A Valiant Life Novels & Stories

Their candor must have been stabbed multiple times before it fell and shattered in the pile of dust. As the shackles were broken and people were helped out of their misery and lead towards freedom, a thought crossed Valentina’s mind. All of this became possible under Arnold’s watch. If it hadn’t been him, she would have never reached this far. Now she owes him her life and will be forever indebted to him. Her courage and confidence emerged out of the shell and straightens her spine. Of all the people in the world, her heart was stolen by a warrior of the hidden tribe. Her father often used to talk about a valiant prince and knights, but none of them could match the light of her Dark Knight.

He knew from the very first moment he smelled her that she was different. Valerie doesn't like to admit it, but she is. Grayson watched her endure so much - too much! He didn't know what made her eyes seem so fierce. Unafraid. Until he did. From having to watch Valak abuse her mother to being wrongfully thrown into a dungeon for so long to surviving on a planet she barely knew. Watching creatures hunt each other, tear each other apart, and kill each other. The Gods weren't fair to her. The creatures on Eldora weren't good to her.

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.

“Isn’t it – That’s a bit much, isn’t it?” I asked in a small voice dripping with scepticism. The wolves of Redville did not like me but won’t they hate me even more now that I had seemingly pitted them against their Alpha? “No, it’s fitting,” Valens insisted with an expression hard enough to compete with a rock. “I’ve given them a choice and that’s the best I can do for them.” If I had to describe Valens' personality with one word, it would be unyielding. He’d set his mind on this so I knew better than to argue.

he added. The Valour was a very popular and powerful name; it could never be erased no matter how hard anyone tried. Not even the child’s play Meridian was trying to pull on us could taint it. And I sure as hell wasn’t going to walk all over it because of a woman... If it was meant to be... “I’m on my way.” Then it would, and I would see her again; if not, then till never. But deep down, I wished and I wondered that someday,

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.”