Ali Vali Author Novels & Stories

“It was because I am a selfish man, Travis simply wanted to get back at me.” “I see…” He massaged his chin softly. “Somehow Valentina got herself involved in a love triangle, between best friends.” “That is not important right now.” I scolded and he flushed beet red, “Do you know the book Valentina always likes reading?” “Um…” He went into deep thought for a while, and then he shrugged. “I know she reads a lot of books, but I haven’t actively, tried to look at her book.” “There is this particular book, she loved to read, it’s a plain white book, and the title is Valentine’s Day.” I narrated taking the next five minutes of my time to describe just how the book looks. “The author’s name was Gu

’’ Camille was so amazed and can’t believe the stories that Ismael brought to her. We are eating together in the canteen and Ismael was kind of mesmerized by Camille and I just ignored how womanizer he is. ‘’Yes, I am about to punch that guy but Ashina already kicked his face and they ended up getting scared.’’ Ismael shared proudly like I’ve killed thousands of vampires. I shook my head. ‘’Mael, Camille is eating, stop bothering her, don’t you?’’ I uttered but he only gave me a pout and smiled to Camille again.

For a bit it was almost like hanging out with one of my besties, and not like … you know my mate’s wife. Valaria talked about growing up in Seville, Spain and how her coven kind of disbanded when her father died. She said she felt lost, and it made her weak and depressed. She happened to meet Ben when she came to Greece on vacation with her children and it was love at first sight. Yeah, I know the feeling. Until it's not. *Yeah I don’t need to hear this but get some more of that meat on the stick whatever that was,* Coral said, perking up.

But before the moment could linger, Madam Alveri stepped forward, her chin tilted high. "Greetings, Your Majesty," she said smoothly, her eyes instantly darting to the man standing next to me. Her expression stiffened. "And... isn't this the King of the North?" Valen smiled, a bright, entirely un-innocent flash of white teeth. "I am King Valen of the North, Madam. A pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"I just don't understand how one Alpha would have been so heartless to dispose of so many children simply because he is either having fun, not wanting kids, or can't bear that they turned out to be girls." "It makes no sense that he is the only one then. There must be more people involved with him. The more I stay here, the more I discover a lot of disgusting things about our people. How are they even better than the Lycanis?" "I sincerely have no idea. It's frustrating. If I ever get the chance to step out of here, my mission would be to discover who that Alpha is and choke the life out of him." After a few more topics to talk about, Valen exited for the night. Before then, he burned the pa

She walks close to Alvah and whispered, “who is he?” “Melzi, Leo’s new assistant.” “But what about Salai?” “Well, there’s two of them now.” She twitched her head to the side and looked at the man who have just arrived. Compared to Salai, Melzi looked boyish. He has this face that could ruin every woman if only he lived in her generation. Both weren’t exquisitely handsome, but when you take a very good look at them, they will definitely take your breath away. They have eyes that could launch a thousand ships, the same way that Helen of Troy did.

I rolled my eyes and moved toward another tree, leaning against it as I folded my arms. "Why are you always on Alaric's land anyway?" I looked at him. "Don't you have somewhere else to be?" The moment the words left my mouth, I worried that it sounded insulting. That wasn't what I meant. I couldn't afford to annoy the one person who might actually be able to help me. Valen simply brushed it off by saying, "I'm an Alpha." I frowned. That explained absolutely nothing. He turned to look at me. "Ask me anything you want to know about Alaric."

she whispered, her voice trembling. "You will address me as Alpha do you understand that? He said, his tone filled with authority. And If you think for a single second that I married you because I loved you, you're solidly mistaken, Valeria," Valtor said to her, his words dripping with venom. "It's time you woke up." Valeria's tears, which had been welling up in her eyes, began to fall freely, streaming down her cheeks. "Why then did you marry me?" she asked, her voice shaking with confusion and curiosity.

asked Helena. She didn't want other things to come uninvited. While she was in a daydream, someone came up to her and sat down with a dull, bent face as if he had finished crying. Helena raised her eyebrows, then tried to fix her position. "I'm Valir, the younger cousin of Vale." The man stretched out his hand and Helena shook it. "Helena, friend of Vale." Helena felt awkward between them, Helena had never seen Valir before, so she couldn't give him condolences either, Helena wasn't the type to get along with new people easily.

Every small movement against the ruined sheets sent sparks shooting through her overstimulated body. She should have locked the door. She should have cast every protective ward she knew. Instead, she picked up her phone with trembling fingers and sent another message. This time to Valeria. Valeria was different from Lena, taller, colder, a renowned rope artist and sadist who ran exclusive private sessions for the city’s most powerful women. She and Giselle had clashed many times, always with Giselle coming out on top. Valeria had never hidden her desire to one day see the arrogant witch on her knees.