Valeria Cod Novels & Stories

Although I was used to being around classy people like this, it didn't mean I enjoyed the stiff atmosphere and boring business conversations. “You must be Belva Moguel.” I stiffened. She didn't seem surprised at my reaction. Instead, she just smiled deeper. I tilted my head, trying to remain calm. “And who are you?” She held out a hand. “Valeria Mikhailova.” I shook her hand hesitantly. “You know me?” Valeria took a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, though she only held it without actually drinking it. “I've been working at Romanov International since ten years ago.”

I said and swallowed. “My name is Valeria Morwen ," I said and the people applauded me. “My father is one of the elders in the castle. He is also working at the council.” I said and continued. “But tonight is not about my father. It's all about me.” “I am Valeria and I will be your future Luna,” I said and the people cheered in delight. “You are so beautiful!” “We love you!” “You have such a nice voice” “Can we see you later?” “I would love to dance with you.”

She relaxed a little. I shook her hand, still held on to my strained smile which I could feel slipping every second. Sasha's skin was even softer than it looked, completely flawless. "Sorry. I er- had a hard time getting to work this morning, and I'm still a little er- flustered and out of sorts." She nodded in sympathy. "I understand perfectly. Happens to the best of us." "So I'm Valeria. Valeria Morre, as you already know. You are welcome to the Wolfgang Group of companies. I will be teaching you the ropes, so feel free to ask me any questions or tell me about any challenge you might have."

Beside her, Valeria appeared again. “Oh, Alpha Prince Alistair,” she said with a small smile. How on earth did she recognize me? Her eyes shifted between Elara and me, and Elara and she stared back at me. “I’ve heard a lot about you, even though you are practically invisible,” she stretched her hand towards me. I took it, shaking her slightly. Elara looked unbothered, not even staring at us, and that slightly made my stomach sink. “I’m Valeria…daughter of Alpha Valex.”

On a Sunday in November — the first Sunday in the new rhythm, the one where the calls with Rosa are in person because Rosa comes for lunch and stays for the film they always choose badly and enjoy anyway — Valentina sits at her kitchen table after her mother has gone home and thinks about the shape of the second life so far. Thirty-one years old. Military commission, complete with a coordinator role that changed how the programme works. A brief that Robert Cole is using as a framework for the European portfolio. A client list that is building, one right-fit engagement at a time. A mother who makes ceramic bowls and texts a man in Washington D.C. about them, and who went to Begur and talked a

“Have a seat, Leilah.” Colby assisted me in the seat in front of this Blake guy while he took the seat beside him. There were folders on the table and Blake is drinking wine. “Leilah, this is my adoptive brother, Blake Valentino. Blake, this is my biological sister, Leilah Rivera.” Colby introduced us. Blake reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rivera.” His voice is sultry and wispy. It sounded like sea waves crashing inside my ears.

he said and immediately continued his steps. Valencia, who was ignored, showed an adorable expression. Looking angry and annoyed simultaneously, 'Asher is a jerk. Damn, Asher! How could he ignore me? Cih! What's the point of making me fall in love? Just like this, he's already ignoring me. If only I didn't remember it took that damn guy to discover my identity. I already chopped up 'his' sausage. 'Damn it!' Valencia grumbled to herself, stomping her feet and her fingers forming a V as if she was chopping in annoyance.

“I-I’m sorry, Master Almeida, I don’t know what you-” “Who…are you?” he asked again. “It is a simple question.” “I…am Valene, a vassal of the Alpha, Alastair Wade, and-” “No,” he took yet another step closer. I started to take a step back when I remembered the last time I took a step away from an Inhuman. It nearly cost me my life. “I want to know…who you really are, vassal.” “Well, I am afraid I do not have an answer for you, Master Almeida,” I confessed. “As I am not even sure of my own origin.”

Cynthia's high-pitched voice broke through my thoughts. "But ma'am, she's on the list." He said the confusion in his brows was still evident. The list? I arched my brows a notch. It can't be! "You must be joking!" Cynthia continued to bicker. Valeria cleared her throat. "I think you're mistaking me for someone else. My name is Valentina Wilson from the Red Moon Pack, and I am also one of the shareholders. It's nice to make your acquaintance." She said it calmly and extended a hand for a handshake, but Cynthia didn't receive it.

"I brought the new contracts. Your identity as Elena Vargas is already almost impenetrable. Besides, I opened an account for you with funds for the next two years." ​While they reviewed the papers at the garden table, Marco observed her with discreet attention. He noticed how she constantly touched her belly and how her green eyes still showed fear. ​"You know you can trust me, right?" he said suddenly, lowering his voice. "I don't just work for Damien. I have my own reasons for wanting to see Blackwood fall." ​Valeria looked up, surprised. Before she could ask, Raúl rushed in with an urgent step. ​"Ma'am, we detected movement. One of Blackwood's contacts in Europe asked about a woman matchi