Ac Valhalla Going Deeper Novels & Stories

The air rushed from her lungs in a short, ragged gasp, tasting instantly of the black soot and chemical sulfur drifting up from the lower valley’s bombardment. "The crown doesn't give you muscle, girl," Varga growled, advancing through the drift, his massive boots churning the pristine white powder into a dirty, gray mire. He raised the axe above his head, his chest heaving as the silver fur along his spine stood rigid, his alpha aura expanding until the air around him felt heavy, hot, and suffocating. "It only makes you a larger target for those who actually understand the law of the mountain."

Seeking Deeper Fantasy is set in Stark city, where Corey Lawson, a 31 years old faces challenges as he discovers that the woman he is in love with, Kisha Prime, is the reason his whole childhood became a nightmare. Driven by resilience, he takes Legacy Woodwork to a greater height. Kisha Prime, a 25 years old, raised by her stepfather Morgan Lawson, the man who abandons his family to be with his one true love, Marla. Sharing deep memories together of life, but unfortunately are not allowed to be together because of the hatred between both families. Robert Prime, deeply in love with Marla orchestrated a wedge between Morgan and Marla by getting married to her against her will. Mor

Victor growled through the mind link once more. Tania weaved the shadows. The vampires used bursts of speed to take out as many wolves as they could before leaping onto high brunches. I had lost my brother and Quade in the mix but I spotted a white wolf blanketed in purple flames easily. "We can't do this forever," I told Victor as I dodged the dripping fangs of a rogue, making to run left but dashing right a the last minute so the rogue missed my hind legs. I wasn't fighting. I was avoiding. I was surviving. I was blocking out the horror I felt from just snuffing out someone's life.

Tyr whispered to himself. He reached to her beloved's hands and clasped them into hers. His eyes began to glisten once more as he summon the energy of nature, gathering all the elemental planes, even those that are not within the boundaries of his ability. Earth, water, fire, wind, and sky. The paraelemental, even the quaiselemental energies had responded to his call. The entire Valhalla had begun to shake. This is therefore his one last blow, he doesn't care.

I should just be thankful that I wasn’t being tortured like my brothers who must be suffering in Lucian’s people’s hands. “During the day, if Alpha doesn’t ask you to serve him, you will work under me and help the servants. You are not to make a single mistake. Do you understand, Elisa?” “Yes, I do…” I replied in a low voice. Vallenshire is the biggest wolf city in Europe consisting of twelve districts. Every district belongs to a pack and is led by one alpha, and our pack, Moonblaze, is in the sixth district. Back when my father was still the ruler, some of our people always fear of being seized by packs from another district due to poor ruling. But now with Lucian and his great warriors, I

He tried to sink his teeth into my neck, but as his mouth neared my skin, a shockwave of golden energy blasted him backward. He hit the altar with a sickening thud, the stone cracking under his weight. “Then we kill the Alpha,” Valerius spat, wiping blood from his lip. He looked at the hag. “Find him.” The hag cackled, a sound like dry leaves. “He is already coming, Valerius. Can you not feel it? The mountain is shaking. He has entered the Vault of the First.” Valerius froze. For the first time since they’d captured me, I saw a flicker of real, fear in his eyes.

However, I kept quiet and watched and eventually took a glass of water and gulped it down my throat. Annoyingly, she turned back. It was at that point that Alpha Kelly heard her footsteps and raised his head; before he could say a word, she disappeared out of sight. “W..wh..is she?” I eventually found myself asking him. “You don't have to worry about her. What is your name?” he asked, staring into my eyes. “Valera!” I responded in a low, soft voice. “Do you care for a glass of wine?” he asked to reach out to one of the big bottles of colored red water.

The clouds part, and beneath me is the valley of my kin. Once, it sang with laughter. Now it screams. I hover in horror as I watch the valley below; silver scales dulled by blood, wings snapped at their joints, tails twisted in death. My brothers. My sisters. My mother with her crest of pale gold. My father, his eyes frozen wide. All still. All dead. I land, or maybe I fall. “Myriad,” I whisper, naming one. Then another. “Valka. Soren. Ereth…”

The blades of the helicopter sliced through the night air, a rhythmic thwup-thwup-thwup that vibrated in Vespera’s chest. She sat in the leather passenger seat, wearing a noise-canceling headset. Below them, the glittering grid of Neo-Veridia was shrinking. The Hale Fortress, the ruins of the Thorne factory, the hospital where Elara lay screaming—it all looked like a toy set from up here. "Where are we going?" Vespera asked into the microphone. "You said we needed to discuss the next phase of the acquisition strategy."

"The link, it's still there. If I fall, I take the Hive with me. I can end it." "No! I didn't save you just to let you play the martyr!" I pulled with everything I had, my Silver fire lashing out like a tether. I hauled him up, both of us collapsing into the freezing mud of the pass. We lay there, gasping, as the black vortex below imploded. A final, earth-shaking roar erupted from the depths as Julian’s body now a bloated, blackened husk of a thousand souls was dragged down into the pressurized depths of the Second Vale.