Valeria Cod Novels & Stories

The morning sun was just starting to crest over the jagged snow peaks, casting a warm golden light over the clearing. Standing on a stone platform at the far edge of the woods were King Kaelen, Lady Lyra, and the three elders. When Kaelen saw me walk out of the trees covered in mud, blood, and black soot, but completely alive his jaw tightened, and a rare, genuine smile touched his lips. "She survived," Kaelen announced, his deep voice carrying across the morning air. "Valeria of the Bloodmoon Pack has passed the first trial. She has earned permanent asylum in the North."

I came here to clear my head, not recruit-but hell, maybe fate just handed me the perfect candidate. "When you're homeless, jobless, and broke, your only currency tends to be word of mouth," she chuckles dryly. "I'm Valeria, by the way. Val for short." Shit. "Forgive my manners. I'm Dante Romano." Valeria nods but doesn't say anything. I study her for any hint of surprise and conclude she's either new in town or good at masking her emotions. "You've got a beautiful name, Valeria," I say, testing it.

She giggled shyly and ran away from Winston. Valeria locked herself in her bedroom. There was a huge smile on her face. She was breathing heavily. She was not sure if she was excited to be with Winston or if she was actually nervous. Either way, she was just happy that her mate had finally found her. And she could live the life she wanted to live forever. ---------------------------------------------------------

“You’re harassing my guest? Is this how the great Ezekiel Sterling behaves?” Vespera quickly moved behind Jerry, grasping the silk at her throat, looking shaken, her eyes glistening with tears of fear. “Jerry, he... he’s calling me names. He’s acting like he knows me. I’ve never seen this man before tonight!” Jerry turned his head slightly to comfort her. “It’s okay, Vespera. I’ve got you.” Then he faced Ezekiel, lowering his voice to a dangerous whisper. “I don’t care how much you’ve invested in my project. This woman just got here from abroad. She’s my friend and the star of my upcoming series. If you touch her again, I’ll pull your funding myself.”

And she left as quickly as she had come. Adrian didn't stop her. Because he knew she was right. "Valeria. You're not going to get away with this." *** The vibration of her cell phone took her off course on her way to the hospital. Message from Isabel: > "Confirmed. Valeria never studied in Switzerland. She only set foot in the country once. On the private jet... with Adrian." The impact was physical. Lili stopped, leaning one hand against the wall. The hallway continued its rhythm of nurses and cold lights.

“What matters now is what are you willing to do to clean up your mess. Unless of course, you want all these files sent to Human Resources, your university, and your sick mother.” Aurora’s breathing became fast and shaky. A single tear rolled down her cheek. “What… what do you want from me?” Valeria’s eyes darkened with lust. She leaned down until her lips were very close to Aurora’s ear. Her warm breath brushed against the girl’s skin. “I want you,” Valeria whispered. “I have wanted you since the first day you walked into my office. That innocent straight girl act of yours makes me wet every single day. From now on, you are going to be my personal little project. My secret slut.”

When we reached the penthouse level, the doors were open. Valeria waited in the center of the luxurious suite, surrounded by ten armed men. She was beautiful in a terrifying way — tall, elegant, with cold eyes that reminded me too much of Sophia. “Isabella,” she said, smiling. “You brought the wounded Reaper. How romantic.” Damien stepped forward, ignoring the pain. “This ends tonight, Valeria. Walk away or die.” She laughed. “Brave words for a man who can barely stand. My father trained me better than all of you. I was his favorite. The one he trusted with everything.”

Valeria was in the kitchen baking a cake-the maid had quit since she heard that vampires frequented the house, and so far no one else wanted the job-and when she heard the bell, she removed her glove and apron and headed for the door. -How nice that you've come- said the person as soon as she opened the door. A few moments later Valeria was on the sofa next to her friend Katrina who came to her house after her daughter told her that she needed to go to the camp, but on the condition that her mother would stay with friends, and she agreed. -Oh, my friend, how have you been feeling?- asked Valeria as she took her friend's hands in hers and caressed them. -Lousy," she said, "I feel as if a part

“W-we-“ “Let me make something clear.” Her voice emitting a sinister tone. “You touch my friend; you say one more word to her and I will rip out your organs one by one.” “W-we are sorry, so sorry.” A string of apologies flies out their mouth. “You will never come here again, if I fucking see you – I will cut out your tongues and make you swallow it.” Valeria threatened coldly, “Do you understand?” “She’s humans.” One blurts out. “How can you-“

However, I kept quiet and watched and eventually took a glass of water and gulped it down my throat. Annoyingly, she turned back. It was at that point that Alpha Kelly heard her footsteps and raised his head; before he could say a word, she disappeared out of sight. “W..wh..is she?” I eventually found myself asking him. “You don't have to worry about her. What is your name?” he asked, staring into my eyes. “Valera!” I responded in a low, soft voice. “Do you care for a glass of wine?” he asked to reach out to one of the big bottles of colored red water.