Vim And Victor Novels & Stories

They would roast him easily and it was too early for him to die. Aaron chuckled at Arthur's reply and shook his head. He nonchalantly swished his hand as if to dismiss what Arthur has just claimed. With an albeit insincere apologetic smile, he elaborated, "Victor is short for Victory. I may have shortened her name to Victor so that you'd agree to her using your room." His lips curved into a wide grin, exposing his pearly white teeth to his brother.

He tilted his head, studying me like I was some math problem he half-remembered how to solve. “Just kidding,” he said with a scoff, eyes narrowing just slightly. “Liora, right?” Then he spat on the ground near my feet, scraping it in with the sole of his boot like my name was something dirty. I didn’t flinch. I gave a small nod, barely noticeable, more to myself than anyone else. “We’ve come this far without a single problem, sweet pie,” Victor said coolly, leaning one shoulder against the alley wall. “So can you tell me why the hell haven’t I been credited for the past two weeks?”

he threatened “But they will never find you… not even your corpse” Victor said, Eja knew what that meant “It’s a shame that we couldn’t waork together because you failed to see the big picture… and right now you are a virus in my computer (clicks tongue thrice) and I don’t like virus” Victor stepped backwards “Let the antivirus do the job” Victor walked away…

Victor looks seen starting to get up from his seat and say again to himself ; "Because Liem I just realized how beautiful this Monster Forest actually has its own mystery in this forest that I haven't even seen and know so far" said Victor. "Thank you friends for opening my eyes to the masterpiece of God that has been near my life" said Victor who began to seem to understand Liem who likes to be adventurous on his own. … In another place in the second world. Looks like Viki who is seen sleeping soundly then suddenly Vika comes to wake Viki by jumping onto the bed.

I smiled to myself, time to remind them exactly who this house belonged to now. I found Victor first. He sat behind his massive mahogany desk, sleeves rolled up, exposing those powerful tattooed forearms. His laptop was open, and he was on a video call, voice low and commanding as he discussed quarterly projections and a hostile takeover bid on a smaller tech firm. The Kane empire never slept.

Victor walked around him slowly, inspecting him like livestock. “Not bad,” Victor murmured. “Good ass. Tight. You’ve never been fucked, have you?” Liam’s face burned with humiliation. “I… I’m not gay.” Victor laughed, low and dangerous. He stepped close, towering over Liam. His big hand cupped Liam’s ass cheek, squeezing possessively. “You will be. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for cock. My cock.” Liam’s breath hitched as Victor’s thick finger traced down his crack, brushing over his virgin hole. The touch sent unwanted sparks through his body.

I’m getting there, Starfish, we have a breach on the eastern side of the territory. Euan and I are surrounded. I love you. I say before cutting the mind link. You ready for this Junie? Ready whenever you are Covey. It’s time to kick some rogue ass.

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."

After alighting to open the door for Frost, Leo took a step towards the hotel before hearing his boss calling out. "Did you remember to take care of the emendations in the contract? Asked Frost. Leo gave a nod and they proceeded to the reception area. Even before inquiring, the receptionist, in a light red blazer and matching pleated skirt, went forward and, with a slight bow, asked if they were there to see Mr. Vanross. Leo affirmed, and the receptionist led them towards the special elevator that would take them up to the rooftop where Mr. Vanross, popularly known as Mr. V, was waiting for them.

His attention moved between my face and Camille’s leg with powerful focus. “You’re bleeding” he said to Camille. “And you.” His eyes found me. “You had your firsf shift, mid-fight with no training. You should be dead. Both of you should be dead.” “Thank you for the assessment” I managed, my teeth chattering. Something flickered at the corner of his mouth. “Who are you?” I asked, wrapping my arms around myself. “Victor” he said simply, like the single word should mean something to me which it might have if I’d had any point of reference at all for pack politics beyond my own. “Alpha of Black Diamond.”