Valir X Vale Novels & Stories

“Guys,” I said, still not entirely sure how to handle this mess. “Enough, alright?” Valerian ignored me and jerked a thumb over his shoulder toward Mira. “You want to treat her like some trophy you deserve to claim? Tell me what you actually know about her. Like, for real, what do you know? Her birthday? Favorite color? Her hopes? Her dreams? What the hell do you know about her beyond what she’s like in bed?”

When Vale thrust in, Virgil met him, backing into Vale as his cock stretched him to the point of pain. "Oh gods, it's too much!" Virgil whimpered, his nails digging into Vale’s skim, he smelled blood. Virgil moved with his lover’s thrusts until his cock stroked the bundle of nerves deep inside causing him to gasp and moan in pleasure. Vale's cock was hitting his gland just right, sending waves of pleasure to wash over him.

Valeria, who was generally patient, couldn't stand it anymore. Eventually, Vanya started asking about Shane more directly. Frustrated, Valeria told her to stop mentioning their family matters and referred to him as her brother-in-law. Vanya persisted, saying they were just cohabiting, and maybe one day they would divorce. Valeria, knowing about the family's financial situation, felt increasingly irritated.

Rhydian shot back. “I am your wolf for mate-related matters.” Vale replied, with the particular dignity of someone reading from a very specific contract. “And for my personal favourite activity.” He paused meaningfully. “The sex. You’re an excellent performer, I’ll give you that. I do enjoy when you breed those damn holes.” “You shameless creature.” “You’re the shameless one. I simply benefit from the arrangement.” Another pause, shorter this time. “Anyway. Have a wonderful time with your so-called crushes, Rhydian. I feel a nap coming on.”

Valir still has to find the cause of Vale's death, as a cousin who is very close to him, he does not accept Vale's death without a cause. Valir remembered the past with Vale, they both promised to become noble mages and work for the kingdom, unfortunately all those dreams together had to be destroyed. Valir woke up from his sleep when he heard the sound of a crow in the back window of his room, he rolled up his sleeves and took out a small sword. Silently he approached the crow in the front yard of his house, grabbed his neck and stabbed him with a knife.

What matters is what you can gain from the situation. Williams felt his disgust rise at how callous Dantesounded. "You're only doing this for the contract, aren't you?" he accused. Dante 's smile was cold. "Let's just say that it's a mutually benefiting arrangement."

“I just want a chance,” I whisper, my voice breaking. “I need a chance. To prove to you that I was wrong all this time but I want to change--” “Ares,” Valeria interjects, stopping me completely. “It’s time to move on. We have different things to take care of now. Our paths don’t cross at any point any time in the future. I have my kids and they’re the only things in this world that I’m concerned about. My life revolves around them and that’s how I plan to keep it.”

Xavier said, shaking his head as I gave Ryan a hesitant nod. He stepped closer, tugging down the neckline of my dress just enough to see the mark clearly. I stiffened slightly at the closeness. It felt strange being this near to another vampire. Then the front door creaked open. Ryan froze, his hand dropping from my neck like he’d touched fire. We both turned. Valerian stood in the doorway, cold eyes locked on Ryan as he strode toward us with silent menace. “Daft,” Xavier muttered under his breath.

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.

Harrupero escaped but faced another elite warrior in a hand-to-hand fight. “Are you really going to do this now, Xerra?” Frith grinned at me. “Why don’t you listen to me first, Frith, if you consider your life valuable?” I pressed the blade against his neck. Blood trickled down his chest. “I should be the one saying that. You’re outnumbered, Xerra. Besides, the King always wins,” he said confidently, ignoring the small cut in his neck.