Valerie Dxd Novels & Stories

She somehow colluded with Dona and even joined forces with her to bring Kyle down! Valerie had pursued Kyle for a long time and she had been an obsessive fan of his for many years. In the past, she would give flowers, houses, and islands to Kyle to win him over, but Kyle just dismissed her. Although the Durrett Group was very powerful abroad, they were just average in Taadi City. How could Valerie act so arrogantly in Taadi City and try to bring down Kyle this time? No... This is not the main point. What's important is that the Duke, Teddy Durrett is here.

Xavier said crossing his hands in an X shape showing is no. "You're just so boring" Val sneered and continued licking from the lolly in her hands. "I can't believe am doing this with you,have always dreamed of watching the stars with a lolly in my hands and the one made for me by my side" Valerie said twitching her lips. "You can't tell,I may be the one made for you"Xavier chipped in "Never, you're rejected"val answered sharply *How can I get rejected before applying*Xavier caress his brows.

" Good! Because I will not think twice before pulling a gun into your skull in your mother's presence " With that, he terminated the call and wasted the night on the balcony glaring at the starless sky as the drops were lighter and becoming a drizzle however the pain in his heart was at its peak. **** The shafts from the rising sun gave light into the office as the curtains were drawn. Xander laid back on his swivel chair on the phone with a client. The door creaked open a familiar figure strutted in. At this time, Valeria hopped out from a yellow taxi in a white crop top coated with a free heather cinnamon jacket matched with joggings-fit jeans. She had her hair in a feather braid while cli

Xavier: Steam still curled faintly from the bathroom when I stepped out. Valerie sat by the edge of the bed, a towel draped over her shoulders, her hair still damp, the soft ends brushing against her bare arms. She wore light denim shorts and a pale crop top that left her skin showing for my eyes to admire, and for a heartbeat, all I could think about was how normal she looked. Not the Luna. Not the woman who challenged me. Just… her. My Valerie. My woman.

*********************** Later that night… The rooftop glowed with soft lights, a private garden oasis above the city skyline. Damien stood by the edge, a glass of wine in hand, his tailored charcoal suit crisp and perfect. Valeria approached, her silhouette sleek in a deep emerald dress. He turned, smiling. “You look…” he paused, eyes scanning her slowly. “Dangerous.” “I’ll take that as a compliment.” “It is,” Damien said, handing her a glass. “To us.” She clinked glasses with him. “To whatever this is.”

She was really hurt and shattered. "So Diane did it in a short time?" Xander chipped in with a deep grunt, taking heavy steps forward. His face was extremely stern and both eyes blazed with rage. I could clearly see his veins running through his neck and arms as every muscle seemed to poke out through his school uniform. "Will you kill him? Will you also kill Hutton as a demon?" Kayla sharply asked while flicking her eyes at me with fear and sadness.

Save him! Valerie stood on the opposite side of the decontamination barrier, her emerald green and charcoal suit sharp and untouched by the chaos. She did not press the release button. She simply held her datapad, her eyes scanning the digital vitals syncing from the gurney's portable monitors.

She lied easily. "Ooh, that's juicy," Sophia said. "Didn't know you were a romantic, Val!" "It wasn't romance," Valerie said quickly. "It was just... attraction. Misplaced attraction." "The best kind," Damien said with a knowing smile. "Never have I ever," Valerie continued quickly, wanting to change the subject, "been skinny dipping." Damien drank. "Music video," he explained. "Very artistic, very cold ocean." "Never have I ever," he said, "had a threesome."

Get a grip. Leam stops noticing her shiver and steps away as Lucas's hands her the clothes. "Valerie... these scars... How old are you?" Leam asked her as he looked at the scars that littered her curvy body. His face was covered with sorrow and anger. His neat and thick browns drawn into a sharp line. "Thanks." She quickly put on the shorts and top. "Um, 23 I think," Valerie replied as she fidgeted with the shorts, purposely ignoring him mentioning her scars. What if they didn't want her after she told them?