Novel & Cerita Miss Valkyrie's Come Back

Then, I looked Devin in the eye and suggested, “Devín, you should go back to your family in Ivoneu.” Now that the baby was gone and I was disfigured, chances that Devin’s parents would accept me into their family were next to nil. The only fate I had left was to go down to hell with Amora, that wretched woman! Devin held my hand tightly. “What are you talking about? Even if we have to return to Ivoneu, we should go together. As for Goldhill Corporation…” A sinister look shone in his eyes. “There’s going to be a shakeup.”

VALKYRIE A blissful night had past and a new day cycled through Saturday once again. I recalled yesterday's event in my mate's house with her friends. After their sweet moment, Ava came home and found her vase broken into pieces on the ground. She was so livid at us, mentioning how much she valued it because apparently, it was a gift from her mother. Unfortunately, we didn't get to sleep over in Sage's last night. We had no choice but to go home. Though that didn't stop me to jump over Sage's balcony and kissed her later that night.

Xander took a seat at the table, nodded to let Kord know he was listening. Taryk and I took our seats as well. "Recording," Atlas said. Lukas' eyes crinkled at the corners as he watched my brother. A goofy looking smile flirted with his mouth. "Valkyrie began as death maidens in service to an ancient Earth religion system's god. They were the ones to travel a battlefield and select which ones got to go to Valhalla. Essentially a party palace where they get to fight, drink, and gorge themselves until the god's doomsday appears. Then they're expected to help fight with the god to destroy the bad guys."

Alice pressed again, seemingly looking for the answer she wanted. Greg looked hesitant. "After that...we have to accept Vlad's anger, of course." "You haven't thought that far," Alice replied while nodding. "Is that why you need me? To fight Vlad?" "Well...if you want to help, I would be very grateful. But actually, we want to ask for your help regarding Valkyrie information. We need information about the birth of a new Valkyrie," Greg explained. "I can't tell you," Alice automatically replied. "Everything related to Valkyrie is a secret that we must keep."

“I don’t want to lose this peace.” “Then carry it with you,” he whispered. “You’re not that lost girl anymore. And whatever storm’s waiting out there, I’m in it with you.” She smiled faintly. “Always know what to say, huh?” “Just when it matters.” Later, as the stars emerged above the California coast, Valeria stepped back onto the balcony, phone in hand. She typed a quick message to Kim. VALERIA: Book the gala. I'll be there. And let's begin making plans for my return once I'm back in two weeks.

I looked at Valerie for a second, watching as she closed her eyes before looking away from me. “What do you mean by coming back from the ashes?” I asked, looking at my mate. Her eyes avoided mine, and I could see her chewing the inside of her mouth as she tried finding the right words to say. Her heart raced, and I could tell that she knew that whatever she was going to tell me was going to be something that I didn’t like. “Valerie…” “It started with fire, Alessandro.” She said, stopping me. “To end things, I am going to have to come back from fire.”

And even when dad mentioned that the girl is Maverick's mate, the only girl that still came to my mind us, Valerie Keller. I may be wrong, but if my guess is correct, then Valerie Keller is the last healer that everyone has been waiting for.

She replied, her fingers intertwined as she spoke in an enchanting voice. “Misunderstood?” I chuckled humorlessly. “Go on, deny it.” I hissed out in anger. “I see, the thirst for revenge must’ve clouded your senses.” She responded with a light chuckle. “Valerie, I would never pleasure in watching you suffer, in watching my people be at each other’s neck.” She paused and took a few steps towards me before continuing. “I did not send you back for revenge, I never did.” “Then why did you send me back? To watch my enemies live their lives happily like nothing ever happened?”

Valerie closed the file, expression unreadable, pulse steady, mind already calculating the fallout and counterstrike. Eclipse wasn’t the beginning, it was the trapdoor, and as her jet lifted into the night, cutting through clouds toward Paris, Valerie Sinclair understood one brutal truth: The past hadn’t come back to haunt her, it had come back to collect, but this time, this time she would decide who paid.

With this thought, the decision to find and destroy Nolan got stronger. Valerie put Reign’s face towards the screen, and a smile spread across my lips. “Hey, Baby.” “Reign. Dada,” Valerie prompted her. I smiled, “Did you trouble Mommy?” “Raven,” Valerie’s threatening voice came. I looked at her, “What’s it?” “When are you coming back?” She asked. “One week,” I answered. “You better come,” She said, “Soon. And Alive.” I nodded, “I will.” She hummed and disconnected the call.