Beyblade Victory Valkyrie Novels & Stories

Dusk-Blades—weapons designed to sever the connection between a shifter and their primordial form. Valerius stepped in front of Lyra. His nine tails expanded to their full length, glowing with a violent royal amethyst light. He looked like a god of war carved from starlight. "Stay in the van, Lyra," he said softly. The clingy vulnerability from earlier was gone. This was the man who had conquered three star systems before his twentieth birthday. "Valerius, your runes—they're bleeding!” Lyra screamed. He didn't care. The violet light intensified, the floor beneath him cracked under the weight of his power. He moved.

“No, Valerie. I do not hate you. On the contrary, I love you so much. You are my only child and I do not want you to suffer. That is why you see me fighting for you this way. Cordy is bad news for you” “HOWWWWW. That is the million-dollar question that never gets answered.” “You are just seventeen, OZ, and you know nothing about life…” “I am a seventeen-year-old wolf who wolfed out on her 16th birthday. An early bloomer; same goes for Cordy. We both feel the attraction and we are very sure that we are meant for each other. I’d like to think that the moon goddess knows all ''. I picked up my purse and took my 3-inch shoe lying beside me.

The crack generated spread toward the walls, and the room shook again. Valerie landed on the ground. She raised her hand, and a large golden spear materialized in her right palm. She swung her arm forward, throwing the spare at Anima with her werewolf strength. The spear flew at an incredible speed, whistling as it tore through the air. Anima quickly leaned backwards, and the spear flew past her. She rose back up and smiled at Valerie. Valerie stepped back in fear as she saw the look on her face.

Outside, Kael moved. Not fast. Not wild. But absolute. His claws surged forward, cutting through the silver light not by overpowering it— But by passing through it. Breaking its rhythm. Shattering its precision. Valric raised his blade to counter— But for the first time— He was too late. The strike landed. Clean. Direct. Final. The silver energy fractured. Cracked— Then shattered outward like glass under pressure. The storm collapsed instantly. The force of it rippled outward, then—

"I am the northern council! You are a plague that needs to be wiped out!" He lunged forward with blinding speed, thrusting the blade straight toward my chest in a frantic, lethal strike meant to end it all. I didn't dodge. I raised my bare hand. When the edge of his blade connected with my palm, there was no sound of tearing flesh. Instead, a blinding burst of violet energy exploded outward, absorbing the kinetic force entirely. A violent tremor shot up Valerian’s arms, shattering his blade into a thousand glittering shards of metal that rained down into the blood-stained snow.

he said as he started it up. “You suck,” I said, but he was apparently ignoring me. “Valkyries have cat-like reflexes, and their emotions are directly tied to lightning. They can also make a shrieking noise that can easily deafen anyone’s eardrums,” Zander said as we pulled away from the sub shop.

The dead never did. Sera turned off the light and lay in the darkness, too exhausted to sleep, too numb to cry. Tomorrow she'd be invisible again. She'd blend into the background, learn more, position herself for future moves. But eventually-soon-she'd step out of the shadows. And when she did, Alpha Kael Stormridge wouldn't know what hit him until it was far too late.

Whereas Valerie. She is a strong luna, and she will be a strong breeder for my heir, soon after I take control and regain my throne. Valerie is something else entirely. Not just strength but control. Even in her fury, there’s purpose behind every strike, every movement calculated like she was born for battle and bred for war. The man beneath her isn’t just being beaten. He is being beaten the shit straight to hell. And she’s doing it without hesitation. It was obvious at first glance how he seemed like a little cuckoo in the head. He has that look in his eyes, obsessed and crazed for my soon to be mate. Too bad he is never going to claim her because I am.

Laine stopped for a moment before smiling, “If doing everything you say would make me stay with you forever, I would gladly follow you.” I kissed her forehead before twirling her, “I am happy to hear that, I promise you, we would be.” Laine looked pleased, I’d like to keep it that way. I would need her skills and expertise from now on. Just you wait, Kyrie. A time will come when I can punish you for all the things you are doing right now. You will come straight running towards me, begging me to take you back. I am sure of it. Valkyrie Behati

“I made you famous, I made you powerful, I made you rich and invincible and you aren’t even grateful enough to appreciate the times when we worked as a team.” “You made me a beast,” I said in grief. “Now, I’m just a villain in every wolf storybook. The anti-hero to every little wolf-child.” “Stop crying over spilt milk, Blade. There’s nothing you can do anymore, all the efforts you’ve made in the past three years turned out fruitless and when I eventually take control, I would make sure the world never forgets The Ripper.” “I’m sure you’re excited.” I said with a defeated voice.