Viktor Arcane Novels & Stories

My fingers lit with flame. “Who are you?” I demanded. He didn’t answer right away. He walked through the paused battlefield like he owned it. Like time was his pet and war his playground. And maybe it was. “Isn’t it obvious?” he finally said. “I’m the one you’ve been waiting to fight. The shadow behind your losses. The hand behind your grief.” “You’re Viktor.” He bowed slightly. “And you are exactly as they said you’d be. Fire and storm. Beautiful rage.”

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

“And don’t try to lie to me. I’ll know.” The man swallowed hard, his voice barely a whisper. “My name is Viktor,” he stammered, his gaze flickering nervously. “Viktor Novak.” Lucifer smirked, taking a step closer. “And how did Gregory Barysh find you, Viktor?” He paused, letting the question hang in the air. “How did he bring you into his twisted world?” Viktor hesitated, fear flashing in his eyes. “H-he found me years ago,” he finally answered, his voice trembling. “I was... desperate. Needed money. Gregory offered me a way out, a place in the Shadows.”

He looked old and sullen. The man to the right of Argus was a young man, about 20 at most with slick backed brown hair and a smattering of stubble along his face. He had a few scars and tattoos on his arms. He was the rapist father to one of the breeder's children. He was forced to work as a lowly warrior rather than the higher up one he was meant to become.

Luke’s father went back to stand by Luke’s mom while Luke stayed forward, and I went to join him. The priest, once again, handed me the knife. I cut a slit down my other hand and handed the knife to Luke who did the same. I spoke into the microphone. “I, Blake Wulfric, elect Lucas Hemming as my beta, to be loyal to and lead the Midnight Maple Pack alongside me.”

The Sacrificial Offering Manifestation was the most dreaded manifestation among arcane seekers. Even an Arcane High Priest wouldn't dare take it lightly. Once someone entered the manifestation, it would shift according to the conjurer's will, and escape was only possible by breaking it from within. Such an ancient manifestation was beyond anyone's knowledge, except for those few from the Dracotigris Order, Suncrest Sect, and Greenshade Guild who were just as old and close to death as Tobias was.

The slim, cloaked man leaped into the hall from the front yard, his toes tapping the ground to propel himself forward. "It's you?" Mohan and Graham's pupils shrank the moment they saw the slim man, their killing intent surging. "Right Protector of the Black Maple Organization, Viktor Fander!" Viktor was the right-hand man of the Black Maple Master, one of the main people who led the siege of the Kane family 30 years ago. He had long been ranked as a half-step Lord of War, only a short cry away from becoming a true Lord of War. Although Viktor was powerful, the technique he practiced was the Withered Wood Spring Heart, which belonged to the Eastern Wood among the five elements of Wyverna.

He doesn't even look one of them or perhaps it is one of the illusions they play in front of outsiders. He nods his head and again stand up on his feet.I streal a glance of the table.The other ministers are throwing him murderous glares whereas Viktor has a pride look on his face as he signals Hercules to occupy his seat. "Hercules has abilities to defeat the strongest opponent in the battlefield. He possessed your body to kill that pathetic hybrid on my order."Viktor's information shakes me to the core.I again take a glance at Hercules whose eyes are still on me. "And from now on he will be your protector in the mortal world.I can not risk the life of my grandson and the heir of my throne.Y

"Kieran was working for someone else." My instincts flared. Who was the true enemy? Victor's words hung in the air like a challenge. "Who?" I demanded, my eyes locked on his. Victor's gaze dropped, his voice barely above a whisper. "Arden." The name struck like a blow. Arden, the ancient Lycan, thought to be long dead. Ruth's eyes widened. "The one from the prophecy?" Victor nodded. "The same." Elijah's growl rumbled. "What's his connection to Lucien?"

I said “The man in the photo is Roman Lim. Victor recognized him when they removed his blindfold. He said that the last time Roman is here and he is mad because of the business project that wasn’t given to him” I started and then I paused and looked at them to see their reactions and I took a deep breath and continued, “He will earn P23,000,000 if it was given to him but instead of giving to him you chose to give it to Tony Paz your new business partner… Victor knows it all because every time you talk about business you are not excusing him from playing with his favorite talking robot and car with wings” The mother cried so hard when she heard it all and Daniel is just looking at me and I gu