Viktor Krum Outfit Novels & Stories

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 reputation for nothing.

There is nothing available, and my dress isn’t an option. I have no choice but to stay this way. I wait longer than I should for Alpha Vladimir. My forearm covers my boobs, and my other hand shields my womanhood. Seconds blur past. Goosebumps appear on my skin as I shiver from the cold. I twist my legs, holding back the fluid that threatens to roll down, my back resting against the wall. The door opens, and I breathe in relief as Alpha Vladimir walks in, holding a short towel, dress, bloomer, and a krpa. But the krpa is held upside down.

Without comment, he grabbed his swim trunks from the chair and disappeared into the bathroom to change. He left the door partly open like he always did now. At first I’d thought it was accidental, but eventually I realized it wasn’t. He was trying to ease me into his presence little by little, never forcing, never cornering me. I slipped out of bed myself and reached for my satin robe, tying it securely around my waist. The summer heat already lingered heavily inside the room, but the robe wasn’t about warmth but armor. When Viktor emerged from the bathroom dressed in black swim trunks hanging low on his hips, he opened the bedroom door for me silently.

He was very attractive but he wasn't my reaper so I squeezed Deagon's hand more tightly and he chuckled happily. "You're not bedazzled by his beauty," he asked softly and I laughed heartily. "Please, Deagon, you're so much better looking," I mumbled softly back. I looked up at the Grim reaper and chewed on my lip at the smirk on his perfect symmetrical tan face. He was really freaking sexy damn him and I swallowed uncomfortably as Grim's green eyes lit up like he knew that I was indeed attracted to him. Viktor crossed his large arms and growled sensing something. I watched him pull a pair of clear gloves from his back pocket and put them on. Just as the side door opens and Javidan comes outs

It has a tiny material to cover my nipples and vagina and that was just about it, everything else was exposed, I did my hair in elaborate curls and when I was satisfied with the bounce I tried on the dress. It was giving "fuck me" vibes and I loved it. My body was exposed and as I shaked, the rhinestones moved too. It was a spaghetti strap with a single chain and stopped mid thighs. I paired it with a silver knee high boot. About thirty minutes later, as Viktor knocked on my door, I was fastening my boots. “Fuck me,” Viktor breathed, nervously closing the door behind him. “He’ll kill you. And then he’ll kill me. You can’t go out like that.”

Ravok’s POV The castle doors opened. I remained still at the top of the stairs, my posture solid beneath the weight of the midnight-blue ceremonial robe. The suit underneath was black, tailored. Not for comfort. For presence. Valassan stood to my right, impeccable in his tuxedo. Romeo, to my left, adjusted his cuffs for the fourth time. Black tuxedo jacket, satin lapels. The delegation from Kiev was already crossing the hall. Their king wore a navy-blue suit, too fitted for a man his age.

Valtor’s suit was a deep, raven black, expertly cut and fitting his body with perfect precision. His hair had been slicked back, framing the sharp lines of his sculpted face. It looked neat and unfamiliar compared to the slightly unruly way he usually wore it. His eyes, normally sharp and edged with danger, carried something softer tonight. Draped over his shoulders was a long fur robe that brushed the floor with every step. And beside him, in my white lace gown and flowing veil, we looked like day and night. Opposites in every possible way. Yet somehow perfect.

It took my mind and attention off of my new look. Kris comes into the room wearing a silky yellow, capri pants and a black, long sleeved and silky tunic. His hair was bouncing a lot more today, and his waves were much more prominent. He looked so handsome! His smooth and shiny baby face that had the plumpest lips that glowed under the yellow, and his long narrowed nose. Ahhhh....my body shivered every now and then at the fact I would have two mates for life.

And tonight, it was the quiet way he protected her without making a show of it. “Anna Roberts! You’re here!” The cheerful baritone came from behind them. They turned in unison to find Kracus Vladimir approaching, dressed in a custom black suit that shimmered subtly under the lights. His smile was dazzling, and his charisma, as always, magnetic. “Mr. Vladimir,” Anna greeted, offering a friendly smile.

"Vitya be a gentleman, welcome dear Jaden, please don't mind the words of my son he is very rude, have some fun" "Thank you so much, duke Rostov" Victor was a very handsome and tall man, his skin has a dark tone very sexy, his eyes look like they were white and not grey and his golden hair was very enchanting. That night Victor was wearing an elegant suit in wine color with a white shirt, a golden tie, and a white stamped coat with creepers and Black roses. Jaden could sneak away from the alpha thanks to the intervention of Mikhail, and when Victor was going to follow him a multitude of women was surrounded him stopping his way to Jaden.