High Valyrian Book Novels & Stories

The entire world appeared to be frozen at this precise moment. Tyr’s thoughts were drawn once more into the chaotic world. Inside that chaotic world, Tyr was suspended in the air like the God that created this world. There were two books suspended above Tyr’s head. One of them was golden in color. It was the Song of the Empire that helped Tyr refine his tyrannical vitality energy. The other book was in blood red, and it was the Souleater Grimoire.

There were many things about King Akyran and Queen Ecaeris Monster Hunting academy that I hated – the food, the draughty rooms, the haughty dark elves, the mockery of the knights being amongst them – but the gauntlet easily topped that list. “You can do it, Daethie,” Valerian called out whilst exchanging a coin purse with Caraway. “She’s not going to do it,” he added to his twin. “Not even halfway.” “It’s beginning to rain,” Caraway tipped his golden head back and caught a raindrop on his tongue. His violet eyes had concave pupils like our father, something which Tarragon, Rue and Valerian hadn’t inherited in their human forms. “Makes things slippery. Two obstacles.”

Valen, Lord of the Vampires. Behind the heavy doors of his study, Valen was seated at his desk, his focus unwavering on the documents before him. The room around him was elegant in its simplicity—dark wood, rich tapestries, and the faint scent of leather and parchment filled the air. The dim lighting cast shadows across his sharp features, enhancing the undeniable beauty that had always marked him.

Most of all it meant, as the King was likely from that demon’s descendants, which will mean he was the only one who can close the doors to the Other World. “Your Majety, Your Highness. I would like to show you something.” Valerie took out the Book of Oath, causing Laylin to gasp and stiffen in surprise. She recognized the book at once. She had seen this book in the Palace library, embedded in the wall. And she saw it frequently in her nightmares… All eyes turned to her, including the King’s. He recognized the book too. Sayo had been crazy about it, saying something about the Foretold coming true so the King had agonized to get the book out of the wooden cages but wooden vines were indestruct

Being one of the originals, it was a big deal which is why she had more options than most were allowed. You’ll probably hear a lot about pure bloods through this tale. It basically means that we never mixed with mortals. Our blood is old, powerful and untainted. I really don’t get into how that’s possible. More Hail’s cup of tea as he’s the Caretaker. Boiled down this simply means Hail is my right hand, and a historian slash advisor. Roman’s my left, and Kai is kinda the legs I stand on.

It clicked open with a heavy scrape. Inside rested a single, ancient book bound in cracked, blackened leather, its cover adorned with a faded silver crest of a crowned wolf. Valerius carefully lifted the heavy book, placing it onto a wide wooden reading desk nearby. The parchment pages were yellowed and brittle with age. He turned the pages slowly, his long fingers moving with practiced reverence, until he stopped near the middle of the text. "Here," Valerius whispered. I leaned in close, my breath catching in my throat as I stared down at the dark, elegant script written in the ancient Lycan tongue. Though the words were old, Valerius began to read them aloud, translating the passage for me

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his eyes flicked open , they were white, like that of the woman chanting spells, Olivia did'nt see his eyes, cuz the lights were out, and only the red emergency light was on, when she was about to touch him, his eyes glowed red, his wolf eyes, then it went back to it's beautiful shade of Chestnut-brown. In a swift movement i unbuckled the belts that was used to tie me down, I was careful not to make any noise with it, the moment the woman standing right in front of me touched me, I grabbed her by the neck and pushed her to the wall. Olivia squirmed,trying to break free from his painful grasp, which only tightened around her neck, the more she struggled.

Azrael said after a pause before disappearing into thin air. Teleporting herself inside the cave, she looked at the large dirty blue-colored book that had violet orbs embedded on it, and couldn't help but open it to write what she saw today. It was a book she had been trying to find ever since she lost it. It was the future depicting book of the witches that would vaguely tell about their future.

Magdalena was a descendent of an Original, which put her in line for a seat on the Committee, providing she kept her addiction under control. Vympires had always dined on the blood of animal and fowl. When they arrived on earth, they did their best to coexist peacefully with man. Sadly, man wanted no part of the peace they offered. They began hunting the vympires for food. They were such a barbaric breed, they actually started to doing the same with their own kind. The human’s abhorrent act of cannibalism caused many of the vympires to rise up and retaliate. This resulted in the discovery of just how addictive the blood of a human was. Although the rumor circulated by Committee claimin