Viktor Arcane Novels & Stories

"I thought the Queen turned you into a rug years ago." "She considered it." Viktor smiled, revealing fangs that were far too long for his mouth. "But I’m much better at pouring wine than being a floor decoration. And look at you. Bringing a Muse into the Sanguine Palace. Bold. Or desperate." "We're here for Hecate." Aradaa stepped forward, his silver veins pulsing. "Move aside, blood-sucker." Viktor’s eyes shifted to Aradaa’s stomach. He tilted his head. "Ah. The cargo. The little Prince who will end the world. Or save it. The bets are currently three-to-one in favor of the apocalypse."

His chest was very tight as if the juice of his life sucked by unwillingness. Viktor, the little boy, stood proudly and became the first person to shovel dirt to cover his father's grave. The rest of Vasilio's men followed until the tomb formed a high mound. A large black stone stuck at the far left of the mound, right at Vasilio's head. On the stone, the name Vasilio Heraksel is engraved. 'His Majesty and Immortal Vasilio Heraksel: Lord of the dark magicians, father of the young master Viktor friz Heraksel, lover of the goddess Arlcia. Rest in peace and live happily up there.

I’d been drowning in the illusion of Zenya for months, and now there was someone else—someone with the same eyes—spilling truth like blood on marble. “At seventeen, I started digging. Tracking the origins of everything they told me. And eventually…” He paused and looked directly at Miguel. “I found your father. Senator Myers.” Miguel’s eyes flared wide. “You tracked that down at seventeen?” Viktor laughed quietly and pulled something from his pocket. His ID. “I didn’t sleep. I’m the owner of V-Core, the most advanced AI-integrated cybernetics system in the world. You think hacking a few archives scared me?”

"Fine!" Lucia- I believe that he's Viktor's Son! Because the likeness is unmistakable. Viktor Von Klaus is thousands of years old! He couldn't even pinpoint his birth year. And he was beyond power hungry! He wanted, no needed to be the best EVERYTHING! The best Lycan, Vampire, Warlock, Dragon... Everything! And he put the 'A' in Arrogant! Everyone was beneath him and he was Never satisfied!

She vowed to share her thoughts and feelings with her companions more openly, deepening their bonds. Kael: The arcane sorcerer, who had always been cautious with his powers, was confronted by a phantom version of himself wielding raw, uncontrolled magic. Kael understood that his true strength lay in mastering his abilities, not fearing them. He harnessed the chaotic energy and transformed it into a controlled force, unlocking a new level of power.

Inarguably, there had been some lapses in judgment in her decisions, but she had always been quick to recognize her flaws and work to eliminate them. Katya, a wise and experienced witch, had advised that Charlotte should focus on the werewolf, vampire, and witch traits first, as they were common to many other supernaturals. Katya had been an exceptional teacher in witchcraft. Charlotte’s werewolf side was being trained by both Azraiel and Matt. Victor, Ayleen's vampire friend, was training her vampire side, though always under Theo's watchful eye. Theo, ever protective, wouldn't stop glaring at poor Victor the entire time.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

“You are an amazing woman, my love.” The young hybrid male, Mikhail, takes the unknown female’s hand and steps forward. I arch a brow when he stops in front of me. “Lucifer, we’re here to help your mate.” I bow my head humbly before I turn my gaze to the young Seraphim female. Her mouth gapes open as she takes me in. Mikhail nudges her shoulder and says, “This is my mate, Nevaeh. Her father is Mathias, the head of the Council.”

"Yes, I can say that,' Alexandro said. “I won’t join your manhunt, if that’s what you’re asking. But I will tell you this—there are others out there. Beyond my kingdom. Beyond yours. Not all creatures respect our war or our women.” Alexandro’s eyes narrowed. “You know something.” “I know rumors. I’ve heard whispers of a new power rising from the east. A rogue named Maeron. Not a wolf. Not quite human. Something... older. I thought he was a myth.” “Why would a myth take my mate?” Valerian’s expression darkened. “You’ll have to find that answer yourself.” Alexandro’s jaw tightened. He didn’t trust Valerian. He never would. But what he said sounded real.

Viktor stared at me with a shocked expression on his face. "Ohh yes,” I nodded casually, smirking at his reaction. “I forgot to tell you as you weren't available the day I found out... Athena is Kira's lycan. “Like… ‘The Athena?’” Viktor asked again, his eyes wide with disbelief. “I was as shocked as you are now when I found out too.” I chuckled. “You know what that means right?” “I do.”