Valeria Cod Novels & Stories

She nods and moves to the side so I can see Orion’s wound. 'Nice to meet you human. I'm Valeria. Let me come forward please so I can help our Alpha and Luna.' She calls me. I did what she asks and let her come to the surface of my mind. I could feel her aura rolling off of my skin. It was so exciting. I feel powerful, and exhilarated. "Hello Alpha and Luna. I mean no harm to your mate but I will bring him back to you. His wound is deep and his wolf is so worried for you he is having a hard time connecting to his wolf for healing.." Valeria says in a thick Romanian accent.

“My sense of smell is very developed, and even though there are a lot of concentrated smells, it's obvious that he has marked you to make his scent strong and be calm before bringing you here. My mate tends to do that all the time; it leaves him very calm.” “Your mate?” I asked curiously. “Nicola is my mate,” Valeria said carefully. “Do you know what that is?” I nodded doubtfully. “I think so,” I said carefully. “Maybe it's a little intense for you because you're human, but it's all worth it,” Valeria said with a smile. “Being with your mate is the best thing in the world.” “You mean because of the sex?” I asked carefully. Valeria burst out laughing in great amusement.

The alpha and his family must answer for their actions. “When we arrived at their home, the woman was standing at the back of the kitchen against the cabinet. She kept her head down as if she feared looking up. The alpha’s mate allowed me to escort her to town, and she was extra nice about it, almost too nice. From the interactions alone, it was clear that Valeria felt confused and uncertain. It was like it was all for show, instead of a genuine reaction. A little later, her hair moved aside, and I noticed a scar running along the top of the collar of her shirt.” “Did you confirm there was more?”

“I should probably introduce myself properly. I’m Valeria Castillo. Vicente’s daughter. Killian’s cousin.” “I remember,” I said quietly. She smiled slightly. “I’m not like the rest of them. I don’t think you’re some scheming spy sent to destroy the pack.” “Thank you,” I said, surprised by the warmth in her voice. “Don’t thank me yet,” Valeria said with a wry smile. “I’m just honest. And honestly? You’ve got guts. Running away from your mating ceremony, standing up to Killian’s father, surviving poison. Most people would have crumbled by now.”

Valeria said and she inhaled deeply, finally letting it out her chest. "Noah?" Shane asked. She couldn't actually recall who he was. She thought for a while and her eyes suddenly widened. "You mean Ergon's older brother? He's the CEO of NM investment limited?" Shane half yelled. "Did he hurt you? Or did he say any hurtful words to you?" Shane asked again and she got no response from Valeria. "I'm gonna kill that bastard!" Shane spats. She made to stand up but Valeria held her back. "He didn't do anything to me. In fact, he was willing to give me the job, but I rejected it," Valeria said, and Shane heaved a sigh of relief.

she insisted, leaning in for a kiss. “Could you stop?” Leonardo barked, pushing her away slightly. Valeria froze. She couldn’t believe it. Leonardo had never rejected her advances. He saw the disbelief on her face but didn’t care. Right now, he just wanted her to leave. “You know,” she muttered, “it’s surprising that you’d turn me down without a valid explanation. You didn’t care to ask how my trip to Toledo went.” Shit. She was right. Leonard thought. Valeria had gone to oversee the retrieval of gasoline tanks for his drug lab.

Here. He clicked again. A new image covered the screen. RIVERA MODELS INTERNATIONAL – CENTRAL SERVER, NEW YORK OFFICE. Kc's heart raced. "That was Valeria's old agency." Malcolm nodded. "And the user account?" He touched. "Owned by this individual." The screen changed. Ariadne Roque – International Runway Model. A beautiful woman glared back at them—silver dress, cheekbones sharp enough to cut, ice in her eyes. "She worked with Valeria for six years," Malcolm continued. "And this—she was a finalist for the same international perfume endorsement Valaria got." He gazed upward. "She lost it. Valeria got it."

Valeria must have felt very humiliated since Ronald was acting like a complete buffoon tonight. Hardy felt a little sorry for Valeria. At the same time, he was very interested in learning more about her and what she was like. Hardy laid on the sofa and he stalked Valeria's profile. It was just like other women's. There were mostly pictures of food and travel. Hardy's eyes fell on a picture of Valeria in Buxemburg. It was a pose of her dancing in the desert in a red dress. She looked like a beautiful fairy in such agile moves. He couldn't help but gave her a 'like'.

Valerie said, staring at the young man before her, not believing how crude he could be even if the girl had been a willing participant in their sexual games. He shrugged again, his gaze devouring her as he ran it from her head to her toes and back up again. “But it’s a hell of a lot of fun. What are you doing tonight? I could show you just how much fun we had the other night.” “I probably should introduce myself,” she said. “I’m Valerie Tanner. I’m one of the humanities teachers.” “Really?” he said, his lips pressed together in a smug smile as he nodded. “I’ve never bagged a teacher. You should definitely come over then.”

“Are you sure you made the right decision? I mean marrying someone you've never met." “Actually, I'm not sure," Valeria confessed. “I just needed something to help me escape my father's plan for me." Callista paused briefly. “Just let me stay with you," Valeria begged. “I promise I'll get a job soon and pay you.” Callista shrugged. "Of course you can stay. Besides, you're like a sister.” Valeria smiled and pulled her into a hug. Later that night, Valeria's phone buzzed and lit up with a message from an unknown number.