Diana The Valkyrie Sister Novels & Stories

“You can kill me now, or I’ll keep fighting until my last breath.” Augus chuckled. “How could I kill you? You carry the most precious blood in Tiryn—the blood of Diana, the greatest wizard in history. The blood of healing and resurrection.” “Oh, you don’t know, do you?” Augus said, his eyes glinting with amusement as he watched Sylvia’s frown deepen. “It seems my dear brother Darren kept this from you. Fascinating. Resurrection, Sylvia. Diana possessed that ability, not just healing. That’s why she was the greatest wizard in Tiryn. Do you think she drained herself just to heal?”

When Valkyr was almost out of sight he called out, “Thank you!” He leaned against the wall as he contemplated what just played out between him and the vampire. Things were getting serious. It wouldn’t be long before the vampires would know that his wife was the sister of their precious witch. He was surprised that they didn’t already know. Maybe they did and were playing him; like he was with them. After all, as far as he knew, Louella was under the impression that Davina had been burned in the witch’s fire. Perhaps Valkyr was digging around to see if he was aware of his wife’s untimely and excruciating death.

Oh, wait, I know who—this red-haired bitch over here would. I could taste iron at every corner of my mouth, my back aching from the slightest movement but I swallowed hard on the pain. “You…” she said, pointing at me while trying to catch her breath. " You're Mia, right? The daughter of Ray Valisteen, AKA the Valisteen Princess?” “Who's asking?" I said, trying to keep my voice struggling to sound calm and mocking but cracked a little while biting back the pain.

I could see how Genevieve was raging in anger; with that, she attempted to move closer to her, but Valerie was already boiling hot and threw a slap first. “You witch!” Genevieve held her face as she spat; she wasn’t going to back down, and she wanted to slap Valerie back, and I got up swiftly to hold her hand. “Have you lost your mind!?” I yelled at Genevieve, my grip firm. “You will not lay your hands on a Valour; she is superior to you in any way.” She glared at me; her eyes were filled with a mixture of anger and hurt. “You think you can control everything, Damian? She hit me first! And yet you support her because she’s your sister.”

Goddess, what all had she been through? “Imeela, I mean you absolutely no harm. Sadira was my sister. I do not know if you remember me, but my name is Valis. We thought that you had died when the coven was attacked. If I had known that you survived, then I would have searched the entire earth for you. Word spread that the entire Precoza line was no more. Please believe me,” he pleaded with her. She searched his face for any hint of deceit, but there was none. Slowly, she walked over to the counter and set the knife down.

"But you did pass the test." He stood up, moving beside me to sit on a log of wood I hadn't noticed before. "What are you talking about?" I asked in confusion as he pulled out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket. "I knew you would do something like that, Valerie. You're feisty and very predictable. Did you ever stop to think if that knife was truly silver?" He stared at my surprised expression as I tried to recall the events of that day. "No, you didn't. But you made me realize you're capable of killing Val. I always thought you were putting on a feisty façade. But now I know you would really do anything to keep your sister safe and avenge your parents. Which makes you even more qualifie

she began pacing back and forth. “Athena, please,” he stood next to his sister. “You are 14, Cleon,” this is one of the very few occasions where she took his full name. “I know how old I am, Theia. All I am saying is I want to save you,” he was getting angry too. Why is his sister being so uncooperative? But little did the teenager know, she was trying to save his life.

Once they were out of sight, I downed the mead and breathed a sigh of relief. I joined the others by the fire; they were talking about their plans for the night. I was half listening as my mind drifted and started thinking about my mom and the past. I stared into the flames as I drank my mead, my memories taking shape as the fire acted them out. No one but Thana and the Gods knew about my past, it was just as much hers as well as mine. They hid our history from stories and myths. Thana and I were the only born Valkyrie in existence, mostly because Valkyries did not procreate. Our mother was Brynhild she was one of the most famous Valkyries in history, and one of the most shamed.

She stuttered, not caring about the liquid entering her mouth anymore, and also not knowing where the strength to talk had come from. "When you tried to run, when you foolishly tried to follow your sister who is ten times stronger and more powerful than you, you had no idea what you were doing right?" Helene asked, the sarcastic tone evident in her voice, and her daughters Princess and Bianca chuckled loudly. "Daciana... Oh mom what have you done?" Diana was here. Daciana felt like crying tears of joy, as she heard Diana approach her, her feets shuffling rushing towards her, and in seconds she felt Diana's hands around her as she gathered her in her arms.

I asked with a tentative smile and a heavy feeling in my chest. “What – that - it’s got something to do with me!” She wiped her eyes furiously. “It’s – Valens is - he’s like a brother to me, okay?” She jutted out her chin. If Dami had been the one with him, would she have reacted like this? I doubt that and she was his actual sister. “It has nothing to do with you and I’m surprised you’re this worked up,” I responded. “My mate and I already discussed what happened so there’s no need to worry yourself.”