Viktor Krum Novels & Stories

its been over 500 years now ever since we saw him last and he's still after his one ultimate goal which is to make me pay for what I did to his family . " it's been long Krish last time I saw you was at kalama Indian "I said and he growled angrily " you murdered my entire village " he growled "yeah.. yeah I know and it was fun " I said pissing him off . " I should have killed you when I had the chance but as you know Victor Adams is a mercy guy "I said smiling and he growled and leaped forward . he swing his scythe in a C strike which I easily dodged .

"Kaylus, is everything okay?" He smiled while asking him. His face was filled with kindness and understanding and it has always been like that eversince when they were still children. His brother was five years older than him but never did once he made everything between them unfair because of that gap. He was the one who taught of equality and has been a great leader to their kin, especially when their father is busy with his work of being a Duke and an Elder Leader of the Council. That's why his brother, Reymönd Jael, is the one chosen to be the next keeper of the fifth stone. And he is proud of him and would always support him no matter what. "Yes brother, I'm fine," he replied and even n

Hey there, I am Nikolai Vlademyre. It depends on who someone is, as to what they address me as. You can call me Nik. I am the new King of Carpathia. Well, new in our terms. I took over the seat a decade back. In human governments that seems like a long time; to vampires you’re still fresh until you’ve been at it a hundred years or more. I was groomed for the position by the previous King my father, and Queen my mother prior to the crowning, but it was still unexpected. They ruled our part of the world for about six hundred years before their untimely deaths put me in the chair.

she whimpered “ What is your king's name?” “ He didn't tell us, he said it wasn’t important for us to know.” “ What do you know about him?” “ that he is evil, he wiped out his own pack and became a rogue by choice.” she stated Who the hell would kill that many people just to become a rogue willingly? This man practically signed his life away when it comes to any pack he ever encounters. “ Do you know what his pack's name was?” “ No, I'm sorry.” She shivered under the cold brisk air down here.

K raised her brows and bit her lip enticingly. "Sarcasm?" He smiled and asked, beguiled. It was so incredibly hard for him to decipher everything about her. She sipped from her cup again and just shrugged her shoulders. "Well, you're quoting the brilliant but twisted Nietzsche, whom by the way died of syphilis," he muttered, snickering. "But then just moments ago, you seemed perturbed by the fact that I have been sleeping around and using Clix way too much," he quoted her, and admitting the truth at the same time. There's no point in denying it, anyway. If K really had access to the Clix database, then she already knew that he hasn't hooked-up with anyone since the night they met. If anythin

When I blink again, I notice that I’m in the forest behind the Volkov mansion. In the distance I can see lit torches and chanting; someone walks past me and I see sixteen-year-old Viktor following close behind his brothers Kon and Dimitri. We’re all dressed in black cargo shorts and no t-shirts while wearing somber expressions. I swallow hard, knowing what’s happening tonight and the backlash it caused. Kai’s becoming Alpha and naming Kon as his Beta, Dimitri as his Gamma and me as his Delta. He mentioned naming Nikolai the Epsilon when he comes of age, too.

Since they could not trust either the council or its allies at the moment, they had to rely on personal clusters. Viktor, who was born in Konigsberg in 1695, had made and fostered many useful friendships over the centuries. The first thing that occurred to us was a friend from his youth who, with his wife and children, had withdrawn from the political events around the Elevender at the end of the 18th century. He had previously been a council member of the Legion, and when he retired from active service because of his mate, his counterpart, Viktor had recommended Markus as his successor. Ezekiel would certainly not have considered the young, cold, opaque man on his own if Viktor hadn't insis

Viktor joined me at the window, eyes hardening as he stared outside. For a moment, I felt a flicker of sympathy. Losing an Alpha—especially one who’d led a pack for centuries—it must have shaken everything he knew. But Alexandra had never been a good man. His cruelty was legend. Perhaps Kray had reasons the world refused to see. “Kray had no right,” Viktor finally said. “He impaled the Luna—through her stomach. Made sure she and the baby died instantly. When we find him, we’ll end him.” A sharp ache tightened in my chest. I forced myself to turn toward Nora instead—the only gentleness in this household.

He promised me that he would consider me for the role if I completed my training, but what did I expect from a beast who has murdered three of his wives? I clench my jaw, then look at the two men in front of me; both imposing and tall with the air of Russian royalty about them. Kai Volkov was everything the rumours said and more; tall, built like a panzer tank, and no emotion evident in his blue eyes. The intimidation in his scent is enough to keep me submissive because, truth be told, he scared the Hell out of me. The other one, Viktor, not so much. He seems more like the bookish type, not a warrior, but I wouldn’t fuck with him either way. The Blood Crest pack didn’t have a terrible reputa

“Then let it be recorded. From this moment on, Viktor Kuznetsov is declared a traitor to the Bratva. Anyone who supports him will be treated the same. Anyone who tries to overthrow me will discover that this ‘little girl’ learned very well from her father… and from the five kings at her side.” My father finally spoke, his voice full of authority: “You heard the Pakhan. Anyone who stands with Viktor will be considered an enemy. Anyone who stands with her… will have prosperity.” Several councilors lowered their heads in submission. Others looked visibly uncomfortable. Viktor, however, kept smiling. “This isn’t over, Pakhan. You may have the Italians… but you have many enemies here.” The call e