Valhalla Saga Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Lifting her into my arms, I met the eyes of my brothers, my allies. “Let’s go.” As we walked out of the dungeon, leaving the carnage behind, I made a vow. This crime against my mate would not go unpunished. I would burn their kingdoms to the ground to get my revenge. [End Book One] Read on as the adventures continue and more mysteries unravel in Book Two in the Enlightened Child Saga: Unshadowed.

(primary), Saela (returning frequency), Kehra (disruption as melody), Elora (truth-bound scribe), Maximus (threshold in shadow), Vathil (awake but uncertain), and Nareth (first new arrival) are all portrayed from the perspective of the protagonist. Lila Something was waiting at the edge of the field. not concealed. Not quiet.

Rage wrapped around grief wrapped around resolve so tight it could crack worlds. There you are, I think. The Queen stiffens. “Vaelira—what are you doing?” “Finding my vampire,” I murmur. And then— The world folds. No tearing. No strain. Just a sudden, vertiginous sense of elsewhere snapping into alignment. Stone becomes ash beneath my feet. Wind howls. I am standing in the middle of a ruined valley, blackened earth stretching in every direction. Burned trees claw at the sky like skeletal hands. Magic bleeds from the ground in sickening waves.

The sharp coil of anxiety clawing at my chest, worry pressed down on me like a tidal wave. “Val-" The word died on my lips. I froze, my hand flying to cover my mouth as a choked gasp escaped me. One of the guards lay sprawled on the floor with his throat slashed open, he's already dead. “Valtor!” Without another thought, I sprinted toward his chamber door. My trembling steps carried me to the massive door and without hesitation, I shoved it open. I didn’t care about Valtor’s warnings or his rule that no one was to enter his chamber without permission, none of that mattered when something was wrong.

THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYS!!! I APPRECIATE ALL THE SUPPORT AND LOVE SO FAR. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS LAST CHAPTER! Chapter 173 - “After the Storm” SONG OF THE CHAPTER: The Call by Regina Spektor RHEA'S POV: ~~~ The world feels like it is breathing again. I can feel it in the wind, in the trembling earth beneath my boots, in the way the sky seems to lift its veil of sorrow. The storm is breaking, and the realm is beginning to heal.

"How is that possible?" Chris just laughed as he gently ruffled Agatha's hair. Then his gaze was drawn to the road he was passing for the first time. "Is this the main road leading to the Alpha Maxton residence?" Hearing Chris's sudden question, the warrior who had been leading the way stopped his steps and turned around. "Right, sir. This is the main road leading to Alpha Maxton's residence. Is there a problem?" Chris was silent for a while, trying to remember the road he had walked as a child. "Hmm I feel like this is not the right-"

I held my forehead which had smacked into Valens' jaw when I suddenly sat upright. "Goddess! What is happening, Sagira?" Valens pulled me back to him, pushing my face into his neck and burying his face in mine. "Don't do that –" He pulled away, holding me at arm's length as his eyes roamed and assessed my body. "What just happened to you?" It interested me that his eyes were red, bloodshot as if he was intoxicated- or had been crying. "Magic." I pulled the bedcovers around me, covering my nakedness.

the last of them sassed “This is absurd” Mother cried out “You know you can do this without her having to die right?” “Yes but where’s the fun in that” They answered in sync. Totally creeping me out I looked round and found my father and brothers looking at each other with eyes glazed over and I knew they were communicating telepathically “Ugh… so how is this going down…” Mama asked again “Yes!!! Here’s the plan… Chaos will have to…” ****** ****** On the Third Day Alpha River’s P.O.V

"How many of you are there?" "Millions," she answered while blending strawberries. I couldn't stop my mouth from shaping an 'O'. Werewolves were real, and they have been living among us for centuries, yet I never noticed, never even thought in my wildest dreams that such fantastical creatures could exist in reality. Opening the book, I looked through a few pages, ceasing on one with that unfamiliar language. "What language is that?" "That's our cultural language, Ikarhi." I gulped, a heavy, suffocating feeling flowing in my chest. "Wh-What is that book in the secret chamber in Hades' study?"

Her mind heavy from her thoughts, she let out an exasperated sigh and found an empty alley. She looked around for a moment, making sure that she was all alone at the moment, she nodded and opened a gateway that all Valkyries were able to use to travel freely in-between the realms, she walked inside and the gate closed immediately afterward. “Oh Dear Lord!” Hanova gasped as she witnessed the destruction the Asgard temple was in. Corpses laid in the distance and from the visage only, she wanted to puke, she never expected such chaos and carnage. It was as if a monster was let loose to rampage around.