Viktor X Reader Ao3 Novels & Stories

Xavier’s pupils dilate in horror under her hardened gaze and the other two shrink back, avoiding her eyes. “Oh, my queen,” I purr, pulling her into me. “I know I won the race but I would love nothing more than to watch you kill them yourself.” “Kill us?” Viktor cries, his hand actually clutching at his chest. I let out a dark laugh, “well, after I’ve had my fun of course. But don’t worry, you’ll be begging me to let Aurora kill you.” I glance at my queen who looks eager to end them, “and she will gladly do as I ask and rip out your hearts, one by one. Won’t you, my love?”

He strode forward, gripping the robe and yanking it off me in one swift motion. I gasped, body exposed under his heavy gaze. My breathing hitched, but I refused to move, refused to shrink. His dark eyes roamed over me, slow, possessive. I clenched my jaw, lifting my chin defiantly. “You belong to me,” he murmured. “I can do whatever I please with you.” I hated him. Tears burned at the back of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Viktor’s gaze lingered before he stepped back, unreadable.

Alexander said, making Victim roll her eyes at his words. "Was that the only thing you got? I am still human, okay? Human by heart." Victoria said, making him chuckle before she smashed her lips on his in a deep passionate kiss. Though the electric shocks weren't there, however, they both could feel the love they had for each other that was so overbearing that they were having a hard time controlling their emotions. "Don't worry, Ria. I'll woo you again. I trust in my skills." He said in between of kiss, making her chuckle again.

Coming from me I knew they'll feel safer. It wasn't completely the case. They looked slightly less sure, with Cory looking the most uncertain. My heart sank for aa few more seconds before the sound of shuffling arose. “Do you like... Cats?” Anthea asked, wide eyed. Viktor's breath hitched to my hearing. I swore my chest tightened at the look of curiosity in her eyes. She still didn't know the truth, neither of them did. “I do, although i didnt have one,” Viktor answered.

SCORPION ~KAI'S POV~ The knock came at 9 p.m. I had been sitting at my desk for two hours, just staring at a blank screen. Milo's words were sitting in my chest like something that wouldn't digest. 'He will hurt you. You're a target.' I wasn't writing anything; I was just letting the fear turn over in my stomach. Then, the knock. I opened the door and my breath caught in my throat. Jax was standing there in a black leather biker jacket and dark jeans. He looked so strikingly handsome and dangerous.

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.”

His tone reminded me of an instructor's, a tone you take when scolding an inept pupil. "It's—" And then I remembered a quote. In one of Athelia's books, that phrase stuck in my head, in my eyelids. Men live only to bring pain upon others. "You're bleeding." Pandora's defeated murmur broke my chain of thought. "What?" Viktor asked, sounding more surprised than pained. She approached him, lightly touching his torso. I hadn't noticed the blood stain expanding beneath his winter coat. He flinched when her fingers touched a hard spot.

Chapter 22: Mine to wreck VIKTOR'S POV I sat across from Ariel, my eyes darkening at the glorious sight of her perfect naked body. I cast a glance at the remote in my hand, the one she didn’t know existed yet. But she was about to find out. She should have been afraid. Instead, she looked like she was anticipating what I was going to do. And that stirred something primal in me. I took my time, torturing her with the silence, memorizing every sinful curve. Her taut, reddened nipples begged for attention, making my mouth water.

" 'Thor Quinn.' I type his name in the G****e search bar. The first thing that grabs my attention when the page opens is the photo of a powerful-looking man dressed in all black, walking up the stairs of what looks like a government-owned building. Despite my heavy heart and the anger simmering within me towards the person who allegedly murdered my father, I couldn't help but note to myself how fashionably elegant and attractive he looks. God, Victoria! How could you think that about the man who is a suspect in your daddy and Alpha's demise!? I quickly scroll up and begin reading under the heading 'About'

“Get your fucking hands off me, you pale bloodsucker! I'll rip your throat out the second I shred these bloody—” PAH! I jolted the immediate second it touched my skin. Viktor's leather crop hit my inner thigh, the area immediately blooming hot with a sharp sting radiating straight to my groin. That was unexpected. His scarred face, rumbling with steady menace, leaned close to mine, his breath smelling angrily of wine. “You will do what, pup?” he growled slowly, his voice filled with amusement but laced with threat. “You plot to murder us, your mates, yet you are here completely unremorseful?”