Valkyrae Hot Novels & Stories

I can now boldly call you a bad girl. "Whatever Babe, just come quench the flame of desires that are surging through me," Victoria urged licking Derrick lips lightly. "Then your wish is my command, i don't want you begging to be freed this time around." "No, that's the past, what you don't know is that I'm way more stronger now," Victoria replied and rubbed her nose on Derrick's own as he carried her into the bedroom, kissing her all over. "It's sure going to be so hot!" Victoria thought with happiness...

"Open your legs." Jagged pieces of fear slice through me. "What are you going to do to me?" I can't keep the quiver out of my voice any more than I can the arousal. I don't want to open my legs because I don't know what his plans are. And I don't want him to see how wet I am. I'm so wet my panties are slick and clinging to my mound. "Valkyrie." The wicked devil chuckles. "If I was going to fuck you, I'd be buried deep inside you already and you wouldn't be able to walk. Now shut the fuck up and open your legs."

She's ready to make some men hard tonight and in return she’ll go home with a bunch of cash for her family, especially for her sick mother. She grabbed her robe and went out of the dressing room. “Girl, those hungry, ugly men are waiting for you. They kept on calling your name while Kat was on stage. I can’t imagine how annoyed she was!” Margaux giggled as she ushered Brianna to the backstage. She’s next to perform after Kat and the last one to dance for tonight. Valkyrie is a high-end, VIP membership-only club. Only the wealthiest could afford to pay for the membership card and men like rich businessmen, actors, celebrities and even famous politicians came to the place to release all their

Oh, wait, I know who—this red-haired bitch over here would. I could taste iron at every corner of my mouth, my back aching from the slightest movement but I swallowed hard on the pain. “You…” she said, pointing at me while trying to catch her breath. " You're Mia, right? The daughter of Ray Valisteen, AKA the Valisteen Princess?” “Who's asking?" I said, trying to keep my voice struggling to sound calm and mocking but cracked a little while biting back the pain.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Darius's assistant was the first to recover from the shock and quickly moved forward to welcome her. “Ms. Valkira!” he exclaimed, barely able to hide his excitement. “We had no idea you were coming. Please, allow me to escort you to a seat. President Darius will be—” Valkira walked straight past him without slowing down or even acknowledging what he was saying. Valkira walked straight up to Kaelen, who was still sitting with his feet on the table and glared down at him. “The one and only Valkira has returned. So, Young Master of the Aegis Pack, if you have anything to say, say it to my face!”

he said as he started it up. “You suck,” I said, but he was apparently ignoring me. “Valkyries have cat-like reflexes, and their emotions are directly tied to lightning. They can also make a shrieking noise that can easily deafen anyone’s eardrums,” Zander said as we pulled away from the sub shop.

‎The door swung open and Kael walked in first, his dark hair damp from what she assumed was a very rushed, long journey. Behind him came a woman who made Zara instinctively straighten her spine. ‎She was tall. Terrifyingly so. White hair pulled back in a severe braid, sharp eyes that swept the room like she was already calculating exits and threats and everyone's weakest points simultaneously. She wore travelling leathers the colour of charcoal, and there was a sword at her hip that looked like it had actually been used. ‎Recently. ‎"You must be Zara Grey." The woman's voice was low and unhurried. She looked her over once. Just once. "I'm Valkyrie Varek."

Sharp blue eyes and lips as red as a cherry. “You have great taste.” I shrugged. “So you are?” “Skye.” I stretched forth my arms in a handshake, “Val—” “Valkyrie Nightborn.” He finished. I stared at Azira who raised her hands innocently. “Everyone knows you. Alpha Ryker's slave and the white…witchy.” My lips flew open. Then my eyes. Azira nudged his arm. “So sorry, mi lady.” He bowed dramatically grinning from ear to ear like he'd just said a midnight joke.

A violent pulse rippled through the cavern. A tremor of pure, undiluted power. "Alpha! What was that?!" Gamma Finn shot into the cavern, warriors trailing behind him, their weapons drawn. "I don’t know!" I barked, tension coiling in my gut. "Stay alert!" Then, all at once, the answer revealed itself. At the center of the cavern, Valkyrie stood—glowing, trembling, alive with something beyond comprehension. Golden light pulsed from her in waves, her violet eyes burning like twin flames against the darkness. The mark on her skin shimmered, shifting, alive.