Viktor And Hermione Novels & Stories

He looked directly at Draven. “Well… this is interesting.” Draven didn’t respond. Viktor’s eyes moved toward Mara. “So this is the woman who helped us.” “She didn’t help you,” Violetta snapped. “She was forced.” Viktor shrugged. “Results are what matter.” Then his gaze moved to Violetta. Slow. Measuring. “So this is the famous Luna.” Draven stepped in front of her instantly. “You look at her again and you die.” Viktor laughed. “You’re not in control here tonight, Alpha.”

I had to fight back making a sound as I took slow breaths, making sure to stay in the shadows, not wanting to be seen. “The idiot’s actions are too predictable for his own good. I told you to choose the right side, and thankfully, you did” Viktor said calmly “as for dealing with dark magic, I am not an idiot, sister. For now, play the game of that princess that wants to leave, object, but also submit, at least until you’ve found a way to get rid of his mate”

My voice rose up a notch. “You think I would let those girls into my father’s house?” Hector gave me a weird look and I must admit, I did sound a bit stupid. “Where is all of this coming from? I thought we were passed it.” “We were but now I want to know who those girls are.” I told him. Hector chuckled then shook his head. “Hermione. I was with them before you and I were even an item. They are not in my life anymore. I cut ties with them.”

James was crazy about three things—Xbox, Computers, and Selena Gomez. And since he was working for us, Viktor made sure to provide him with everything he needed and wanted—except for his last wish on the list. Once Marco amused himself with James, his eyes shifted behind him and froze. Aurora. Their gazes locked for a second, and something unsettling passed before she ripped it off and came to stand beside me. “You found anything on her?” Viktor asked, encouraged by his enthusiasm. “That brunette chick? Nah!” he dismissed. Aurora quickly chipped in. “But I think we found a connection.”

“And she wasn’t innocent either. No one in this game is.” Nico’s jaw tightened as he watched the exchange. Nero’s tone turned deadly. “So you partnered with Viktor,” his gaze flickered to the body on the floor. “And Luigi,” Rea added casually. “Our cousin was quite easy. He hated you enough to be useful. Viktor was not as easy as Luigi, even though he hated you too. But he had his incentives.” She smirked. “He was my lover as well,” she added, shooting Nico a death glare. But the latter barely reacted, and this stung her deeply.

I was something darker. Something he could control, mold, break, and rebuild. But it didn’t matter. There was no turning back now. Viktor had already won. 20 VIKTOR Sabrina hadn’t spoken much since I made her mine. It wasn’t that she was silent out of choice—it was that she was lost. She had become more pliable, more willing, and yet, something still clung to her, like the lingering scent of smoke after a fire, cloying, suffocating.

“Shouldn’t they be happy? It’s a joyous occasion, isn’t it? Their King is getting married; they are getting a Luna, and yet they look like they are heading into a funeral.” Viktor frowned as he looked around too; that was what made them such a good team. Viktor never once questioned Fae’s instincts. What made her the weird girl growing up became one of the many things Viktor loved about her. He placed his hand on the small of her back, a grounding gesture for them both. “Then we will be prepared for anything,” Viktor told his mate, his voice soft along her ear. She smiled at him, though she couldn’t hide the worry in her eyes. “We are Vandemere’s… and the Vandemere’s never shy away from a fi

He growled, taking determined steps towards her. Mate or not, she would always submit to their Alpha tone. It was something done out of instinct. She couldn't believe they would use their Alpha tone on her. She gulped, hoping her face didn't show the hurt she felt. “H-he said his name was Viktor. He has brown eyes and dark brown hair. I-I didn't really take a look at him.” She said, avoiding their gaze.

I must have fallen asleep, into a real deep sleep, the thing I woke up to was someone shaking me awake, it's probably one of the doctors wanting to check on Violet while I'm being in the way. "Mister, mister, let me go," a small voice says, it's not one of my doctors, I opened my eyes and was met with eyes that are a mix of blue and purple. "Violet" I whisper, her eyes are different, the treatment is working, it's changing her, and making them look more purple. "Mister, let me go," she says again, couldn't she remember me from earth. "Had nice sleep, Violet?" I ask her.

"She came in contact with a shentuka a few weeks ago, and was unharmed. That's a big indication that she's not ordinary." "It was just one, wasn't it? Warriors were on their way which scared it off," Xavier said, folding his arms. Violet didn't look like a supernatural. The only thing supernatural about her was her peculiar eye color. A magnetic shade of violet that felt like drawing him in no matter how much he resisted.