Romans & histoires What Was Victoria's Power In Twilight

“Julia has a *blood bond* with the Darklord. That connection makes her vulnerable—he could manipulate her in ways we can’t even predict.” I clenched my fists at my sides. The idea of him having even the *slightest* hold over me sent a ripple of disgust through my veins. “Not the Julia you’re seeing now,” Victoria interjected, her voice firm. She stepped in front of me, facing the witches head-on. “She doesn’t act on impulse anymore. She stayed in a room with him and still… he *couldn’t* control her.” Her eyes flicked to mine, and there was something fierce in them—something that said she believed in me, despite everything.

Maybe later, when she saw her grandson, she'd change her attitude toward Victoria and finally accept us. She truly believed an Omega Luna would weaken my power. She couldn't have been more wrong. I don't need my wife's status to be the one in charge, and soon even the King would have to recognize her as my rightful Luna... he was next on my list. In fact, the second I thought about him and Leandro Vasiliev, it almost felt like a warning. Days later, while I was putting my own house in order and stamping out the last sparks of rebellion in the packs controlled by the traitorous Elders, word reached me that turned fate in my favor once again.

CHAPTER -1: **Victoriana's POV** In the early morning, I barely get to yawn and take a glimpse of morning sunlight I'm carried away at the speed of light by the servant wolves and I find myself ending up in our gym. My brother Victor Jones always awaits me for giving me hardcore training until my skin is scalded. I've been getting this difficult training since the beginning of my 17th birthday and must continue until my Wolf doesn't wake up.

Her mouth actually dropped open in total disbelief for a few seconds. But then, the shock quickly turned to mischief. A slow, highly calculated, and cruel smile spread across Victoria's bright red lips. Her reaction was kind of annoying and not confusing to me at all because I knew exactly what Victoria was planning. She was looking for a way to get the white wolf so that they could use all of my abilities and torture me for her own personal gain. Victoria would not let me go either way. Whether I was just a stray guest or the legendary wolf, she hated me and wanted to completely control me. The place was brimming with so much politics and power struggles. Everyone was pointing, glaring, and

She actually let out a sharp, genuine laugh right in my face, her eyes glittering with a terrifying, malicious amusement. "You really do not understand who you are dealing with, do you, Jordan?" Victoria explained coldly, reaching up to aggressively straighten the lapel of my expensive suit jacket. "I do not care about love, affection, or your pathetic, brooding temper tantrums. I am here for absolute, undisputed power, and nothing you say or do will ever terrify me enough to walk away from the Southern Pack throne."

Aurora rolled her beautiful eyes before saying "Alright..the reason why I'm here is to tell you that. I saw a vision and the bottom line is that you should protect that cutie you are keeping. I know you are already doing little by letting her stay in your home but Seb, you have to do more than that. If it be possible, be with her 24/7 because Mike has already found a way to her mind. He can control her or pester her if he wants. But I'm pretty sure that if you are always with her, there's a low chance of that happening" Aurora is both a dark fae and witch. She had the power to see things before they happen, read people's mind and control people with just a word. She is a power house when it

She walks over to the curtains, and she draws them up, which barely does anything to the room because there’s no sun in this kingdom. After opening up all the curtains, she stands in front of me with a grin on her face. “I am Victoria Smirnov, and since Lissa will not be available. May she rest well in the afterlife. I will be your new handmaid.” “Oh,” I say, and while she was speaking, I had the duvet wrapped around my body like I’m nude underneath the covers. My panties are down. “Nice to meet you,” I say to her. She’s older than Lissa, she’s tall, and slim like most vampires, raven dark hair, diamond-shaped face and a motherly smile.

“Was it all for money?” The words felt heavy in the cold of the night. Even though she had fallen to the ground in a pool of her own blood, Victoria still held a kind of power that her uncle and his family could not match as they stood before her, proud and arrogant in their proper suits. But the suits were stained with her blood. The feeling of being inferior never left him. Even after he had slit her stomach and left her bleeding to death, she was still looking at him with the same disgusting expression, as if he were a pest not worth her attention.

so many years and the time has come and he has finally found her. There was still so much she needed to explain to Kiara. So much to tell her about her beautiful mother and how she sacrificed everything for her and her coven. She would have not ever married that abusive bastard King of the Vampires if it wasn’t for him already killing her own beautiful mother. My sister Isabel lost her life all because that man wanted more power and tried to use our coven. He threatened to kill more if my beautiful niece, his mate didn’t give in to his demands of marriage. The man didn’t care about his mate, he just wanted control of his mates coven. That’s when my niece, Olivia decided to give in to the ma