Lol Valoran Novels & Stories

By month three, weakness crept into the older members of that group; at nearly the same instant, those charges shot up forty points. That autumn - when Mom started spitting dark clots, and Dad could no longer shift into fur - the power meters at Vareth hit their highest point. Instead of factories humming or roads rising, they funneled raw current skyward. Fired through orbit straight to one place: Valerian Valley. My breath stalled. "Leon." Out of nowhere, the archive room's door slipped aside. My breath caught. The screen clicked dark as I spun toward the sound - useless now. There he stood, framed by the entrance, height alone making the space feel smaller.

We can see the activities that Marcellus is participating in because Andrew has a pen with a fixed camera in his pocket. I glance at each guy and that’s when I notice the two Oh-I-will-be-so-loyal-to-you-men. Lorenzo and Kyren. Of course, I’m not surprised at all because what else do I expect from them when they thirst only for power? They in fact wanted to be so-called loyal to me because of the power I’m holding. But ever since my brutal rejection there they are. Anyway. The door finally opens. A tall man with light stubble, brown hair, and dark brown eyes strides into the room.

Valen ordered with a cold sneer, eyes scanning the compound with disgust. Without breaking stride, he smoothly drew twin Desert Eagles from beneath his suit jacket, the steel gleaming under the estate’s harsh lights as he advanced toward Lorenzo’s front door. “You want war, Lorenzo? Fine. You’ll get it,” Valen growled, voice low and dangerous. Suddenly, one of Lorenzo’s men ran out from a side corridor. Valen fired before he could reach the door. The sharp crack of the pistol echoed as the man crumpled to the ground. From the shadows of the security room, Lorenzo’s mocking laughter cut through the chaos.

“Latent. Dormant. But it’s there. Singing under your skin.” Lirian yanked his arm back. “Let go.” Draven didn’t. He leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper. “You’re more valuable than you know, little human. Far more than a researcher. You could be the key to—” He cut himself off, smile widening. “Everything.” Lirian’s heart slammed against his ribs. He opened his mouth to shout— A low, dangerous growl filled the archive. Vaelor stood at the far end of the row, horns flaring violet, fists clenched so hard the Kragvorn plating on his knuckles cracked audibly.

“Rich territory. Loyal warriors.” He paused. “But we lack something.” Aria narrowed her eyes. “A Luna.” The warriors behind him shifted slightly. Kael continued. “I’ve heard stories about you.” His voice lowered slightly. “A woman betrayed by her own mate.” Aria’s chest tightened. “A Luna who died… and came back stronger.” He took another step closer. “Someone like that deserves more than scraps of loyalty.” Rowan growled. “You’re testing my patience.” Kael’s eyes flicked briefly to him.

In contrast to Hana's thought, Lorean shook his head, surprised by Hana's strange answer. "What if Delldora finds you special?" But Lorean decided not to speak his question. *** "Shit!" Valdo threw a vase of flowers that were neatly arranged on his desk, making white lilies arranged neatly in a vase scattered on the floor. Mixed with broken vases. "Even though I've apologized and asked you to come back to me. Is all that not enough ?. " He walked over to the lilies that were scattered on the floor. Squat down and grab a few stalks, then start kissing them.

I nod without hesitation. I don't regret it. Compared to what Valak did to me, he should count himself lucky. "You chose revenge over saving both Eldora and Earth?" Why does he say it like that? "It wasn't a choice. Valak was a narcissistic bastard, a heartless tyrant!" I'm angry with Elias's accusation. He looks so disappointed. Hopeless. "I did the world a favour by ending his rule," I spit with absolute certainty.

The thought of Ryan, a wolf so consumed by rage and ambition, on the loose sent chills down my spine. Just then, a familiar face emerged from the crowd, his stern expression marked by relief and triumph. Levi, one of our most trusted warriors, was pushing someone forward. The forceful shoving, coupled with the stark recognition in the man's eyes, confirmed my hopes. Ryan. He looked battered, his usual confident swagger reduced to a dejected slump. Gone was the arrogance and the smirk that I had so often seen. The realization that he had been captured was evident in his every move, a stark contrast to the dangerous wolf he once was.

One of my employees. Taurus….. What a bitch! You can’t speak!? I don’t know what I ever seen in you! Capris thoughts…. How arrogant of this community d***. He must not look in the mirror too often. He’s completely let himself go. Better yet he must have a bag over that crater face b****** head when he’s f****** her. I have always been that and then some. Little does he know his friends have been trying to get at me and tells me all his business. Hahahahahaha someone has been boosting him up. How pathetic?

“Let’s head out.” She had driven her SUV and I climbed into the passenger seat, throwing my bag into the back seat. Getting in, Lila started the car and pulled out. “What are you calling him? I feel like you have run out of good names? Unless you’re actually going to name him after the superheroes.” I grimaced. “No. I have been calling him Vale.” “Unlike your mate, I am not well versed in any mythology, let alone Norse.” Smiling, I shook my head. “Vale was the son of Odin who avenged the death of his brother. He also was said to grow to full adulthood in a day.”