Valerie Raven Novels & Stories

“You from the Val?” “I used to be,” Richard said. “But no, not anymore.” “Uh-huh.” The woman nodded. “Once you’re from the Val, son, you’re always from the Val. Didn’t you know that?” “I’ll keep it in mind. Thanks.” “Mm, you do that. I’m Sydney, by the way. Holler if you need anything.” She lowered the safety glasses onto her nose. “Nice to meet you two.”

Wesley’s POV Just as I had suspected, Valerie was the exact girl Tyler and father had been looking for. I had no idea how I was able to figure that out considering the fact she used her glamour to hide her face from every other person, but I was quite smart and could easily see beyond the facade. I went through those files and saw everything father had about her, I realized April’s real name was Arya but Valerie did not change hers. Quite risky for her, but I guess she thought the glamour was enough to keep them safe. Besides, Valerie was quite a popular name and since we have some hybrids living in the pack with us, it wouldn’t be easy to notice her.

My eyes traveled higher to my exposed neck. The ruined skin on my neck stared back at me. It was red, uneven, and blistered in places even now. A stranger looked out from the mirror. Short ginger-red hair. Haunted brown eyes. The scar that marked the death of Raven Moonshadow. I studied her—me—longer than I usually allowed. The woman I had been was gone.

She will definitely understand his position. The whole day went away in a blink and the next day without waiting for anything Sinister went to pick Valerie up. As soon as she exited the orphanage she took his breath away. “Damn.” He mumbled to himself as he checked her out. She was dressed up in a sky blue sweater and white skirt which was reaching to her ankle with a white muffler around her neck. Her hairs were tied up in a side messy braid. How much he loves her dressing only he knows. She had light makeup on as well. He didn’t waste any time and walked closer to her. Valerie raised her eyebrows but then let out a surprised gasp when he wrapped his one buff arm around her waist and pulled

Darkness swallowed everything. The bulb fizzled out with a hiss, leaving only the sound of rain dripping through cracks in the ceiling. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. “Vale,” the voice called again, closer this time. “Come out, and maybe I’ll let the girl live.” Girl. That was me. Great. I tried not to breathe too loud. The man—Vale, apparently—moved in front of me, silent, weapon raised. He wasn’t panicking. Not like I was. He was… steady, like he’d done this before.

It’s quite unfortunate that Alpha Maverick never paid any attention to her. If you ask me, I would say that he doesn’t even notice her presence around him and he doesn’t give a fuck about her or any other girl for that matter, including my dear sister, Cameron. But she would rather bite her own tongue on purpose than accept that Maverick doesn’t care about her. She knows that if Valerie is out of the way, then she stands a chance to steal her job and be his personal assistant like she always wanted. She is tired of coming up with different excuses to go to his office for a quickie. If she works for him, then she gets to see him on a daily basis, as often as she likes, and that would be like

She’d thought of informing Alexei and the rest of her human friends about her arrival but she’d thought against it, involving them would not only be ugly for her, it would be more ugly for them. Valerie got ready alongside Adira, Alice and Agatha as they all took to going to the wolf-Hagen meeting point. Valerie already knew the time they were gathered and her timing was impeccable and accurate as she opened the door and barged into their meeting hall. The room was filled with horror and Dante and Evan couldn’t believe their eyes as they stared at Valerie from afar, she’d seen them but she thought Now wasn’t the time for her to react as she was only here to negotiate.

Valerie As I sat there in the upscale cafe, occupying a window seat with a view of the bustling street outside, I couldn't shake off the heavy weight of regret that hung over me like a dark cloud. This wasn't just any cafe; it was the kind where reservations were made months in advance, where the ambiance was refined, and where money spoke volumes. But none of that mattered to me in that moment. All I wanted was a chance to speak to Val, to make things right between us, or at least to let her know about Laura's condition.

The living room is fully transformed into a high-fashion showroom. I turn to the maid. “What’s going on—?” But before she answers, a tall, slim woman walks toward me. She is… stunning. Not ordinary stunning. Fashion-editorial stunning. She’s dressed in a breathtaking two-piece set, something minimalistic but extremely expensive, the kind of outfit only people who smell like money wear. She extends her manicured hand. “Good day, Ms. Diana. I’m Cece Louvel, CEO of Louvel.” I almost drop my novel.

Elias had shown himself out and at the moment, there was nobody apart from us. “He is one of the elite Mages. He is well-respected and being in his bad books would not help us. It would rather be a disadvantage.” I poured a cup of coffee from the coffee pot that one of the maids had brought us before bidding us goodnight. I offered it to her. She shook her head. “You know that this mage wolf is none other than Valerie Ravenwood, don’t you?” she murmured. I took a sip of the bitter liquid and went to stand in front of the window. The darkness outside was nothing like the view that I was used to.