Valhalla Romance Options Novels & Stories

" I asked, feeling pissed off. "Besides, he doesn't even love that lady. They were forced to get married for f**k sake!" "Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "Did you just say Ryan doesn't love, Bethel? Please Karen, don't act like you don't know what's going on. He bought an expensive Bugatti for her for valentine. You also told us about the expensive necklace he bought for at the mall. And just yesterday, she was staying alone with him at his mansion. So, are you still tryna say Ryan doesn't love her?

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Now Ian didn't agree as planned even though it seemed like he was about to give in to the demands. "Same here.” Valeria opened her purse and brought out her card. "You know, we can hook up some other time." She said with an alluring smile. "Sure.” Drake just doesn’t want to be rude by rejecting her card so he accepted it. His eyes did a slow crawl on her. Valeria wasn't bad too but not as pretty as Ria Robert. Valeria leaned in closely. "I'll be expecting.” She whispered into his ear before kissing his cheek.

He asked, trying not to sound disrespectful but the annoyance in him grew slowly. Bella giggled, she let go of her leg, stood up and walked towards him, her sharp eyes not leaving her prey. With sexy eyes, she got close to him, sat on his desk, their eyes facing each other as she held onto his chin. "You are so handsome Dennis and a handsome man like you need a young beautiful lady like me, a lady who is ready to give you your wildest nasty desire" she whispered, her eyes not leaving him. Slowly, she went close to him to kiss him but Dennis was quick enough to shove his face away from her.

I had to get myself out. Ricardo’s POV Valerio barged into my office without knocking– a mistake he hadn't made in years. His face was pale and he seemed restless. “The city better be burning, or else.”I said, not looking up from the shipment ledger I was filling. “Its Vittoria.” My pen froze mid-stroke and I raised my head. Valerio’s hand shook as he showed me his phone. A photo glared on the screen. Vittoria, her hands and legs tied together, she was lying on what looked like hay, with hay clinging to her hair and her eyes closed.

Valentine drives, his hands steady on the wheel, his gaze fixed straight ahead. There’s something almost too controlled about him tonight. His expression is unreadable, his body wound tight. Achilles, of course, can’t stand the silence. “I feel like I’m in a vampire edition of a road trip movie,” he says, slouching in the backseat. “Except there’s no music, no snacks, and the driver looks like he’s planning a murder.” Valentine exhales slowly. “I am planning a murder.” Achilles whistles. “Oof. That’s ominous.”

Kael Blackclaw, the Rogue King, disguised himself as a delivery man to assassinate my mate, the Alpha of the Moonbane pack, Lucas Wolfgang. However, it was Valentine's Day that day, and Lucas was busy celebrating a romantic evening with his lover and childhood friend elsewhere. When Kael realized that he had failed in his assassination, he took my daughter, Tina Wolfgang, as hostage and forced me to drink the deadly wolfsbane potion. I tried my best to distract him with lighthearted chatting while sending Lucas an SOS signal through our mind link.

“Just trust me.” Evelyn stepped outside her apartment building and found Mateo waiting with a motorcycle. “Get on.” “Where are we going?” “You’ll see.” Twenty minutes later they were standing on a hill overlooking the city lights. Mateo spread a blanket on the grass. They lay side by side staring at the stars. “You’re smiling,” he said. “I am?” “Yes.” “I guess I am.” Mateo turned his head to look at her. “You should do that more often.” She then looked at him leaned in for kiss it felt like it lasted long but it was just for a few seconds

Her trembling voice and vulnerable demeanor made him falter. "I know you and Ava will get married," she continued, her tone soft, almost pleading. "You'll have decades together. But just for tonight, can't you stay with me? Just tonight." Mike sighed, torn, but eventually relented. "All right. Whatever you want. Go to sleep—I'll stay with you." His hesitation faded. Ava was right outside. Nothing could happen to her. She could wait until morning. With that thought, he and Lucy lay down together.