A Valiant Life Novels & Stories

"I told myself a hundred times that I would keep away. I told myself I would protect you from what I am. But you... you're a fire, Kiarra. And I am completely done trying to survive the winter without you." "Then don't," Kiarra breathed, her earthy eyes reflecting the dark fire in his. She reached up, her thumb lightly tracing the sharp line of his lower lip, feeling the slight, dangerous edge of his fangs. "I don't need protection from the man who keeps my woodpile stacked. I want the warlord who belongs by my hearth." A slow, breathless, and incredibly wicked smile broke through Valarian’s rugged features. The absolute certainty in her voice completely eradicated the last lingering remnant

It crashed on the table and Gwenevere caught sight of it. She hated this scene. Here they were again, begging for mercy from people. Life was just a mess! No, no, she had begged God not to allow her family to go through this kind of catastrophe and degradation again. Instead of there to be a lifting up, there was always more burden to carry. It was beginning to seem to Gwenevere like life didn't have any solution to their problems. The whole of her heart yearned for transformation. Her soul screamed for peace, her spirit cried for salvation.

Addressing me for the first time in months. “You don’t have to be if you just leave now and let me deal with this.” “You don’t have to anymore. Just promise me you’ll keep yourself safe, always.” Valerie wasn’t upset with me anymore. I know that that is what mates do for each other. They’;re willing to lay down their own lives for one another, and even though I was touched, I could not allow her to forsake her own life for mine. Not when my life without her felt as meaningless and unworthy as it did.

She controlled the flow of life itself. Her phone vibrated. A message from her father: “The island is compromised. We must move faster.” Valeria’s eyes flashed. “Then let the world watch the pieces fall. I’ll rebuild from the ashes—stronger, smarter, unstoppable.” She rose, her silhouette sharp against the dim light. “They want war? I will give them war,

She searched his face, looking for some sign of reassurance, but the words escaped her with an edge of disbelief in her voice when she said, "Will you guarantee that he'll remain the same changed man?" Arthur opened his mouth to respond, but Valarie cut him off, sending words tumbling from her lips. "He's not!" she said. "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

When he was done introducing himself, he throws a wave at me to do the same. “Greetings! Alphas and the honorable Council Elders. My name is Valerie from the land of the weak pack. I have a father, mother, and lovely friends who value me but I don't even know if they are still alive or dead by now. I am here to defend myself and life" I introduced myself, I had intended to make it calmly and unemotional but I didn't know when I had tears in my eyes. I just had to bow my face slightly as a form of my respect for the Alphas and Elders and seize from talking the more"

“Guess who showed up at the gate demanding to see you right away? It’s your favorite reporter and she’s waiting for a response.” “No.” Irritation flashed. “I refuse to talk to that female again.” “She’s being adamant. She’s threatening to headline the morning’s paper with news of a Species getting married to a human at Reservation.” He walked into the living room and paced. “It doesn’t matter. Tammy told her friends and it was bound to get out that Valiant married her. They were already photographed together when she was kidnapped and the team tracked her and rescued her. I expected this to happen.”

"Caspian, let me go. I'm not doing this!" He ignored her, his gaze determined as he ordered the doctor, "Start the transfusion, now!" The doctor hesitated. "Alpha Caspian, she doesn't appear to be a Fighter. This poison is extremely potent. Even Fighters might not be able to withstand it. If you let her take it, her wolf could sustain permanent damage. Are you sure you want to proceed?" Caspian didn't hesitate. "She's just a low-ranking Omega anyway. She doesn't need to fight. There's no time. Do it."

She writes to say that the fourth book — specifically the first movement, the description of the woman who was not unhappy and did not know that not-unhappy was insufficient — saved her life in the sense that the word is never quite right for but the only word available: it gave her the understanding she needed at the moment she needed it to begin her own second life. She does not say what her second life looks like. She says only: I understood the quality of what I was not choosing. And then I chose. Valentina reads the letter twice. She writes back the same day. She writes: I am glad the book found you at the right time. The book was written from fifty years of living what it describes. Th

'Life is a lone wolf, scratching out a living with teeth and claws and a heart of stone.' 🌹🌹 Athena and Vala (Part 2) 🌹🌹 Ignoring her thoughts and focusing on Ruthless. "Deal?" "Solve the puzzle first." Ruthless said, crossing his arms across his chest as he waited. "Go on." His cold voice prompted Vala to face the rocks. She made to move forward when a slight breeze blew and a beautiful lady appeared in front of her, pushing her back.