Sparking Valkyrie Novels & Stories

his lips curled into a mischievous laugh. “No one calls the moonlight defender a pup!” Tara lunged from a height with a feral growl at Valkyrie. Paws first. Swiping it across his face. Her claws scraped the floor as she sought balance from the dive. Golden fluid dripped from the incision of Valkyrie's face. His eyes began to flare in fury. “You little punk!” He spat, sending a ball of flame at Tara. I redirected it with my vision. “Woah! Cool!” I exclaimed in astonishment. I didn't know I could do that.

Evelyn’s voice, crisp and businesslike: “The Valkyrie offer is lower than the Zorya bid upfront, but the long-term service contract and the clean, deniable nature of the partnership is worth the discount. They have the infrastructure to deploy the ‘Quiet Hour’ protocol with surgical precision. The Zorya would just cause a panic and try to extort everyone. Valkyrie will lease the silence to the highest bidder, again and again.”

"You did this on purpose. You deliberately found that medical team. You did all this because you wanted... wanted..." "I wanted you to die," I finished her sentence. I still remembered how, in my previous life, Valerie had deliberately crashed into a truck. I thought she loved Eugene so much, but in reality, she only loved the idea of Eugene. When their personal interests were at stake, those feelings simply evaporated. I did not stay to watch Valerie die, but we both knew she would not live much longer. Eugene refused to take care of her, and her parents were too preoccupied with Caleb's problems.

It was trying to overwrite my Spark. No, I thought. I am a Sterling. I am the daughter of the Sun. I reached deep inside myself, past the fear and the pain. I felt the baby’s heartbeat. It was calm. It was steady. It was the rhythm of the earth itself. I stood up. My violet light grew until it wasn't just a glow; it was a flame. The red electricity from the whip hit my shield and vanished like water on a hot stove. "My turn," I said.

Again she slipped out a folded piece of brown paper from her cleavage. I trailed off, looking at the brown flier she held in her hands. Her eyes slowly moving along lines of writing on the front side. I stood immediately, towering over her. “Valerie Mo'monte?” She asked. Indeed it was Valerie’s name on the Track and a good depiction of her face printed onto it. I’ve found it! My heart beat for joy and the pain from the welt on my leg suddenly disappeared. I snatched the Track from Sylria’s hands turning around and examining it. The Alpha Emeral indeed was a twisted and coning man, putting such a huge Bounty on Valerie’s head. This was the case, I was sure she would be in total refuge from pr

I could see the sweat on her brow now, the panic tightening her shoulders. “Move!” A burst of silver light shot past my ear, slamming into the feral. The creature shrieked, falling backward as steam poured from its chest. I whirled. Valerie stood at the edge of the trees, her red curls wild, her shirt stained, and her usual smile plastered across her face. Beside her was Damien, blood smeared across his cheek, waving his hand and cracking his fingers, smoke now fading from the tip of his fingers. Apparently, his abilities had to do with something close to electricity.

she offered, making a desperate attempt at saving her life. Olivia moved her hand in anti-clock wise direction and the mist dissipated. She then walked over to the woman and the woman pulled her hair up revealing a mark that was etched at the nape of her neck. As she inhaled the mark caught fire. As soon as she let out her breath the fire dissuaded. Olivia immediately recognized the symbol and nodded to the other two. She was a Valkyrie, an angel like creature with super strength, fast healing abilities and consents spirits around her. Valkyries were also thought to be expert at using clairvoyance, which gave them the ability to trace the history of anyone or anything by touching an object t

All three looked at the woman who was shivering badly, now understanding that she was not the culprit. “I can help,” she offered, making a desperate attempt at saving her life. Elizabeth moved her hand in anti-clockwise direction and the mist dissipated. She then walked over to the woman and the woman pulled her hair up revealing a mark that was etched at the nape of her neck. As she inhaled the mark caught fire. As soon as she let out her breath the fire dissuaded. Elizabeth immediately recognized the symbol and nodded to the other two. She was a Valkyrie, an angel like creature with super strength, fast healing abilities and consents spirits around her. Valkyries were also thought to be ex

" You do sound like a traitor, and after what happened to Donaerys, you've given me every reason to believe that you are" " Valkyrie, watch your tongue". " No, how else can we explain the fact that the werewolves attacked our key component in our fight against them, if not that there is a spy amongst us". " I have warned you enough", Valeria said, releasing his claws and standing on his feet. " What the hell do you think you can do?" Valkyrie said in anger, also standing to his feet and hitting his released claws on the poor table that never committed any crime other than keeping them apart.

But now, that usual composure was shattered. Valkyrie cursed several times under her breath, her fingers running through her hair, then a mocking laugh escaped her lips, echoing through the room. "She was begging for more?! She should be screaming, beseeching, desperate to save herself from his hold, but she was craving more of it! Crying like whore to have more. How in the Moon Goddess is that possible?!" she shouted, casting a hysterical glance at the old maid. "Is my Darling really in his rut?"