps under their mother’s table. He leaned down, blood dripping from his chin, his fingers closing around the invitation with a calm, final certainty. “I win,” he said quietly, lifting it up for all to see. “He can’t make it.” He turned and looked at Jaxon—his brother now slumped against the wall of the arena, one arm hanging limp, chest heaving with shallow breaths, sweat and blood soaking through his shirt. “Just look at your favorite son,” Dorian continued, his voice sharpened by exhaustion and contempt. “He’s barely breathing.”

A fire that long since burned out. But now, it's crackling. A living flame and all I want to do is burn everything to the ground with it. Tears wet my face as I stared at the name scribbled on the journal. Dante Romano. I guess I'll be your new predator.

He didn't reply a minute ago, so I continued, "A year ago, I became addicted to reading books. The ones I read are Filipino romance novels that even when I'm at work, I can still squeeze in reading. The shelf on 'our' previous room is the evidence." "You're saying Audrey's real name originated from those romance books you've read?" I nod my head. My attention was still focused on cleaning the mess, then I replied, "Her first name, 'Adrianna' was from Gwy's story: Golden Scenery of Tomorrow. I love Via's character in that story. Her unconditional love for her family is what impresses me about her." "And Aud's second name, which is 'Rei', is from Miss Jonaxx's story: To Fall Again."

Robin replied getting very curious about what was so special about this The Conquest List. "The Conquest List is a game Evans, Joe, Miller and I play every six months. We tabulate the number of girls we have slept with in the last six months and the person with the highest number gets to win whatever he wants. We also bet on girls and how long it would take to bed them." "What? You're so disgusting. How could you be playing such a disgusting game? Who owns this avatar called AXY?" Robin frowned, feeling sick after hearing what he said.

He glanced at Jamie in the rearview mirror, voice tentative. "Sir, maybe… you should take a look at who's following us first." Jamie turned his head lazily toward the back window. And then his expression changed. The car behind them was unmistakable—Victory. Victoria's Victory. Custom-built, the only one of its kind in the world. Its tires and glass were both explosion- and bullet-proof, the materials the best that money could buy. And now, that same Victory was ramming into him. For the first time in a long while, Jamie's always-steady mind went blank.