Gotham Valerie Vale Novels & Stories

Put that gun down and get on your knees before I personally strip the skin off your bones. Valerie did not look at the radio. She did not even look toward the smoking outer gates where the distant headlights of the Blackwood vehicles were cutting through the heavy rain. Instead, she stared down at the shivering, defeated Beta with an ice cold calm that made the surrounding bikers quiet down. You really think he is here for you, Jace? Valerie asked, her voice quiet but carrying perfectly through the quiet yard. She turned the heavy silver revolver in her hand, letting the wet metal catch the red light of the emergency sirens.

Jolene picking up the phone to know that she’s alive was the first step in breaking free from here, her father would do the rest after hearing that she called to let them know that she’s alive. “I need to use the restroom.” Valerie said, standing up from her chair and snatched the phone immediately from the vanity, and left her room as the stylist had no idea what she just did. Once she was out and managed to reach the living room, since that was the only place that was without cameras or so she thought. The other places in the house have cameras, including her own room she only hoped that before she gets caught that she’s done using the phone. “No, please!” Valerie said in disappointment wh

"Valerie's patience is over." Valerie stepped forward, her hand on Dominic's. "Dominic Lombardi," she said, her voice cold. "Mafia King Dominic Lombardi. That's all you are." Dominic's eyes blazed. He released Dr. Thompson, grasping Valerie's hair. He pointed the gun at her temple. "Do it, Dominic," Valerie dared. "I'll be happy if you pull the trigger. Death is better than you." Dominic's slap sent Valerie crashing to the floor. "You're nothing but a pathetic, weak woman," Dominic spat.

Valerie Thorne POV: Age: Sixteen. Hi. My name is Valerie. Valerie Thorne. The daughter of Victor Thorne and Leah Spencer. Since I was a child, I got everything I ever wanted. Be it toys, clothes, or extravagant gifts in the world. My father ensured the world bent to my will, and my mother? Well, she made sure I always looked perfect. But no one ever asked what I truly wanted. And right now? I wanted him.

She walked up to the gates and the securities let her in after she told them she was here for an interview. The place was beautiful, garden was on both side, a fountain was in the middle and a large pool at the side. "Impressive" Shay said to herself. She reached the door and touch the doorbell, in splits second it was open by a beautiful lady, black straight hair, brown eyes, cream skin color and dressed in a maid uniform. "Good morning I'm Shay Valentine, I'm here for a interview with.... She pause didn't get his name. " Mr Hyin" she finished off for Shay "Good morning I'm Patrice the maid, you can come in" she added sweetly.

I ordered. "Okay boss" they replied simultaneously and walked over to where Valerie was chained to the wall and began losing the chains tied to her already red skinny hands. "Where are you taking her off to, Boss?" one of my men asked curiously. "Don't ask questions and just do what I say" I replied coldly. "mhp" I heard Valerie whimper in pain as I watched her eyes blink open, adjusting to her surroundings. "What's going on? are you finally going to let me go?" she asked excitedly, a bright gleam in her eyes but it was obvious she was extremely weak and tired.

I did not give them a chance to explain or say anything, I got up and pushed them out roughly, ignoring their explanation and struggles. Valerie was facing more challenges than she can handle. Liam showed up while Shane was trying to force himself on her, and the two were busy struggling to get her to accept either one of them. They got into a fight for my woman, I laughed so hard when they not got physical and started hitting each other. But while they fought like lunatics, I noticed that Valerie was not feeling okay. She was struggling to stand on her feet, and I knew immediately that something was seriously wrong with her. She seems to be getting weaker by the minute, and before I could

Valerie, unfazed, replied, "I guess I'll take my chances then. Tell me the code. I'm counting up to three. If you don't tell me, I'm going to blow your brains out." Andre coolly responded, "Alright, be my guest. I won't tell you the code. Shoot me, if you have the guts Valerie stared at him for a while, and to his surprise, she cocked the gun and pulled the trigger.

But she just let me go and made my body fall to the cold and hard floor. Vera was as shocked as I was. She clenched her fists and barked. “Valerie, what have you done? Kill her before she takes Hugo and those around you! She is a Stealer! She is trash!” Valerie turned to Vera and roared horribly. "Get out!" Vera was grinding her teeth but she followed Valerie's words. I shuffled backward out of fright. Valerie was silent for a moment and then turned to me, looking at me with disappointed yet hurt eyes. I felt bad because of that.

Rhea said, walking alongside her. Valerie halted, shutting her eyes for a brief moment before glancing at Rhea. "Are you planning to follow me all day?" Her voice carried a hint of irritation. "Huh? I just... sigh... I thought it’d be nice to talk since Morty isn’t around," Rhea replied. "Where is she then?" "She mentioned she was out with Klaus to clear her head or something." Valerie swept her shoulder-length messy hair back and leaned against the wall. "I got the weapon from my best friend in high school," Valerie began, while Rhea listened intently. "He was the most brilliant person I’ve ever known, a machine whiz who could solve mathematical problems with his eyes closed." A fleeting sm