Viktor X Reader Ao3 Novels & Stories

I corrected. Daniel ignored me. His eyes remained fixed on Viktor. "Are you two together?" Viktor's expression never changed. His hand remained firmly at my waist. "Yes." Daniel blinked. "Yes... what?" Viktor tilted his head slightly. "She is my woman."

Without hesitation. Khaelon's eyes flashed. Jacob met his stare without backing down. "What I do has nothing to do with you," he said quietly. "And whether I talk to Vida or not is my decision." The silence between them became suffocating. Neither man looked away. Neither yielded. And for the first time in years... Jacob Morgan openly defied Khaelon Dravik. Over a girl.

The metallic scent mixed with sex created something primal and intoxicating. “Mine,” he repeated with every thrust. “This body. This blood. This soul. All mine for eternity.” I scratched his back, leaving marks that healed almost instantly. “Then take me. Harder.” Viktor flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my hips up. He entered me from behind, one hand reaching around to rub my clit while the other gripped my throat. “You take my cock so well,” he praised. “Even while I drink from you. Such a greedy girl.”

I whispered to the door. About her. About this thing between us. About the possibility that she would eventually realize she was better off without me and walk away like everyone else who had ever mattered. My phone buzzed again. Not Alessia this time. A message from an encrypted line I didn't recognize. ‘You're bleeding from the inside, Alexandro. You just don't know where yet.’ I stared at the words until they blurred. Viktor. Had to be. Another mind game. Another way to get under my skin and make me second-guess everything.

I have a boy-fucking-friend and lusting for that fucker shouldn't be part of the plan. He's not just my neighbour. He's the enemy. My enemy, and my family's enemy. Damien fucking Vincenzo is a bastard hiding behind a body that looks to be sculpted by the gods themselves. And if I should get the chance, I will carve his skin, inch by every bloody inch and feed his eyes to the Vultures for everything he made me go through at Crescent high. And again. I have a boyfriend. My sinfully hot neighbor who's walking around butt naked in a fucking glass penthouse without curtains shouldn't be a distraction right?

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

he said, his voice a dangerous whisper, “was never part of my pack.” I could feel his breath against my lips; it was hot, controlled, and far too close. The world tilted. My chest tightened. Then his scent hit me—smoke, cedarwood, and something sharp, almost intoxicating. It filled the air between us. I hated that I noticed it. I hated how it pulled me closer. “Axnarr!” His voice cracked like thunder. The door burst open. Two guards rushed in, blades drawn. “Take her,” Viktor said, his tone cold and final. “Slaughter her.”

Her truly blinding blood. King Xavier blinks multiple times, fighting his lust. He immediately looks away, rashly holds her arm and starts to drag her out again. He does so to protect her, protect her from himself. "You know you're a monster," "Yes I am." He replies, his voice is evil. "YOU KILLED RILY AND YOU ALMOST KILLED JACK!" King stops all the way up. Killer! I killed Rily! Monster! Murderer! These words start to rule his mind and he drowns in the flashback of how Rily died.

Did he dump her again in the midst of the worst scenario? The leader twisted his claw inside the thigh. More pain surged as she felt warm blood down her leg. Images of Vargauz on her lips surfaced and then suddenly the image of Xikoth appeared—his perfect looks, his beautiful skin and the possessiveness with which he spoke with her. “I’ve come to claim you.” Amelia tried to shut out those images and replace them with Vargauz beautiful feathers that cocooned her in the garden.

This book is a serial book of supernatural mystery stories so If you like to read monster stories or monster hunter stories, with a touch of mystery and romance you are reading the right book. You don't need to read all of them to understand a single story, I do recommend reading them all since characters will have ongoing arcs. But you can skip a story if it's not that exciting to you and don't mind losing some character development. The book has a stable cast of characters and some others will be recurring.