Sparking Valkyrie Novels & Stories

With a single flick of her wrist, it cuts through the darkness, the air, like bullets - allowing nothing to stand within visual distance of Valerie. Though Fenrir grew livid with the audacity of these mongrels, Jaxson can't transform and leave Valerie vulnerable – not even for a second. But it doesn't matter. Jaxson didn't need to expel his energy in a futile shift, not when he has suffering to inflict of his own. As the battles wages, the Harpies lead warrior strikes a landing right before him, "she will die, before Eldora's suns awaken from their slumber," the Harpy promises, her blue eyes piercing into Valerie.

he said while snorting and pointed his sword at Val. “No. You are Vanjoss! Can’t you remember me? It’s me, Valkyrie!” Val shouted and felt strange when she uttered her name. The name she buried along with the memories of Vanjoss. When he died protecting her, she lost herself. It’s like part of her was dead. With the help of her sisters, she slowly returns to her old self, but she has to forget all the memories with Vanjoss for her to keep on living like she promised to him. And that included her name. She didn’t let anyone call her Valkyrie, not even her sister and mother, except Vanjoss. Because she will just remember those horrible memories.

But before I could storm out, Zaqriel’s voice stopped me. “Valkyrie is not a man.” I turned. His eyes caught mine, blazing, stripping every shield I thought I had. “Valkyrie is a bloodline. MY bloodline.”

That was my primary concern. I relaxed my shoulders and felt my wings spring free like a switchblade, sighing I stretched them, letting the tension work their way out. My wings had black and red feathers, and unlike a bird's feather which were soft, and gentle a Valkyrie’s feathers were hard and sharp, able to slice through bone when needed.

Valeria smiled. “Ever heard of the Valkyries?” she asked. “Of course, everyone knows about them. They are very powerful; they have helped with a lot of wars, and they are fierce slayers. I heard the Valkyries and Vladimir are in a battle; apparently there was a war Vladimir was supposed to help with, but the Valkyries sisters got involved and won. Now, Vladimir is searching for them, but no one knows who they are or what they are or where they are; they are like ghosts. Seen only when they want to be seen,” Egan said.

I opened the variable-compression valves to the maximum, drawing the static from the air directly into the intake. The Norton began to glow not sapphire, but a jagged, electric violet. "Dax, hold on!" I didn't head for the trail. I headed for the edge of the cliff. As the Valkyries dove for the kill, I launched the bike into the heart of the storm. The lightning didn't strike us; it embraced us. The Norton became a conduit, a spear of violet energy that bridged the gap between the mountain and the sky.

He patted his chest proudly. Bast laughed. Sobering as he explained. “She claims to be a valkyrie. I’ll be researching what that is.” *** “I’d thought that’s what she looked like.” Chavias looked impressed then his expression turned to a frown. “Best assure she eats.” Bast looked at him askance. “I believe a valkyrie must regularly eat to maintain its energy, if I recall correct.” “How in Ardae would you know that?” “My friends-and enemies are far reaching. I’ve learned much over the centuries.”

If ever there is a man of my dreams, Vincent Valiant is it. I haven't been the best assistant up to this point, but that changes from here on out. Just because I have a masters it doesn't mean I can't kick ass at being his assistant. From this moment on I'll be the best damn assistant Vincent Valiant has ever had. I'll be so fucking great at this job, he'll beg me to stay rather than move to marketing. It's time to shine.

In her right hand, she was holding a heavy, old-fashioned brass flare gun, its short barrel pointed directly at the valve’s primary fuel intake line. "Stop right there, Alexander," Valerie called out, her voice a sharp, brittle echo that rattled off the brick arches. She didn't look at Vivian; her eyes were locked entirely on the billionaire, her expression a chaotic mix of elite arrogance and feral terror. "One more step and I open this valve and pull the trigger. The gas pocket in this chamber is thick enough to take out the entire block above us. We’ll all burn together." Alexander stopped ten feet from the gurney, his hand never releasing Vivian’s wrist. He looked at Valerie with a slow,

Valerie expresses her gratitude as she stared at Agatha who only nodded, she’d never had anyone appreciate her before as Kai would only tell her how hard she needed to work so as to be more powerful as her other clan of witches. “You’re welcome.” She answered with a smile that Valerie returned, springing into action, she casted some spells that made Valerie go berserk, the spell was so strong that it caused her to bleed from her nose and eyes but she’d warned Alice and Adira that the process cannot be interrupted until it was done. Valerie’s wolf opened its eyes and immediately saw everyone in the room as a threat. “Run, leave us!” Agatha ordered and not thinking twice, they did as they were