Diana Valkyrie Novels & Stories

​With a sudden, explosive burst of muscle power, I broke into a sprinting charge. The internal dragon vitality surged through my limbs, transforming my stride into a blur of raw motion. Before the frontline vanguard could raise their spears, I slammed directly into their formation like a falling meteor. ​A wave of dense, dark crimson and black flames erupted from my palms, washing over the leading ranks. The impact sent shockwaves through the interlocking shields, tearing the heavy metal plates from the soldiers' grips and hurling them backward. ​Simultaneously, I released the full weight of my suppressed aura. A heavy, suffocating pressure radiated outward from my core, filling the hall wit

Dylan whistles under his breath, his eyes also watching Valerie. "The Gods know, we aren't innocent," Dylan chuckles. Valerie's body jolts up suddenly, ripping the sheets from her body. The group watched as the veins in her neck burned red. She's worsening. "Quick, turn her on her side!" Sophia urges, Jaxson listens, and they all watch black liquid splutter past her icy blue lips, "I think her organs are rupturing," Sophia mumbles sadly, Valerie continues to cough violently. "I can't imagine the pain she's In. Because she is both Oracle and wolf, her body heals much faster than average. As the magic kills her, her body simultaneously heals itself. Only this once, her torment is her ability t

Alice answered after a while. "So you weren't with Alastair then ... " Nick and I have known Alice for a long time. There are only a few Valkyries in this world, maybe around fourteen, maybe less. No one knows for sure. Valkyrie is the goddess of war who lived for hundreds of years, they were born from human parents or Volder. No one knows how someone could be chosen and born into this world as a Valkyrie. Many of us wanted the power of the Valkyries and hunted them down, but of course nothing worked. In the first place, the chances of encountering a Valkyrie were extremely slim ... perhaps seven billion versus fourteen? Second, nothing can beat them. Valkyrie is nicknamed the goddess of war

Xander took a seat at the table, nodded to let Kord know he was listening. Taryk and I took our seats as well. "Recording," Atlas said. Lukas' eyes crinkled at the corners as he watched my brother. A goofy looking smile flirted with his mouth. "Valkyrie began as death maidens in service to an ancient Earth religion system's god. They were the ones to travel a battlefield and select which ones got to go to Valhalla. Essentially a party palace where they get to fight, drink, and gorge themselves until the god's doomsday appears. Then they're expected to help fight with the god to destroy the bad guys."

The mist from the amethyst formed a protective circle around me – I was electric panic, reaching for my sword, but I could not see through the amethyst as suddenly, it took the shape of a woman – A Valkyrie. "Don't let your foul hands sully my girlfriend!" came a familiar voice, as close as my own heart, as Yolanda, somehow from the grave of death, had risen. She was seven feet tall, with wings and a horned helmet and battle dress, spear on her hands as she stabbed Eleleth through the heart. "For the honor of Freida!" Yolanda – was I mad? – cried, rending Eleleth open to bleed albino butterflies. He smelled of mold and mildew.

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

Diana whispered the last part, but the sharp senses of the bestial man before her heard it loud and clear. Diana did not give Dylan the chance to ask her. Her magic energy, which had been recharged fully again that she failed to notice due to her state of primal seduction, activated the Nirvana Flame as a pair of wings. And before the dazed Dylan, she flew back to where she was supposed to be. - - - - - - "Phoenix!" Diana screamed amid the rain of lightning bolts. It hit randomly, mostly hitting its own tentacles which would generate again. She was busy gliding against the dozens of tentacles. She screamed again, but this time it was at the back of her mind. 'Phoenix!'

she offered, making a desperate attempt at saving her life. Olivia moved her hand in anti-clock wise direction and the mist dissipated. She then walked over to the woman and the woman pulled her hair up revealing a mark that was etched at the nape of her neck. As she inhaled the mark caught fire. As soon as she let out her breath the fire dissuaded. Olivia immediately recognized the symbol and nodded to the other two. She was a Valkyrie, an angel like creature with super strength, fast healing abilities and consents spirits around her. Valkyries were also thought to be expert at using clairvoyance, which gave them the ability to trace the history of anyone or anything by touching an object t

“Evelyn… Who is Diana? Is it very beneficial?” “Evelyn is Alpha Ryan's subordinate, his powerful left hand, formerly known as the most bloodthirsty warrior on the battlefield. And Diana is his sister; although she rarely appears, according to the information gathered, her level is one level higher than Evelyn's." The first time Alfine spoke was to explain to Erina. "Both are known as undefeated and Black Moon's trump cards in so many battles." Erina swallowed hard; her whole body was shaking, she put her hands on several Gray as a plea for help, but he didn't seem to care much.

She had also designed a beautiful choker for Diana, featuring a sapphire in the center, which Serenity had helped fasten. The elegant piece, designed by Valerie, carried a deeply personal meaning—one only she fully understood. For Diana, at the time, it had just been about listening to a woman who needed to be heard. But for Valerie, Diana had been a lifeline in her darkest moments. "Valerie, what you gave me is beautiful. I can't even imagine how much it must've cost. You really didn't have to." "It wasn't a bother at all. It's my way of thanking you for what you did for me—and also a way to say sorry for not being at your wedding."