Valerie Knight Novels & Stories

He explained with furrowed eyebrows but she still looked terrified. “Who is Knight? Is he the same guy that tried to kidnap you? Who is he to you? Why is he trying to hurt you?” Vicky was silent for a while, not knowing who to trust. She swallowed the lump in her throat and then opened her mouth to speak. “He.. he's my ex boyfriend.” She muttered and he rolled his eyes. “Ex? What happened? He can't move on?” “He doesn't like me, he never did. He's just an evil asshole who wants to hurt me.” She confessed, a tear trickling down her face as she thought about everything that she went through in Knight's hands.

She looked up. We are already late. The woman smiled. Good. Late means they are comfortable. Valerie stood. Then we wake them. As she turned toward the door, her phone rang again. This time the number was blocked. She answered. Ms Kings, a voice said smoothly. You are interfering again. Valerie smiled faintly. I never stopped. There was a pause. You do not know who you are challenging. She stepped outside into the light. I am challenging the man who taught my father how to kill quietly.

Her eyes, in particular, flickered faintly with a golden hue, indicating her extraordinary mastery of the martial arts. She was Valerie Reyes, the seventh daughter of the Reyes family. In Holtrien's military, she was known as the Withering Flower. She was as famous as Luna, who was called the Frost Lily. Both held the rank of Major General. Unlike Luna, who was always in uniform and all business, Valerie hated wearing her military attire. She even ignored military orders whenever she felt like it. Usually, she preferred to do as she pleased and act however she wanted. With her status as a top-tier fighter holding the rank of Major General and the massive backing of the Reyes family, Valerie

The severe, cold shield of the Iron Queen had vanished entirely, replaced by a profound, radiant stillness. A shadow moved soundlessly across the room. Valerie stepped closer, completely silent on the thick wool rug. She wore a simple white shirt and dark lounge pants, her titanium wedding band catching the soft morning light. She didn't look like the phantom assassin who had systematically dismantled the Chronos Group; she looked entirely whole, her sharp features softened by an overwhelming devotion. She carried a warm bottle, sliding onto her knees right beside the rocker. "Is she asleep?" Valerie whispered, her low, gravelly voice dropping to a tiny, reverent murmur.

Author Pov “Valerie can you look after the cake I will come back in a few minutes.” Valerie smiled at the woman nodding her head. She leaned against the kitchen counter staring at the window as she waited for the oven to make a sound. As soon as she decided to rest a little her mind instantly went to that particular man she wanted yet doesn’t want to be with him at the same time. She knew her heart had been stolen by Sinister from a long time even before she met Xavier.

It's difficult to read him "Be careful with the bag, please". I blurted when I saw him carry it like he has a problem with it. "Can you be kind enough to help me out, I am trying here!". He fired back at me. I rolled my eyes and hesitated for a while before dragging myself to get the rest of our stuff. I am a 23 years old woman but I still act like a teenager, sometimes; overly dramatic especially when things don't go my way. Xanvier, on the other hand is 24. A top-notch interior designer with many awards.

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.

Valerie, whose face is obscured by the hood of the black fur cloak she's wearing, stands behind King Damien as he opens the door to his cabin. King Damien pushes the door open, standing aside, and mutters hoarsely, “After you,” bowing slightly. Valerie rolls her eyes and enters in long strides, but she frowns when she sees two naked women on the huge bed that almost covers half of the space inside the cabin. “You brute, you'll never change,” Valerie yells furiously at the man who has stepped in behind her. “I'm out of here!”

“This isn’t something to celebrate.” A few people laughed and my chest tightened. “What do you mean?” He stepped back like my presence disgusted him. “I mean I don’t want you, Valerie.” The words immediately stabbed a hole through my heart. “I... I don’t understand,” I said quickly. “The Goddess chose...” “The Goddess made a mistake,” he cut in. “You’re an Omega and you can’t even shift. What am I supposed to do with you?” More laughter and my ears rang. “I can learn,” I said desperately. “I can try harder. I swear I’ll...”

She noticed that the beautiful woman came closer to them. "Gavin enough, you can't hurt the person who helped me." Because of that, the blade slowly lowered and moved away from Zera. That's when the girl faced her before Zera glare at the man who tried to kill her. "Hey, what right do you have to point that arrow at me?! And since when did they allow to use a real katana when costplaying?!" Zera yelled at the young man who was wearing a long dress that reached his feet and his hair was also long and tied up to his shoulders...