The Golden Slipper Valia Lind Novels & Stories

Grimm… I feel him. I run into the forest and let the feeling guide me. Where is he? I know he’s here. Grimm… where are you? Aimlessly running, I slam right into someone. “Fuck!” Jade screams. We both fall to the ground. My shoulder immediately hurts. “You idiot! Valeria! What the hell is wrong with you!” she yells. “No need to name-call. I just wasn’t looking where I was going.” “Of course you weren’t paying attention.” She begins to mock me. “You don’t need to do anything because you’re a princess now. You can do whatever the hell you want while others like me have to run fucking laps!”

My husband was a computer whiz, and he brought me along to work in Valen. Rent in Valen was steep, so we ended up in one of those chaotic, mixed-bag apartment buildings. The place was packed with edgy young girls in trendy Valenese outfits, their lips and tongues covered in piercings. They said Valen's adult entertainment industry was thriving, but after arriving, I realized it goes way beyond that. These people had turned their subculture into an art form, with every twist and challenge pushing the limits of my imagination.

"She's a ghost. And you dragged a ghost into our house." The table was quiet. Felt the weight of it. Five pairs of eyes doing math. Varek's hands tightened on the back of the chair. The leather creaked. "She's my wife," Varek said. "My blood covers her. That's all this table needs." "Is it?" Syris smiled again. "Because what I hear from Sector Four is that you bought a girl to cover a debt. That she's not a wife. She's a prop." He looked at me. "No offense."

"Good, you're awake. Want to watch Mr. Bellandi smash what's left of his life?" I looked at him. "What did you do?" "Nothing dramatic. I just put the truth in front of him." Nico sat beside the bed, his smile faint. "No one hurts the Valenti princess and walks off without paying the bill." The screen on the wall lit up with security footage from the villa living room. Investigators had temporarily released Matteo to retrieve documents. He walked in and found Vivian sitting on the carpet with Lark, luxury shopping bags piled around them. In the trash lay torn pieces of a photo of me.

She looked down and smiled softly, taking screenshots of each one. Then, she bundled them together with previously saved images and the photo of her abortion procedure slip, scheduling them all to be sent to Isaiah's email. The send time was set for when her flight was scheduled to take off. Solana looked up toward the window. After a full day of dress fittings and rehearsing various wedding ceremony procedures, it was now completely dark outside. Once everything was settled, she handed her phone to Jacob without being asked. Just then, the phone rang. Solana nervously glanced at the screen, her heart pounding hard. She had just discussed with Sarah that she would be picked up and brought ba

She was tall, pale, with short silver hair and a smile like a razor. “Selene,” she purred. “You brought me gifts.” Selene smirked. “Only one is for you. The other watches.” Gabriel’s pulse thundered in his ears. Which one of them was being traded? The silver-haired woman—Mistress Valeria—walked a slow circle around them. Her boots clicked softly on the floor. Her perfume was like smoke and blood. “I haven’t broken in a new toy in months,” she said. “Which one is mine?”

“We’re teaching her a lesson, not destroying her completely. Keep it contained, and controlled. No marks, no evidence. Just enough to make her realize she’s not welcome here.” “Spoilsport,” Lysander pouted. “But fine. Subtle it is.” As if on cue, footsteps echoed in the hallways outside and we all fell silent, watching the shadow pass under the door. Light, hesitant steps – Valeria. Probably, heading to the kitchen again. “Well!” Lysander stood, stretching like a cat. “I believe that’s my cue for another little lesson, Does anyone care to join?” “She walked five miles today. Let her rest for now,” I said quietly. “Tomorrow, we’ll start bright and early.”

"Hahahaha! Don't be ridiculous Landon, I didn't hear you out through any mind linked. You spoke to me and I responded simply. I am human and I have no mate yet until the Moon goddess hears my plea and makes me shift. Until then please spear me the drama. “I am sorry if that hurt you but I am sure you will not want a human mate who is not powerful. I mere helpless Omega who is more or less good for sacrifice” She said with a straight face “No, I know what I am saying, Valerie ” William pressed down his argument on her. “Whatever! William" She smirks at him. Then loud coughing pulled them hastily apart, Valerie turned to be greeted by the disdain look of Loba, the Moom goddess princess of the