Sparking Valkyrie Novels & Stories

the royal priest who is one hundred and twenty years of age, praised Valerie. Valerie smiled with happiness. She has the ability to manipulate fire. They also learned that her blood has the ability to heal wounds easily. Valerie let the fire dance on her finger tips. The elderly priest is elated to see this. As the days pass by, he is becoming sure about the fact that Valerie is a golden dragon. "Blake, see this" Valerie turned to show her new found skill to her bodyguard. Now that she learned that Raphael sent him, she turned soft towards her new bodyguard.

she chuckled. Rico walked away from her, his hands on his face. “What’s up?” She chuckled nervously, walking closer. “Uh, not much, just that you’ve made like my year, with this…” “Oh come on,” she blushed, “Now you sound just like Ryan. I just agreed to come work for you. What’s the big deal about that?” “You agreed to come work for me and that means we get to start working on what is definitely going to be the greatest tv show ever, The Spark,” he stated like it was a well-known fact.

A violent pulse rippled through the cavern. A tremor of pure, undiluted power. "Alpha! What was that?!" Gamma Finn shot into the cavern, warriors trailing behind him, their weapons drawn. "I don’t know!" I barked, tension coiling in my gut. "Stay alert!" Then, all at once, the answer revealed itself. At the center of the cavern, Valkyrie stood—glowing, trembling, alive with something beyond comprehension. Golden light pulsed from her in waves, her violet eyes burning like twin flames against the darkness. The mark on her skin shimmered, shifting, alive.

Another missile streaked through the air, rocking the dropship with its blast. "Any day now, Jax," Lucas growled. "I think that's the last warning shot I'll get!" "I can't make this thing accelerate any faster!" I replied. The Prototype was steadily gaining ground, running beneath the dropship's speeding shadow. I would be in range for pickup in a few moments. I rotated my cockpit backwards as I ran, opening fire on the swarm of American, Russian and German mechs that pursued me. In the distance, a massive Valkyrie stomped out into the harbour, blue armour gleaming in the sunlight. I recognized what weapon it carried immediately.

They knew only that she delivered, and that her price was absolute discretion. Her personal comm, a heavily modified slab of black crystal, chimed with a unique, soft tone. Not a client. This was a different channel, one tied to the few legitimate fronts she maintained. She was, on paper, a freelance data archaeologist and systems consultant. She swiped the message open. It wasn’t text. It was an immersive sigil, a shifting, three-dimensional emblem of a stylized Valkyrie helmet superimposed over a spinning galaxy. VALHALLA ENTERTAINMENTS: INVITATION TO PARADIGM

All I was able to notice was, we went up the mountain path Kent had suggested. Max stopped only when we reached pebbled grounds. He got up, balancing on his two hind legs, dropping me on my back in the process. This caused me to look up at the gray and black castle that stood before me. It had countless steeples and each of them had a red flag with a black wolf stitched within it. From the windows I could see, I saw designs of red and green glass with a candle dancing right in the center. It looked majestic. “Took you both a while.” Kent was already here, wearing yet another fur coat, giving me a devilish smile.

Without delay, he shortened his speech and within moments, declared his acceptance: “I, Emory Saint, accept the role of Alpha of the Fire Stone Pack. I will guard it with my life and ensure peace and harmony for all who are part of or accepted into this pack.” As he spoke, a strange tingling coursed through my body. Sparks of electricity seemed to ignite within me, and my eyes turned a brighter, more piercing blue. Angora rushed onto the podium, standing directly in front of me as my eyes slowly returned to normal. We didn’t want the pack to see what was happening just yet—we needed to understand why Matthias had kept this secret all these years.

There was only one way that I could stop them. “Get out of the cave now!” I shouted at Ashton and the other guy. “Lina, I can’t leave you alone here”, Ashton said. “Go! I’ll find you”, I told him. When they had exited the cave, I stepped back and used my super heat vision on the fuel that was flowing from the jet’s fuel tank. The fire caught quickly and spread to the jet. It exploded in a quick manner before they managed to escape. I tried to be as quickly as I could and before I could get out of the cave, the force from the explosion threw me out of the cave.

Just like a brother giving advice to his sister not to spend too much money. “You're so stiff, Nico.” Celine frowned. “I want a cozy place inside Shiro.” “Does Miss Celine like the new type of Porche? There's a white color variant like the one you like,” interjected Franky, who had been inserting an offer to exchange Celine's old type for the new one. “No. I'm not interested. It's a precious gift that I must keep with all my heart and soul.” Celine shook her hair lightly. “I just want this one,” she said pointing to what she had wanted from the beginning. “I've told you the smallest details, right?”

Lucas asked and he poked Evan’s chubby cheek, making him giggle. “Nothing, just a walk in the park, he was awake, so I took him along.” Austin replied, while removing his coat. “Lu!” Evan exclaimed in Lucas’s arms, as he slapped a maple leaf on his forehead, probably too excited to show him. “Oh, so you brought a gift for me.” The raven haired retrieved the beautifully shaded leaf, and his eyes widened to see how the leaf had all three colours, green, ochre and red in an extraordinary blend.