Loba X Valkyrie Novels & Stories

The sky was no longer a sanctuary; it was a killing jar. The S-99 Valkyrie transport, a marvel of Sterling engineering, felt frighteningly small against the backdrop of the behemoth that had just de-cloaked in front of them. The Ouroboros airship—a rigid-hull stealth cruiser named The Leviathan in the dark web whispers—blotted out the sun. It was a monolith of matte-black radar-absorbent material, shaped like a spearhead, bristling with railgun turrets that tracked the battered transport with predatory precision.

Leo was shredding every rogue he could lay hands on to pieces but it seems they were more than expected as they keep coming out from the bushes and we're attacking. Valerie was scared as she wished no one to get hurt. Suddenly, she started experience weird feelings in her body and all of a sudden, the world became dark. While the rogues we're attacking, Leo kept fighting, he knew they were much but he was willing to kill them all for the sake of his mate. All of a sudden, a whirlwind blew it's way into the fight and everyone stopped on their tracks and turned to the direction of the whirlwind. Out of the bush appeared Valerie. Leo was dumbfounded, Valerie looked differently, and she was no l

Valerie had forever been the voice of reason, the person who could see the bigger picture when Scar was dazed by his pride and hardheadedness. Together, they dashed into the conflict, their strong structures carving a way through the tumult. Scar's huge jaws braced down on the Lycaon's throat, his muscles stressing as he battled to carry the animal to the ground. Close to him, Valerie dashed and wound around, her sharp hooks leaving profound cuts in the Lycaon's flanks.

“Exactly, I researched about his Luna and I was stunned.” “Yeah, I’ve also seen her and to be honest, she’s way out of my league. She’s super gorgeous and hot with so much skills and strength.” Sandra sighed as she dropped her cellphone on her lap. “In other words, the Ripper’s pack defeats us in everything.” “How so?” She rolled her eyes. “Isn’t it quite obvious. The Ripper is way hotter and stronger than our Alpha and his Luna is more…everything than you.” “I know about the latter one being true but I doubt that the Ripper is way hotter than Dexter.”

Victoria wore obsidian scale armor that gleamed like wet blood, a short curved blade at her hip, and a cloak the color of fresh night. They joined the garrison at dusk—two hundred Valrosian soldiers in black and crimson, silent and disciplined. Raven rode behind Victoria on the same black stallion, arms around the vampire princess’s waist, the new book and her father’s tome secure in her satchel. The battlefield waited on the eastern frontier: a scorched valley where demonkin warbands had pushed through the border wards. The air stank of sulfur and burning flesh before the first horn sounded. The fight came fast and brutal.

Valerie, who glared at her sharply. Lyzza stuck out her tongue like a child. ‘Serves you right!’

Folkor says and Valory stare at him with her mouth agape and Folkor continues. "Enya, Love, this is Valory, she used to be my lead warriors, but her mate is the Beta of Jarek's pack, so she joined him." He says and Enya greet her with a shy smile and nod, but Valory who recovered from her initial shock look at her with narrowed eyes. " You are jot a dragon, wolf or anything I know" She says and look around sniffing in te air. "I don't know what any of these people are" She says suspiciously.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“We will discuss this later.” She motioned for her soldiers to follow her and headed in the direction of the sounds. When they came upon the large room, the vampires and the werewolf were still bent over while Chloe lay in a heap between them. Verona’s eyes went fiery red at the sight of a half-dozen dragons filling up the room. Her voice was rich with hostility as she hissed, “You dare step foot in Meta territory?” “Spare me,” Myriana said as she set fire to Verona with her breath.

“Well my brother was a crazy moron that somehow derived pleasure from seeing my tears…” “Apart from that… any other reason he’d want to harm you?” “Whoa..! Hold it detective. You still haven’t told why you’re asking me all these question Reila!” I chucked once, though I did not find her series of questions funny in any bit I rather found it scary. “Valerie, that routine… it’s popularly known as the ‘Lobo curse!’”