Novel & Cerita Valentine Morgenstern

She says in that low sultry voice that never fails to get my blood roaring with sinful pleasures and in three full confident strides, she is at my desk, perching delicately on my thighs. There are so many reasons why this was wrong. Morgana is my cousin. Whilst this wasn't usually an issue in our world amongst our kind, I have a fated mate from the Lunaria Clan, picked out by my father himself for strategic reasons of course. Sylvia Fenris. A red haired innocent looking beauty.

And now Morgana had her eyes on us, sharp, calculating, and ruthless. I sank onto the edge of my bed, feeling overwhelmed. Everything was unraveling faster than I could process. All I could manage was to whisper to myself: “This can’t continue. This can’t happen. This… is dangerous.”But the truth was simple: Damon Valen was already a storm in my life. And storms don't ask permission to destroy things They just come

It was as if she could read my feelings. “Mommy needs to attend to something very urgent, Iris. Stay here. There is a new bedtime story that I will tell you when I come back. It’s about hybrids, sweetheart. You will like it, especially the main character. His name is Valerian Willers. He is Mommy’s best friend. And he’s a good man.” “Will you be okay out there, Mommy?” “Of course.” “Then I will wait for you here. I want to hear Valerian’s story.”

anger gripped her tightly, Valerie spoke before her mind caught up with what she had done. "No!" She snaps, her tone held a lethal edge foreign to her ears. Watching her former Alphas' expression twist into surprise. "I will not become a rogue. I promise you that." He saw the promise in her eyes, familiar to the look he'd given her earlier when he promised to kill her. Her eyes burned like fire and brimstone. But he gave a single glance at her weak, pathetic figure and scoffed. "We shall see. Until next time, daughter." And as the lighting cracks open the sky, he's gone. Left in a world unknown to her; a world of strange creatures, Kings and Queens, darkness and light all sewn together by m

countdown. "By Valentine’s Day," she said, looking at her reflection in a "Broken" mirror, "Ethan Hawke will find that love isn't a 'System-Stabilizer.' It’s the 'Human Error' that will finally 'Liquidate' him." The "250-chapter" war was no longer about corporate boardrooms. It had become a "Mechanical" race to the finish line of a young boy's life. The "Secret Alliance" was moving toward the "Home-Node," and the "Gilded Cage" was preparing to snap shut on the only "Absolute" truth Ethan had left.

Mom's bracelet… “Wh-o are you?” 8 whispered. Her lips twitched to a cruel, broken smile. “I am what you fear. I am what you buried. The Gemini child is not alone…” She said, her voice was a hiss. “Wha-at are you talking about?” I stuttered, confused to the point of shivering. The woman’s hair flowed like liquid night as she stepped closer. “Your mother’s blood hides secrets. And you, sweet Valentina—are not whole. When the ancient awakens, so will I rise...”

Kael Blackclaw, the Rogue King, disguised himself as a delivery man to assassinate my mate, the Alpha of the Moonbane pack, Lucas Wolfgang. However, it was Valentine's Day that day, and Lucas was busy celebrating a romantic evening with his lover and childhood friend elsewhere. When Kael realized that he had failed in his assassination, he took my daughter, Tina Wolfgang, as hostage and forced me to drink the deadly wolfsbane potion. I tried my best to distract him with lighthearted chatting while sending Lucas an SOS signal through our mind link.

he consoled her and tried to remember about any civil war in the continent he could remember to know how it ends but to his memory he can't remember any. Angelica asked, "Tell me your name and age too. Otherwise it won't be fair" she argued, making herself sound much more confident than she really was. Valentine chuckled at how brave she was even after going through all this, he thought maybe she had been through something like this before too or was prepared for such situations from before. "My name is Valentine Crimson and I am 22-year-old", he replied to her question. Now that things were a little calm, he looked at her closely before he was embarrassed because of being naked. She had hon

I was certain it hadn't been there this morning. A strange feeling settled in the pit of my stomach as I walked over and picked it up. There was no name on the front, no indication of who had left it there. Slowly, I unfolded the paper inside. *After everything I sacrificed for you, you left me over some cheap accusations that slut fed you. I gave you everything you ever wanted, and what did you do? You spat in my face and branded me the villain. If you think this is over, you're absolutely wrong. If I can't have you, Liora sure as hell isn't going to have you either. Mark my words, Everett. This isn't the end.*

The Nexum——the ritual union of the fated mates under the blood moon. The nocturnal cast an enflamed glow through the cave enough for me to see the woman in front of me. Her wavy blonde hair was like a curtain sheathing the night while her whole form spoke elegance. Against shadows and light, Val's presence trembled my existence and I could feel her lascivious passion towards me as she lifted her hand on my face, touching my skin lightly. Her eyes shone like a pair of Aquarius gemstones, decreasing my tenacity from her dominance. Those gaze of desire was determined to own me and I certainly wanted to be possessed as long as it was her. I couldn't deny this bond between us anymore, for it was