Yuri X Victor Novels & Stories

Teeth nipped, tongue invaded, and Alex moaned into it despite himself, hands fisting in Victor’s shirt. “You’re mine,” Victor rasped against his lips, loud enough for Marcus to hear. “Not his. Not anyone’s. Mine.” He spun Alex around, bending him over the edge of the desk right there in front of his half-brother. Papers scattered. One of the damning photos fluttered to the floor. “Victor—wait—not here—” Alex gasped, but Victor was already yanking his jeans down, exposing him completely. “Here,” Victor snarled. “Right in front of him. So he knows exactly who this ass belongs to.” He spat on his hand, slicked himself quickly, and pushed in with one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt in

Ethan groaned, hand fisting her hair. Victor shoved her skirt up, spread her thighs, and drove into her from behind in one hard thrust. She moaned around Ethan’s shaft, the vibration ripping through him. Victor fucked her relentlessly, deep, punishing strokes that rocked her forward onto Ethan’s cock. The wet slap of skin filled the room. Ethan watched Victor’s face, flushed, eyes dark, lips parted. Watched the way his hips snapped, the way his suit jacket hung open now, shirt untucked. Victor pulled out suddenly and spun Remy onto her back across the desk. Papers scattered. He dropped between her thighs, buried his face in her pussy, tongue lashing her clit while his fingers plunged deep. H

Tamayo had been fretting over not having an excuse to beat Yuri up, but here was his chance. “Haha, you’re asking for this!” Tamayo laughed and swung his fist at Yuri. Yuri had a grim look on his face. He felt resentful, so there was no way he would back down now. Their fists collided with a bam, and Yuri kept retreating as he felt Tamayo’s level—he was a mature energy fighter! Tamayo took a slight step back as well, widening his eyes at Yuri’s inner energy strength.

Victor pulled out only long enough to flip her onto her back, legs shoved wide. Liana climbed up, straddling Elena reverse, facing Victor. She reached back, spread herself open so Victor could watch as she sank down onto Elena’s waiting tongue again. Victor groaned, lined up, and thrust into Liana in one brutal motion. The force rocked her forward, grinding her clit against Elena’s chin.

' "Ah..." Finally, Albert was the first to react. He looked dubiously at Yuri. "Honorable Goddess of Light, you must be joking. You killed Crescent Moon Principality Army's commander-in-chief, Eric, with just a single strike, and many people saw it. Who else can be so powerful?" Yuri's lovely face was solemn. "I'm not the Goddess of Light! My real name is Yuri, and my cultivation strength is completely different from the saint energy. Therefore, it may seem a little weird to all of you."

Serine *** "Guys I think we have company." Both heads snapped towards my direction and I was welcomed with a cough from Sarah. I smirked. "The universe seems to speaking to you guys." Levine smirked. I glared at her, sending her precious middle fingers with my eyes. Turns out, that the guys were here too. Yup. Alexander, David, Darek and Angelo. Angelo who was awfully quiet and right as I thought about him, our eyes locked. His dimple showed and right then and there I saw his paper white teeth. I smiled back. "Ahem," someone cleared their throat and I look to see that it was none other than Alexander.

"Victor, we will fight this battle with conviction, but we will also seek a path to healing. I cannot let my desire for power destroy the last remnants of our bond. We will confront Uriah, but we will also confront our own demons." Victor's smile mirrored my resolve, a beacon of reassurance in the face of uncertainty. "Together, we will navigate this treacherous path, not just as allies, but as partners in reclaiming what was lost. Let us remember that our true strength lies not in domination, but in the ability to find common ground and restore harmony."

Victor just shrugged a little. "It is only bad if you get in trouble." He moved the whiskey around in his glass. "The person is Alex Morgan ." It was quiet for a seconds. Then Chris said slowly. "Alex?" Victors smile got a little bigger. "Yes." He leaned forward a little. "I know you and Alex Morgan have a history." Chris's voice got a little angry. "What do you want me to do to Alex Morgan?" Victor's answer was easy. "Help me ruin Alex Morgan's life."

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That question only deepened when a new alert lit up the grid. “Incoming encrypted message. From: Victor Lang. Priority: Black Level” I opened the file. A video flickered to life —Victor, seated in a high-rise room bathed in sunset light. Calm. Unbothered. Triumphant. “Hello, Elena,” he said. I didn’t move. Neither did Damien. Victor leaned forward. “You’ve been busy. Bleeding my accounts, ruining my alliances, even dancing with Nakamura. I expected nothing less.”

"I have connections, Victor. Powerful allies." Victor's eyes narrowed. "Who?" Xandros hesitated before speaking. "The Russians." Victor's expression turned thoughtful. "The Russians... That's a bold move." Xandros's confidence returned. "With their backing, we can take down the Smiths." ********************************