Vali Highschool Dxd Novels & Stories

He solidified my suspicion by trying to deny it, just like Valentina, he was terrible at lying. “On the 28th of February, 2023, Valentina died,” I said intending to incite him, and incite him did I do, because his eyes widened and he turned that surprised look to me. “She climbed up the roof of the school building and jumped to her death. She was buried after a week.” “H-How did you know that?” He was shocked to the bone marrow, he arched towards me and grabbed my hands, and once again his eyes were filled with tears.

I could feel sweat beginning to bead on my forehead, and the tension in the room thickened immediately. “Didn’t you hear Lord Alpha’s orders? Do you have any idea how valuable the sacrifice is? And you’re trying to kill her?!” Dax’s voice rumbled with fury again, but Villion, just turned his back on him, as though nothing had happened. “If you don’t want my sword to find its way into your own throat as well, I suggest you shut up,” Villion’s calm voice cut through, but there was a sharpness in it that made Dax clench his jaw even harder.

“I… I went to see a friend.” “A friend?” June’s brows furrowed deeply. “What do you mean a friend? You don’t have any friends that I don’t know about, Valerie. Who are you talking about?” Valerie turned her head slightly, her small eyes darting toward the direction of the tall trees near the edge of the schoolyard. She pointed with her tiny finger, whispering almost proudly, “This is my new friend.” June followed her gaze. And there he was. Xander.

"That makes sense." Suddenly, Valen let out a loud, incredibly dramatic, teary voice. "Happy birthday in advance, little mate! It is not every day a girl turns twenty-one." I burst out laughing at his ridiculous face and kicked out my leg at his thigh. He caught my foot effortlessly mid-air, a wicked smirk spreading across his face. "Oh no you don't. What if I take this little kick as an invitation for round two?" Darian immediately swatted Valen’s large hand away from my ankle. "I think not, Valen. You have already had your turn."

On the plus side, it was far too late in the day for us to be heading back to Valkyrie HQ, so I’d be spending the night in his arms, which sometimes, is all you need as a stress relief. Sighing, I kicked my feet up, pulling out my phone and calling Ironclad, the current president of the Gearless Knights. I don’t have the best working relationship with the Gearless Knights, so I knew this was going to be interesting, to put it politely. Ironclad: Duchess, that’s not a name I see pop up on my phone often. What’s happening in the world of the Valkyrie? The Duchess: Ironclad, good to speak with you. I don’t know if it’s gotten to you through the grapevine yet, but I recently took over and integr

But they composed immediately, trying to focus on the mission at hand. Dax raised his sword first charging towards him. But Valen moved like lightning. In two seconds, Dax was on the ground, bleeding bad. “DAX!” Ayla shouted. Dax was her closest friend from childhood who always stood by her side. Orion quickly jumped in as Valen's claws came out sharp. It was evident that he was stronger cause he had been consuming fresh human organs. Compared to us who didn't. I roared and charged in, now knowing I was the only one who could match him.

**1 year time skip** *Valerian’s P.O.V.* My fourteenth birthday was only a few days away. I was excited for tomorrow because my choir class had traveled to nationals for the competition. It was being held in a town that I knew very well. I had a lot of the solos since I was the only male and since I could hold a range of notes. My choir class loved me, but I was still bullied. The choir kids were only nice to me when we weren’t around Fang. Ever since the day they beat me up the bullying has gotten worse. I managed to keep it from my family so they wouldn’t worry, but I hated it. I didn’t want to move because Dad had a really great job there and Mom had friends as well as Tommy. I figured I

I smiled, stepping away from the railing. "The western road has been empty for a decade," Drax grunted, pulling his chair up beside me. "Let the ghosts haunt themselves. We have a harvest festival to prepare for." A loud, metallic clash of training swords echoed from the training ring near the lake. I looked down. Valen was sixteen years old. He was tall, built with Ashren’s incredibly broad shoulders and terrifying speed, but he had my dark hair. He was currently sparring with two massive wolfkin warriors simultaneously.

“That sounds fun. I can always grade papers later.” “Now, that’s a good girl,” Damien said as she heard him leave his chair. “So, what can we do to help?” Valerie couldn’t believe she was about to have dinner with the man who had just beat her ass and his girlfriend, a woman who had no idea the two of them were involved in some twisted sexual game. Shame filled her as she followed Holly into the kitchen.

she asked without turning. “Dario Valenti. Ex-special forces. Quiet. Deadly. Loyal… so far.” “He’ll be dead before he blinks. Anyone else?” “There’s a woman—his new consigliere. No one knows her name. Doesn’t speak in public. But when she whispers… men disappear.” Victoria smirked, sipping the whiskey. “I admire women who keep their mouths shut and their knives sharp.” A long silence passed. The only sound was the low hum of the jet engines.