Ali Vali Author Novels & Stories

Beside her, Valeria appeared again. “Oh, Alpha Prince Alistair,” she said with a small smile. How on earth did she recognize me? Her eyes shifted between Elara and me, and Elara and she stared back at me. “I’ve heard a lot about you, even though you are practically invisible,” she stretched her hand towards me. I took it, shaking her slightly. Elara looked unbothered, not even staring at us, and that slightly made my stomach sink. “I’m Valeria…daughter of Alpha Valex.”

Ariel’s face went pale, her hand gripping her lipstick tightly. "Julian Vane is a lot of things," Valeria continued, her voice dropping to a dangerous, quiet calm. "But he has never belonged to anyone. Not five years ago, and definitely not to a girl who has to threaten reporters just to keep his attention. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a story to write. And trust me... you don't want to be the main character in it." Valeria walked toward the door, her white heels clicking confidently against the tile floor. She grabbed the handle, her hand perfectly steady, before she paused and looked back at the furious woman in the mirror.

The mention of Valerian's name gave the little group a small discomfort, no matter how best they tried to mask it. Valerian was one of the best and strongest werewolves alive, he is considered in some quarters as a legend. Only he could beat either Alpha Xavier and Alpha Emrys. "I see, please settle in. I had the pleasure of inviting the leaders of the different kingdoms who are part of the alliance." "Oh!" I gave them a second look and started guessing their origin from their outfit and persona. "You are all welcome."

"Is that really all she is to you?" Val's hands gripped the railing in front of him, knuckles white with tension. His eyes never left Alisha as she moved through her cooldown stretches, oblivious to the weight of his stare. The silence stretched. One second. Two. Five. He didn't answer. And in that silence, I had my answer. Val Phils Alpha of the strongest pack in the territory, keeper of ancient bloodlines, guardian of prophecies, had fallen completely, irrevocably in love with a woman who would leave him the moment her children were safe.

Do you realise the councils have the right to lock you up? You won’t see the daylight ever again,” she said, and Valeria smiled.“You councils have limited power. You can’t lock me up unless the gods and goddesses approve it. There is no petition against me yet, so you can’t do anything,” she said, and I was surprised. How does she know this?“And what if we get the petition done?” She asked.“Who is going to sign it? Are you forgetting the gods and goddesses are rebelling against you all? You don’t deserve to sit on such a throne. You are all filled with hypocrites, and let’s not forget your relationship with Vladimir. He is committing so many atrocities and doing all sorts of evil, and you d

Ryan said "Well it was just last night that I figured I was Alexander's mate." Valentina said "What?" Ryan asked almost flaring up "Yes I was his mate and he rejected me, I guess he was ashamed of me since I was a maid with no roots and all." "..." "I of course, accepted his rejection because I can't be mated or have anything to do with someone whose family were involved in massacring my entire family." Valentina said "So he knows who you are?" Ryan asked

my voice cracked as tears ran hot down my face, “you swore to me, Valrik! Every night in my bed, every time you looked at me and called me yours! Were those lies too? Was it all just some cruel game to you?” Valrik’s smile widened, cruel and pitiless. “Finally, she asks the right question." He let out a mocking chuckle. “I never broke the bond, Kaelis. Why would I? You never once gave me an heir, Kaelis. And without an heir, you’re useless to me." Rage broke through my grief. “Don’t you dare twist this, Valrik! You would be nothing without me. It was my counsel, my strategies that won us the council’s respect. I strengthened the pack while you swung your sword like a brute. I carved your pat

“Well Fuck!” Valaria was not one to swear, but this situation she had gotten herself into? This called for an F-Bomb or two. Valaria was sent here by the council, to gather Intel on the new family in town, this wouldn't usually sound that interesting but Valaria, The Council, The King and The Company were all a very particular kind of person, They were shifters, Panther Shifters. This new family she was sent to investigate? Well they were Wolves and one of them had just stopped inches away from the shrub she was hiding in on their land so you see a Fuck! Is most definitely needed.

Zelia wrapped her arms around his neck as His Majesty wrapped his arms on her waist as they continued kissing until they're out of breath. Zelia flicked his forehead, "Are you trying to suffocate me, Valerian?!" His Majesty froze, as his eyes widened, "What did you just say?" Zelia look at him weirdly, "Are you trying to suffocate me, Valerian—Holy mother, your name is Valerian?!"She asked as her eyes widened. His Majesty nodded his head as he hug her tightly, "Yes, 'mi lady." END OF CHAPTER 33

“Oi, you the new stable lad?” Valia’s gaze darted downward, voice quick, gruff and formal, just like a young servant anxious to please. “Yes, sir. I was told to report for a three-day post. One of the stable lads… fell ill.” A faint smirk threatened to tug at her lips as she thought, *courtesy of my own hand.* "Where is your recommendation letter?" The man asked, his hand outstretched. "It's here" She handed the letter over to him as her mind went back to a few days past.