Gerard Valkyrie Bleach Novels & Stories

I said as I pleaded with him with my eyes. “My name is not Gavrael, it’s Zephyr.” That was his only response before he gave the command for his army to attack. As the first wave of the beasts advanced, I raised my hands and they shrieked as I blasted them off with pure light. The beasts behind that first line paused, not daring to step away from the dark shadow surrounding them into my light. The first line that I blasted was nothing more than specks of dust now. “That was just a warning shot.” I growled.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

" You do sound like a traitor, and after what happened to Donaerys, you've given me every reason to believe that you are" " Valkyrie, watch your tongue". " No, how else can we explain the fact that the werewolves attacked our key component in our fight against them, if not that there is a spy amongst us". " I have warned you enough", Valeria said, releasing his claws and standing on his feet. " What the hell do you think you can do?" Valkyrie said in anger, also standing to his feet and hitting his released claws on the poor table that never committed any crime other than keeping them apart.

Witches came to camp in the boundaries of venngreberg in disguise,vampires there were too weak to smell their presence except a little boy with special abilities called Perseus,he saw through the disguise but couldn't do anything because he was only a boy unless he goes to venngreberg and inform the king

It was an extraordinarily enchanting dance that would captivate anyone who beheld it. The Emerald Gem Zither accompanied Val's movements, transforming the subtle melodies into luminous sword rays. The sword rays interweaved and carried threads of electrifying brilliance, enhancing their allure. Suddenly, Val halted mid-dance, transforming into a streak of lightning that directly pierced the demonic figure's brow. The element of surprise was a consistent tactic employed by Val. This time was no exception. The demonic figure was caught off guard and took a direct hit, a small mark appearing on its forehead. Subsequently, it ceased all movement.

But seeing me today, glowing in silk and defiance. "Ivy, you know the Pierce bloodline is older than the Ryders. Their obsession with 'purity' and rank is even more brutal than my mother’s. They’ll never let a fallen Mercer into their den." "That’s none of your concern," I snapped. In reality, "rank" was just the shield Blake used to hide his cowardice. He didn't want to fight for me; he wanted an easy life paved with Brooks family gold. Blake’s gaze darkened, traveling over the curve of my throat. "You know, Ivy... there’s a way you can have it all back. The luxury, the protection. You don't have to starve in the gutters."

Zander said as we pulled away from the sub shop. “Well, I haven’t done any of those things, so is it possible I’m not a Valkyrie at all? Hell, maybe I’m not any type of immortal.” The whole idea was crazy, even if I had spontaneously combusted a few times, been magically put to sleep, and seen Zander’s Gargoyle face. Zander sighed. “You smell like a blueberry cobbler, that’s a Valkyrie trait.” “Are you sure you aren’t smelling my mixed berry body wash?” I really wasn’t sure how I felt about him ‘smelling’ me, even if it was a good smell. It made me wonder if he was part dog.

But before I could storm out, Zaqriel’s voice stopped me. “Valkyrie is not a man.” I turned. His eyes caught mine, blazing, stripping every shield I thought I had. “Valkyrie is a bloodline. MY bloodline.”

And she was a little loud but it wasn't like the ordinary humans around would understand what we were talking about so it was fine. Mr. Voss smiled back at her, although his expression looked stoic. "I'd rather keep my age to myself then." "Yeah, I'd rather not know. Umm, by the way, this is Val, my mate." Sage tugged me closer to her, laughing. Mr. Voss shifted his attention to me, his face was neutral so I didn't really know what to say. "I see, you're Valkyrie of the Scarred Moon. It's nice to meet you finally."