A Valiant Life Novels & Stories

In the end, I couldn't bring myself to tell her the truth. "Alicia has an urgent mission to complete. She'll be back once the mission is over…" "At your dad's funeral, she vowed to devote her life to repaying the debt she owed the Kane family," Aunt Sharon cried out emotionally. Five years ago, a raging fire occurred, one that filled half the sky with smoke. Dad had already withdrawn to safety, but when the authorities were checking to see who'd made it out, he realized Alicia Carter was nowhere to be found. He dashed through the fleeing crowd and went back into the burning building to save the unconscious Alicia, shielding her with his own body. When a steel beam came crashing down, he bore

He showed no intention of getting it. When he saw me propping up on my elbows and stretching my body across his to get the device, he groaned, “Let it ring, Raina.” Ignoring him, I snatched it and answered it. “Hi Valiant, what’s up?” “Oh God,” Valen utter a plaintive groan, turning on his side. “Oh, hey Luna,” Valiant answered brightly. “How’s your morning?” “Call me, Raina. We’re practically family,” I replied, “And my morning is great.”

The voice laughed. No. I know you perfectly. Valerie leaned closer to the camera. This empire exists because my mother died protecting the truth. She straightened. I will not kill it to save one life. Ethan stared at her. Valerie continued. I will save both. The voice fell silent. The timer kept counting down. Vivian smiled faintly on screen. Valerie. Valerie’s eyes burned. Hold on. The feed cut abruptly. The timer vanished. Ethan turned to her.

Breaking off the kiss Reece wanted to ask her about the abduction but could see that she was near passing out so he removed himself from her body and laid on his side watching her safely drift off. **** Once Valiant was sleep he called Dylan to the fire pit in the cactus garden. "What's up cuz?" Dylan round the corner with two whiskey tumblers in hand. He passed one to his cousin as he sat next to him while the fire blazed. "Thank you for treating Valiant. She said that you cared for her well." "Yeah, don't mention it. It's my job." They clicked glasses before taking a swallow of the hard liquor. "So she's the baby mother of that cute little heir huh? That's beautiful!"

"Don’t mess with me brother! May I remind you that you are still lucky to be alive, if Val hadn’t have helped you through your shit you would’ve been dead along time ago. Don’t tempt me brother, cause this time I will not hesitate in putting a bullet though you!" Vallea slowly came round for the first time in months, years she finally found herself alone in the room that they had given her when they had taken her form the cottage in the mountains after they had tortured her, but not once had she given into them. She was so much stronger than that. She has to be to live to life for her daughter so she could be reunited with her one day. She yawned pulling herself up off the bed walking toward

"One more mistake again and he will become a monster again. And I absolutely, without any question, do not want to return to that dark, cruel world, where people's lives mean absolutely nothing. Killing becomes a way of life, where there is only blood, guts, and murder in revenge. I don't want to go back. I simply want to live a normal life in peace, like every other normal girl dreams of." With pleading eyes, Valarie turns to Arthur, her voice thick with suppressed emotion. She steps back, body language screaming for escape from that which could be. Her face falls, evoking a touch of sadness and understanding, as he probably knows Valarie's fears aren't baseless and that her desire for a ge

“Or he has already started preparing.” Both Val and I shuddered at the thought. War meant nothing to men like them, but it affected people like us more. Val, who had been in the police department for two years, would have to clean up, answer the press, and be called a bystander for not helping the helpless, even with no actual fault. “Anyway,” her face lit up, “how does Vitale look? I couldn’t even get a picture of Adonis. Honestly, I was a little tired after Elias.”

Lucian Victor delivered the file about alpha Valen on my desk by seven in the morning. I read through it twice. Valen Ashford. Alpha of a pack situated in the eastern territory and thirty two years old. He took the Alpha position at twenty two after the Alpha and adopted stepped down. He is respected among the council with no outstanding disputes with neighbouring territories. That was the surface. Underneath it was more interesting. His pack was attacked when he was seven years old. It was a coordinated hit on the pack house that took both his parents and left the pack in chaos. Valen survived because he had been taken to a neighbouring pack for a school program that week. His younger siste

“Aunt Val, please. It’s not what you think. I wanted this. I begged him. I know it’s wrong, but I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop.” Aunt Valerie looked devastated as she should. I don't expect her to be alright, not after all this. “You’re both going to destroy yourselves,” she said, her voice pained. “And if there really is a baby…” she trailed off. “What kind of life is that going to have?” The wind howled outside, as if agreeing with her. I felt like crap. Kane stood up, tall and imposing. “We’re surviving, and we’re going to keep surviving. You can either help us or stay out of it.” he said, and Aunt Val gasped.

The crack in his crown sealed itself, but slower this time. “You’re powerful,” he admitted. “Stronger than your mother at your age. Stronger than I expected.” He looked at Damian. “And you chose him. A wolf with no rank. That’s… unprecedented.” Damian didn’t let go of Luna’s hand. “We don’t need your approval.” “No,” Valen agreed. “But you need me to leave.” He snapped his fingers. Outside, the army stopped burning the forest. The red fire died. “I came for a bride,” Valen said. “But I’ll settle for a treaty. For now.”