Vincent Valentine Transformation Novels & Stories

Valentine scoffed aloud. Maybe his father was the ringmaster, but he foolishly kept faith in the wild beasts of the jungle. No one even realized how under his nose, they slowly started digging his grave. But the sad thing is he wasn’t buried alone. With him, the entire family was laid six feet underground. One of those coffins held Valentine’s soul as well. It was connected to his mother. The cold acts of a demon corrupted his humanity and sowed seeds of vengeance in his heart. In place of kind-hearted, he transformed into a ruthless bastard.

Those amethyst eyes sweep across the battlefield with cold satisfaction. "All I want is my pretty little slave." His voice carries effortlessly over the carnage. "Hand her over, and the rest of you don't have to die." Vincent shifts. The transformation is violent, bones cracking, reforming. He stands there in human form, naked and covered in blood. Some of it his. Most of it not. He doesn't flinch. Doesn't back down even an inch. "You'll have to kill me first." The words are simple. Absolute.

And slowly, I believed him. Elena visited often. She spoiled my daughter with toys and sweets, fussed over me with soups and teas, and looked at Vincent with a mixture of pride and disbelief—as though she, too, still marveled at the man he had become. One night, after dinner, she touched my hand across the table. “You’re not just my daughter-in-law, Valentina,” she said gently. “You’re my daughter. And you’ve given my son the greatest gift: a chance to grow into the man he was meant to be. Thank you.”

I don’t have anything grand to offer him but he was pretty honest about how he enjoyed the moment with me. When I got into Yhannie’s apartment, I was so shocked to see Valentine and he seemed like he aged pretty quickly when I know I just saw him with Dominic last month. And then it turned out that the guy wasn’t actually Valentine. It was Vincent, Valentine’s older brother. He looked exactly like Valentine except that he was older and a lot less muscular. Soon enough, I learned that Vincent lived at the same building as Yhannie.

Stephano's eyes glinted with unshed tears as he squeezed her hand tightly. "Wait Fiona! Where is she!?" Valerie said in alarm. She gets up abruptly but immediately freezes on her spot as the terrible pounding in her head reappears, making her scream in pain. "What's wrong Valerie? Do something doctor" Stephano ordered in panic. The doctor carefully laid Valerie back on the bed and injected her with sadective to put her to sleep. "Valerie is still adjusting to everything and because of how painful it was for her to recall memories she would need to rest a bit more in order to fully adjust to all this" the doctor explained to Stephano and Pat who were extremely worried.

“It’s such a great news!” Vincent kissed my forehead and spoke excitedly. “You are quickly adjusting to your new life, Little Swan. Although I was furious about your arrival at the pack ground, it was for the good. The scenes of execution have woken up a lycan in you.” Vincent was on cloud nine because of my progress, his mile wide smile fluttered my heart. We then enjoyed snacks together according to Doctor Sarah’s instructions. She asked me to pay more attention to my diet to speed up my transformation.

Her scowl was grim. “You sure are smug about going on a date with my boyfriend on Valentine’s Day, aren’t you? “I’m getting to strip you naked so everyone can see your true form—a shameless fox!” She seemed to have transformed into the devil upon reaching this note. Then, her laughter turned sadistic while she commanded her group, “Strip her!” Countless pairs of hands seized me and started tearing at my clothes. I used what strength I had to put my hand up to guard against them, but it was no use.

The moment Valerie announced his punishment of not wanting to be with him anymore he felt like he had lost a piece of him. After a week Valerie got discharged from the hospital and went back to the orphanage. Sean Valentino had no relationship with Valerie or any of the orphanage matters anymore. Valerie was already sold to Sinister with a written agreement. Sinister also made sure to send every month a good amount to the orphanage. He had asked the head of the orphanage to stop taking money from Valentino’s and he will handle the expenses which the owner did. A lot of things had returned to track. But there was still one thing that wasn’t ready to listen to him and come to track.

"You'd be worse than this if you had." I groan, rub my face in my hands at something else I have no clue about and don't really want to find out. "Yeahhh," She laughs. "Let's have that conversation when you're feeling a bit less like a corpse." Pushing the existential crises aside, I press further. "Are you bonded?" Valentine's expression turns horrified. "Absolutely not, bitch. I'm a Beta." The relief in her voice is extraordinary. "Thank fuck." The last of my magic drink goes down the wrong hole and I choke.

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