High Valyrian Book Novels & Stories

He says under his breath. The hallways of the Valadin are covered with paintings and portraits of both the old world and the new one they have created. There are multiple pictures of churches and forests that make up the long hallways. The current ruling family of the Valadins each has its own stainless glass picture that makes up the windows. On the way to the king’s room, there are the children of the Valadins. Rory Valadin is the oldest of two. The picture depicts the teenager in black leather armor in the same fashion as the guards of the fort. His hair is brown and half shaved from his head. On the shaved part of his skull is burned like someone dropped a torched upon that one side of h

The Monster’s Blood The throne room doors slammed open. Smoke spilled in first. Then came the figure—tall, cloaked in black, blood red armor glinting beneath fur-lined shoulders. His eyes glowed the same color as the fire Elira had just unleashed—gold licked with crimson. Not just power. Ancient. Twisted. Hybrid. Valen. But he wasn’t the man she’d met in the dark council chamber. Not anymore. This version had fangs.

Sandra's Pov I was taken by surprise when I saw the delicious food on the table, the pangs in my belly intensified at the sweet savoury smell hit my nostrils. I have known Xanvier to be a good cook, and I also know that he only cooks whenever he has plans for a steamy night. I stare at his hazel eyes silently thanking him for being in my life. I am at the stage where I needed a distraction and he's provided that, even without asking. My swelled with so much love for him.

Valir still has to find the cause of Vale's death, as a cousin who is very close to him, he does not accept Vale's death without a cause. Valir remembered the past with Vale, they both promised to become noble mages and work for the kingdom, unfortunately all those dreams together had to be destroyed. Valir woke up from his sleep when he heard the sound of a crow in the back window of his room, he rolled up his sleeves and took out a small sword. Silently he approached the crow in the front yard of his house, grabbed his neck and stabbed him with a knife.

I turned around to see a female roughly 5'5 with black hair, a male around 7ft with dirty blonde hair, and Jayce as well. "What a wonderful performance to turn up to. You definitely don't take disrespect lightly, do you, Sutton Nightshade?" The female says "Who are you? What do you want? And what the fuck are you up to, Jayce, you useless idiot?" I snapped. "Sorry how rude of me, I am Bellatrix Nevermore. Next to me is Ragnar Stonemountain. You all have a choice to make. Join Ragnar and help him to avenge his clan for what your ancestor did or we kill you all. Join us and destroy the one is called Serenity. What will your choice be?" Bellatrix says.

Picking up the hem of her dress, she scurried the short distance to the little door. The sacred library of Valeria seemed to have been built far earlier than the rest of the other buildings. Brilliantly constructed to resemble the shape of the opened page of some book with symbols, with blocks of sculpted grey stone, it nestled alongside the great hall and reminded Savannah of a book of magic, towering over the smaller, new heathens. It boasted of a tiny water fountain, surrounded by a block of books. Drawing her scarf over her head, she gulped and turned open the huge twisted-iron ring in the arched door and shoved it open. It swung inward with a groan.

Wolfsbane, designed to incapacitate wolves and Lycans. My heart jumps as he slams the needle right into my neck. The effect of the potion is immediate. My muscles all spasm before freezing, and slowly I can feel myself starting to slip away. But as I fall to the floor with the men standing around me, I realize that they are not Humans. And they know that neither am I. * * * Valeria’s POV “Where’s daddy?” Edith asks as I push him and Emmett into the back of the bullet proof van. “Why are we leaving him?”

" 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.

She thought she could just move on from me, from us, and find happiness with some stranger? I felt a snarl building in my throat as I watched Helios's eyes flash with anger, his fists clenched at his sides. He was ready to defend Valerie, to protect her from me. But I wasn't afraid. I was Rohan, the alpha, and I wouldn't back down. Not when it came to Valerie. Not when it came to my pack. I took a step forward, my eyes locked on Valerie, who was still smiling and laughing with that man, oblivious to the danger building around her.

“I love you too. Both of you.” Valen yawned again, and his tiny fingers wrapped around Darius’s thumb. I felt the bond so strongly I thought my heart might burst. I reached out and touched Valen’s forehead, feeling the soft warmth. He was so vulnerable, so small, yet I sensed his power. He was ours, a perfect mixture of Rivenborn and Lycan. A being I both feared and adored. A sudden wave of dizziness washed over me. My vision swam. I tried to focus on Valen’s face, that tiny upturned nose, those delicate fingers. But the room tilted. I gasped and Darius caught me, his arms strong around me.