Valir X Vale Novels & Stories

When the barista saw her smile, he praised it by saying, "A smile is the best make up that any girl can wear. But true smile like this only persist till the end." After this he also said that by once again correcting the tea cups, "Best of you both, it’s something you and your Valentine can share and enjoy together" and then went to take other orders. Now William and Nevaeh alone in the table. Nevaeh mumbled in a confused voice, "valentine??" William who felt weird at first now start to taste the teas on front of him one by one by thinking that, "anyway, these two are of little confusing like Abigal. But wasting food is not good especially free ones".

She said to Valarie. " you mean Julius? ". " you know him?". She asked puzzled. "Sure,let's go together". " okay Val ". " Val?". Valarie asked raising a brow "Yeah. Short for Val". Juliet relied as ty walked out together. " wow, I like it". Val said and Juliet flashed her a smile.

"We may have to rethink our strategy slightly but we'll be here when Alexander comes." After a few minutes Comte Valerio and King Ricardo was discussing how best to form a line of defence against the coming vampires. Valerie was grinning impudently at the five betas dotted around the room, seeming to be having great fun and drawing their angry glares down on her head. Vale had moved to lean against the wall closest to the door, his arms folded and his green eyes cold as he surveyed the room slowly. For two species who supposedly hated each other they looked downright friendly compared to when they had first come in.

"Is this how you thank your savior, Miss? Isn't this attitude of yours too arrogant?" "Listen! All men in this world are a jerk! They play with women at will. Indeed, in your eyes, women are like clothes! When you get bored, you throw them away. That's disgusting!" Valen said with fiery emotions. "Miss, is this how you talk to a man? No wonder all the men are dumping you. Your mouth is even more deadly than you can be!"

“Maybe. But if someone’s trying to bury this story, it means there’s still something alive underneath it.” Nora exhaled. “God, you’re impossible.” “Yeah,” Caleb said, sliding the paper back to her. “But that’s what makes you good.” Aria folded the note again, slipping it into her pocket. Her coffee had gone cold, but her decision hadn’t. “Then I guess it’s time to find out who still wants me quiet.” The air inside Valente’s headquarters was heavy with the scent of money, steel, and loyalty bought in blood. The building was disguised as a logistics firm on the East River. Rows of cargo manifests and shipping schedules on every desk, but behind the locked glass doors, the real business thrived

Liam is already chattering at the breakfast table, telling me about a dream where he rode an elevator all the way to the top of the tall glass building. I listen with a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes, helping him with his shoes before dropping him off. Every mile I drive toward Cruz Holdings feels like another step deeper into quicksand. Valerio is getting closer, and I can feel it in the way he looks at me now; not just with hunger, but with genuine confusion. Like pieces were shifting inside him, and he’s trying to make sense of it. When I reach my desk, the floor is already busy. Valerio is in his office on a video call, but his eyes flick to me the moment I sit down. He gives a small n

I asked. He didn't answer immediately, but the way his eyes were jumpy and his shoulders were tense suggested something to me. I smiled slyly, realization dawning on me. "Don't tell me you’re a virgin, Valen." Valen sputtered, his face turning a dark shade of red that was visible even in the dim light. "Fuck off, jerk! I—" He was cut off by the sound of splashing footsteps behind us. We both turned, and the words died in my throat.

“You don’t want to underestimate me either. Are you one of Lacroix’s assassins?” Vale stepped forward, a crooked smile on his face. “What a good puppy you are. I wish there was time to house train you, but today has other plans.” “Lucian, this is Vale,” I said, heart hammering. “Victor Lacroix just crashed the party.” “I’ve heard of you,” Lucian said, fists still raised. “You own the sex club in nature territory. You own people.” “Velour is more than a club,” Vale said, eyes on me, mischievous. “I do not own people. People serve me. There’s a difference.”

she asked, her voice shaking with confusion and curiosity. Valtor's expression was unyielding. "Nobody, absolutely nobody, disrespects me in the manner that you did and goes scot-free." He paused, his eyes glinting with malice. "So, all of this was for revenge.?" She asked sadly, Valeria's tears fell faster, her body shaking with sobs. "Now you get it," Valtor said, his voice cold and detached, as he turned and walked into the shower room, leaving Valeria alone in the bedroom, her heart shattered into a million pieces.

He looked at her gently and said, "My beautiful wife, on Saturday I will be watching the Springboks versus the All Blacks match. Do you want me to ask your sister or my mother to keep you company? I will be next door with my friends." Valencia looked at her husband and asked annoyingly, "Xavier, don't you see that Valeria is in love with you? She is waiting for me to die and take my place." Xavier was dumbfounded. He laughed out loud and replied, "Your sister is overestimating herself. She is not my type. Please stop talking about dying. After you give birth to our daughter, Dr Smith will do surgery on you."