Loba X Valkyrie Novels & Stories

Valerie’s eyes snapped open: dark, bloody, feral. Her hand shot up and clamped on Loren’s wrist. She twisted it....Loren screamed as a burst of red aura crackled around the joint. Valerie flipped backward, sprinted up the wall for a heartbeat, and used the momentum to throw Loren with supernatural force. CRASH! The wooden floor gave way, collapsing them both into the level below. Loren groaned, staring up at the gaping hole above them. “You said you wouldn’t hurt me,” she growled. Valerie laughed, wiping blood from her lip.

"I guess your promise can wait a little longer. Besides ... I'm sure dealing with a human like Luke Lancaster does you no good." I've never seen Alice lose control in all the time I've known her. She is a Valkyrie, if the nation has a caste then the Valkyrie caste is above Volder. Valkyries are known for their grace and ... their cold blood. Alice turned her body slowly, one hand gripping her samurai sash. A cruel smile crossed her face as she looked at Dostov, "What do you want, Konstantin?"

We didn't turn, but I could feel her in charge now, right as Valerie lunged towards me. "TRY IT!" Lisbet suddenly snarled at her, carrying all the anger we both felt, and Valerie stumbled, her eyes widening in horror as she stepped backwards again. "No.." she breathed, edging away from me again, "It's not possible.." I felt Lisbet sneering at her then, "Yess," she snarled, "And with all the power of a Lycan added into the mix." Valerie's faced drained of its remaining colour, and she suddenly fled, following Derrick and Elsie's exit.

They were hesitant, but slowly moved to let me take a look at her. Her lips were cracked but her hair was still neat. Her clothes had stains of Blood. It was a horrifying sight. And I suddenly broke down, not caring the pack members are looking at me. "Annabel...ANNABEL!" I cried. The 6 pack members shifted to their wolves and bowed to their Luna. I knew. I knew they needed to howl. "No. Don't. Stop! Don't!" I said in a hurry. They stopped in their tracks. They need to know Diana. They need to know Luna is dead. They mind-linked.

she said to herself. She looked carefully at one of the frozen warrior. At the nape of his neck, she found a round symbol with a beam of blue light in the middle. She summoned her Valkyrie weapon and shot at the nape of their necks one by one. The warriors melted down leaving behind pools of fluid metal that eventually evaporated.

“Show me if you’re worthy of the legend… or just more ashes for my collection.” The three Valentines moved as one. Rio’s golden eyes burned like twin suns as he sprinted across the blood-soaked field. Lucien and Adonis flanked him—shadows given flesh, lightning given fangs. The world seemed to blur around them, the sheer speed of their charge too fast for mortal eyes. “Enough games, witch!” Rio’s roar shattered the night. Vera’s laughter was a shrill, piercing sound that made the weaker rebels flinch. She raised both hands, weaving threads of blinding white fire. The air cracked and split—dozens of phantom rebels surged forward like a tidal wave, blocking the Valentines’ path.

“Probably because they don’t want to fight either. They looked too tired. Like they needed help more than a fight. Lyra, do you even know Song Pack’s signature color?” Caught off guard, I shrug. “No. I always thought it didn’t matter. I mean… I grew up a Running River warrior. My mate is Running River. This territory’s unfamiliar. Why would I care about a rival’s colors?” “Silver,” Bram says, with certainty. “Their color is silver.” “That’s… cool? I mean, I’ve always been partial to silver, but what does their banner color have to do with whether it’s safe to be on their land?”

“She’s an exceptional warrior, and the scar on my chest is proof of it. A true leader respects any rival stronger than themselves. Even if it’s someone they once underestimated.” “Dad! You’re siding with that bitch wolf?!” Amanda cried, her voice cracking as tears welled in her eyes. “She tricked everyone—she’s nothing but a manipulative schemer!” “Watch your mouth, Amanda!” Derek thundered. “Ella is my Luna—and I won’t let anyone disrespect her, especially you!” Derek’s eyes flared with fury. His wolf surged beneath his skin, claws extending, teeth sharpening. Anyone watching could feel it—his wolf would tear apart anyone who insulted Ella.

he said as he started it up. “You suck,” I said, but he was apparently ignoring me. “Valkyries have cat-like reflexes, and their emotions are directly tied to lightning. They can also make a shrieking noise that can easily deafen anyone’s eardrums,” Zander said as we pulled away from the sub shop.

“The past divided us. The Luna light can unite us. Scarlett’s power balances, it doesn’t conquer. If the Velvet Claw is willing, we can share knowledge. Trade. Even ally against common threats like the remaining Shadow Pack rogues.” Quietly, Jax looked between us, face giving nothing away. A moment passed before he dipped his head, just once. Not you altering her, Alpha said," But maybe it's the other way around. His eyes found mine again. Like looking at Dad, he murmured, that same hardwon belief. Staying is your choice, then. Blood wants ties that bind. Step onto our soil. Take in how we live. Allow the Velvet Claw to witness the real Luna A choice floated there, sweet yet sharp. Though th