Valerie Irene Novels & Stories

“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.”

The old woman asked and Valerie shook her head in refusal. "I like this one, let's go" she didn't care of which clothes she goes out with, she only needed to take a walk. When they were ready, she left with grandma Riri. In the BT cartel, Martin was sitting in his office and working on his computer when his phone beeped. He looked to see a picture of Valerie in her thick sweater outside. He began starting at how pretty looked even though her smile in the picture was really fake, she looked so pleasant to admire.

I'm lifting my butt so I can get off from his lap but he pulled me down again "Where do you think you're going?" "Go back to the camp , it's 2 and we have to get up at 6 to make breakfast" "Oh come on.. If we go back to the camp now , we'll be our usual self which is I hope I can stop the time for awhile" I looked at him disbelief "That's for saying that I'm a good kisser" I said cocky "I won't ask for it if you're not a good kisser Valentine" "Why do you always call me by Valentine? Everyone is call me Val" I asked and he smiled. He caressed my cheek and slowly trail his hand to my neck.. shoulder and arm

She didn’t even know why she cried. “Margarette, please tell me what this is all about so I can help.” “I’m helpless. We’re hopeless.” The grief in her voice was too thick it shot right through Ellaine’s heart. “I can’t understand. Calm down, please.” “Estelel is my sister.” Margarette could’ve thrown a bomb at Ellaine but won’t surprise her as she did by her statement. “Yes, Ellaine. Believe it or not, the Virsathen tree is my sister.” Margarette cried.

The only person her forgiveness matters the most and I don't mind if she punishes me for being evil. Valeria,she stood before me,her deep ocean blue eyes digging into nine. “Valerie?”. I called,my heart thumping. She looked gorgeous in her sky blue dress with a black slippers. Her beautiful Auburn hair was packed in a neat bun, her skin glowing under the early morning sun. “Mate”. My wolf howled happily in my head, Valerie shut the door at my face when I was about to touch her beautiful face.

But now, in this moment, that loyalty came out in a physical blow, a desperate attempt to confront the truth that had been lurking in the shadows for far too long. Ira, Laura's mother, broke the heavy silence with a question that hung in the air like a storm cloud. "You have met her?" she asked, her gaze piercing through the room. Even I too stood there shocked knowing that he had met Valerie. Silently, I observed Laura's father, he was still reeling from the shocking act he had just committed.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.

the director interrupted, gently pushing her out of the way. "Please sir," I won't take much of your time," Valerie promised. He said, "I cannot do this right now, young lady. Are you not listening to me?" "Please, just listen to me," she insisted "I'm begging you, I won't take much of your time." "What is your name?" he asked. "My name is Valerie." "Valerie, move out of my way or I'll have security throw you out." Valeria partially went on her knees and said, "Please, sir, just listen to me, sir."

Do you realise the councils have the right to lock you up? You won’t see the daylight ever again,” she said, and Valeria smiled.“You councils have limited power. You can’t lock me up unless the gods and goddesses approve it. There is no petition against me yet, so you can’t do anything,” she said, and I was surprised. How does she know this?“And what if we get the petition done?” She asked.“Who is going to sign it? Are you forgetting the gods and goddesses are rebelling against you all? You don’t deserve to sit on such a throne. You are all filled with hypocrites, and let’s not forget your relationship with Vladimir. He is committing so many atrocities and doing all sorts of evil, and you d

Before either of them could speak, the sharp, secure chime of the private elevator echoed through the penthouse foyer. Adrien didn't turn around. He simply narrowed his eyes, watching the private lift doors slide open to reveal a figure stepping out into the dim light someone unexpected, carrying a sealed manila folder and wearing an expression of cold, calculated ambition. It was a new face in the high stakes game: Valerie Cross, a brilliant, ruthless forensic accountant who had spent the last five years auditing corporate fraud in Geneva before quietly relocating back to the city with a personal vendetta against the Vance family. Valerie stepped out of the elevator, her sharp heels clickin