Shadowhunters Valentine Novels & Stories

Not when Ace’s safety hung on my silence. So I made sure she found what she was looking for. I sent false reports. I left coded notes where her spies would “accidentally” find them. Notes detailing Santini’s meetings with the rogue shifters. Notes about weapons transfers that didn’t exist. She swallowed every word. Or so I thought By the fourth week, I realized Valentina had sent someone new, not one of her usual spies, but one of her knights. Knights weren’t human. They weren’t fully vampyre either. They were something in between, monsters molded by loyalty and obsession.

She hardly knew what lied in front of her, The task keeping her alive, keeping them alive. Valentine sent a mental who asking if it was time. A waste of good fight. She could be such a fun killer. I nodded in approval and watched her intentionally let them win. The black one bit hard into her leg, a pain that shot through me considering we shared the merge. I manage to keep my curses unheard. Some tasks were worth more than petty revenge. The savages saw this as an opportunity to deal a finishing blow. I witnessed them pounce on Valentine and sink their fangs into her like she was another of their meal.

With a trembling smile, she searched his eyes, and then she asked, "Can I keep you?" Before touching her lips to his, and with a muffled groan Shadow crushed her to him, deepening the kiss, as his heart beat to the rhythm of the mate bond coiling around them. As Camille was lifted past him, hidden by his spell, Valenar conjured another gust of wind, blowing more dirt into her face, and smiled as he watched the soul mates reconnect.

"Werewolves have mates; a partner the moon goddess chooses just for us. They are the other half of our souls. You are my heart and soul, Vivian. I've been missing both my heart and soul since the morning you ran away." I am leaning into his touch, savoring every second of his body pressing against mine as his breath continues to wash over me, as well as that comforting feeling that is bleeding out of him and into me. He is rocking slightly, swaying to some imaginary beat. After a few more minutes of swaying, Valentine lifts me in his arms and carries me over to the truck he drove here in. I should probably be concerned about him abducting me, or what Ben is doing with Marvel right now, but a

It glowed faintly from within. The Origin Book grew warm once again. Valerie understood immediately. This was the destination shown on the map. She reached forward carefully. The instant her fingers touched the crystal, the world dissolved around her. She did not lose consciousness. Instead, memories unfolded with astonishing clarity. She witnessed the final days of the first Vane. He did not die believing his brother hated him. He died believing reconciliation remained possible. Only after his death did the younger brother seize control of the Blood Oath. Valerie watched him rewrite ancient records.

Valerie felt overly irritated, is he here to prosecute her or what? "So you're a…vampire…. how old are you really?" His question shocked her, how did he know about that? How? How much does he know? "Ummm….what?" Valerie tried to act like she's clueless, "What are you talking about?" Tyler maintained his straight face, "I know….I overheard my mom and Lynn, they said you're a vampire." Tyler politely said; Valerie's mouth was wide, her eyes became round, she was stunned. 'How does Lynn know about that?.... Anna, she must have told her, Anna, just you wait.' Valerie thought to herself, at that moment she felt disappointed in her sister, she lost all the trust she had in her sister. If she had a

Despite her efforts to be good, she was never accepted. But as fate has it, when she was twelve, she met Rehan, the prince of the second most powerful vampire clan. She fell in love with him at first sight, chasing him like a fool for years. But Rehan never showed any interest in her, not even sparing her a glance. But then Naina entered their lives, Rehan's heart was stolen. She captivated everyone with her charm and grace, leaving Shanaya in the shadows. Despite her desperate attempts to win their love, Shanaya was met with nothing but disdain.

I whispered back, my voice barely above a whisper. We sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, I felt a sense of completeness wash over me. I knew that I had found my soulmate in Helios, and I'll keep on praying our love would last a lifetime. I lay there, basking in the warmth of Helios's love, my mind began to wander to the past. I thought about Rohan, Helios's former Alpha neighbor and rival. They had once fought over Valerie's love, but in the end, she had chosen neither of them. She had mated with another guy, and I couldn't help but wonder why Helios and Rohan couldn't just put the past behind them.

I yelled at on of my domestic valet, he nodded and hurried to get the job done. I can hardly breathe or concentrate, I pace the room anxiously waiting, I fucking hate being link to a mate that I did not choose! The moon goddess plays the most annoying games when it comes to linking werewolf I bet she thinks it’s funny linking me to this pathetic she-wolf that I would have to sacrificed, I bet she thinks it would change things that I would somehow change my mind about having Valencia sacrificed, if that is her thought then she is sorely mistaken, I have had a full century to think about it, I’ve been around for a long long time and after my first mate was murdered in cold blood, after those y

A woman’s voice, gentle and raw, whispering as his newborn body burned with unnatural fire: “Ix vel’ara zha. Kai thrak’eth nex ix, ix-lir kharuun.” “I love you… be strong for me, my little warrior.” His mother’s final gift. The Shadow Queen. Her death hadn’t been for nothing. And now, after all this time, he wasn’t the only one marked by that place. Not the only one broken… or built for more. He closed the file gently, rage and clarity thrumming beneath his skin. His flame danced wilder, answering the beast inside him.