Viktor X Reader Arcane Novels & Stories

--- Everything goes black. The darkness slams into me like a freight train, crushing me into the ground, pressing the air out of my lungs. I can't breathe. I can't think. I can't do anything except lie there and let the weight of it suffocate me. Viktor is laughing. "Look at you," he says. "The great Elara Vance. The woman who killed the Collective. The woman who broke the veil. And here you are, nothing but a pathetic little worm squirming in the dirt."

VINCENT I woke to a wet heat around my cock. My eyes opened. Angel was between my legs, her dark hair fanned across my thighs, her lips stretched around me. She looked up when she felt me stir. Those eyes — wide, innocent, deranged — locked onto mine.

Aurora knelt before her, worshipping the swell with her tongue while Viktor watched with hungry calculation. Sophia met his gaze. “You want to rule with us? Then prove your blood belongs here.” The ritual began as a dangerous negotiation through flesh. Viktor stepped forward first. He cupped Sophia’s pregnant belly with surprising reverence, then guided his thick cock to her lips. Sophia took him in slowly, savoring the new taste as she sucked him deep. At the same time, Marcus claimed her pussy from behind with long, deep strokes, careful of the growing life inside her. Aurora was taken by Viktor’s son, a handsome, ruthless man named Lucian Voss, while Damien filled her mouth.

“Dates don’t make sense. You can’t have been in business meetings in the 1800s Viktor. What the fuck are you?” He stood up slowly and came behind me, hands gripping my hips. “You already know the answer in your gut. I’m not like other men. I’ve walked this earth for centuries. Blood keeps me young, and power keeps me alive.” My heart pounded but my pussy clenched hard around nothing. I should have been terrified. Instead I was getting wet again. “So you drink blood… you kill people. And I just let you cum inside me like a stupid slut.” Viktor spun me around and lifted me onto the big wooden desk, spreading my thighs wide. “Not stupid Raven. Hungry, just like me.”

If not for that jerk I feel like strangling him. My ex-fiance looked surprised. The other man joined in and stood beside Xavier. I wondered why he was here, wasn't Xavier the boss here. He looked at me lust filling his red eyes. He was handsome. He faced me and stretched his hand to caress my hair. I moved away silently hoping to get away from these two and live my life just like before. What had I done in my past life to deserve this? Kidnapped twice, involved in relationships with good for nothing jerks and involved in their silly fights. I wonder why they hate him so much. I don't like him either at least I have a reason to. I hate that jerk....ugh how could he do that to me and I am neve

So he entered the car and kickstarted the car but I turned off the ignition. "Hey don't give me another stare or I will eat you up," I said as he laughed at me, which made me angry. " For goodness sake who the fuck are you?". So he smiled at me saying, "Well, I am Xavier, Lord of the Lycans". I wished at that moment the ground could open up to swallow me, I can't believe I just made out with a Lycan, a Lord at that, Jeez... I began to shiver in fear as we drove off. So he dropped me off at a hotel and paid the bills for the night.

he sounded puzzled at that. I puzzled at that too. If no one was hurt... "That meant there was no fight?" Vaughan was about to reply but was quickly cut off by the doors flying open. Chills slid down my spine. Out walked a smirking Vladimir. I recognized him as the vampire who'd taken Eunice. Tall, amber eyed and with long black hair secured in a queue. He would've looked striking if it weren't for the deep scar running down the left side of his face.

Because I —" The words stuck in my throat, too weighty, too frail. His eyes widened, as comprehension dawned through the cloud of his suffering. "Kyara…" Before I could respond, a chilling chuckle resonated across the cavern, piercing through the delicate moment like a sword. "Touching," Victor drawled as he emerged from the shadows, his golden eyes glittering with wicked glee. "Truly, I am moved. But I can't let this little romance interfere with my plans.

Viktor’s expression didn’t change — but something cold flickered behind his eyes. “Oh, I hope he does.” Elena swallowed the wave of fear rising in her throat. Do not give him fear. Do not give him tears. She straightened in the chair as much as she could. “This isn’t about me.” “Everything is about you,” Viktor corrected softly. “You just don’t understand how much.” He stood and began pacing slowly in front of her. “Do you know how long I’ve studied him?” he continued. “Adrien D’Angelo. The ghost of the underworld. Untouchable. Unbreakable.”

So deep Julian could not breathe. He felt VIKTOR in his belly. He felt him in his throat. "Look at me," VIKTOR said. "I am the one inside you." Julian looked. He saw the sweat on VIKTOR’s face. He saw the dark eyes. "You killed her," Julian said. "You are inside me." "I am yours," VIKTOR said. "I am yours, Julian. Not the Syndicate’s. Yours." He grabbed Julian’s cock and stroked it. Rough. Fast.