A Valiant Life Novels & Stories

He didn’t raise his voice. “Then let’s make it clear,” he said, stepping closer until he and Malchor were nearly chest to chest. “This woman—this human you sneer at—has walked through death. Has bled for Lyria. Has faced beasts you hide behind your walls to avoid. And she still stood beside me.” Valen leaned in. “She will not be called a whore in my court. Or a breeder” Malchor opened his mouth, maybe to argue, maybe to spit. I’ll never know. Because Valen moved.

I'm sure God didn't create them to be so wicked. My destination? Back home. To reclaim what should have rightfully been mine in my past life, but my ignorance has made me lose it. "I hope you have been refreshed?" Valour says the moment I walk into the living room. He's in his usual spot in the living room—on his king-size chair, reading the fake news in the paper.

Now all I had left was this tiny person growing inside me and I would rather die out from exhaustion than give him or myself away into Scarlet Blood hands. Valent was right behind me, the only person left on my side, the only reminder of my happy life, my pack I just found. And I prayed that a miracle would happen and the Scarlet bloods would drop dead where they stood, before they reached our safe rooms with the women and kids. And get a chance to rip more families apart. I could feel Valent's worry and frustration. He wanted to fight, he wanted to make sure his mate was ok, but instead he was here with me, running away like some cowards. But just like me, he was doing his duty, doing what

Did he not feel the growing need I felt? “And where does life go from here Eva?” Valen asked softly, his mismatched eyes boring into mine as he implored me to understand what he was going through mentally. “My life isn’t here, it’s back in my home, at my hospital. My life is with my daughter and Michele-“

Matilda was stunned beyond speech, and the only thing she could think of saying was, "Life is not an endless cruise down the strip. I would rather you calm down a little before making a hasty decision." "You're wrong. All of you are. My decision is a very right one and I've thought about it for so long. "No. Not entirely, and you know it. You know that deep down what you're planning to do is dangerous, but nonetheless, you want to risk it." Alex said, smiling a little as he inclined his head, hoping to cool her off. "I understand, Val. And I'm..." "I don't want your apology," Val quickly shot in. Her voice glittered with ice. She couldn't let Alex blackmail her emotionally by apologizing. It

“I should probably introduce myself properly. I’m Valeria Castillo. Vicente’s daughter. Killian’s cousin.” “I remember,” I said quietly. She smiled slightly. “I’m not like the rest of them. I don’t think you’re some scheming spy sent to destroy the pack.” “Thank you,” I said, surprised by the warmth in her voice. “Don’t thank me yet,” Valeria said with a wry smile. “I’m just honest. And honestly? You’ve got guts. Running away from your mating ceremony, standing up to Killian’s father, surviving poison. Most people would have crumbled by now.”

Reila’s voice took me out of the woman’s arm, bringing me back to here I stood in front of her and reminding me that I was not a five year old noble from the Lycan city. I blinked at her. ‘You were so still. I didn’t know you fancied kids play.’ “You won’t truly know what you like until you try it now will you.” She frowned. ‘I think we should head back to the castle.’ “I just dismissed my mate because I did not want to be in the castle.” ‘Does this have anything to do with Valerie?’ I liked the way she divided my life based on my alias’ “Valerie is always going to be a part of me, I thought if I pushed her under the rug I could finally live a life that I choose… but that’s not going to happ

Liam whistled low, shaking his head. "Shit. The great Alexander Valente never lets anyone tag along." Roman turned to Juliana. "You must be really special if he's breaking his own rules for you." Juliana flushed, then recovered fast. "Oh yeah?" She tilted her chin up, glancing at me. "I thought I was just a pawn in his game." Liam snorted, barely holding in a laugh. Roman grinned, looking between us like he had just uncovered a scandal. "Pawn? Sweetheart, if you were just a pawn, he would've thrown you to Marco weeks ago."

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

Alba said firmly. Alba would not be willing to live a life of darkness, fear, and the possibility of being caught by the Palmore family at any time. She would rather die. “Alba, where there is life, there is hope. As long as you are alive, there is hope.” “No! Grandpa Val, you know me, You know I’m not going to live a life where I’m struggling whilst at death's door.” “You… Gosh…” Valerio sighed, not knowing what to say.