Valkyrae X Novels & Stories

Axel shot me a sideways glance, his eyes narrowing slightly before returning his attention to her. "We appreciate your hospitality," Axel began, clearing his throat to continue, but Valkyrie cut him off with a wave of her hand. "I am Valkyrie, remember?" she repeated, her eyes glinting with a knowing light as she flashed her rotten teeth once more. Valkyrie's eyes seemed to cloud over, her gaze drifting inward as she spoke. "She is feeling a sharp pain... because she has refused to regenerate her bond with her mate. And she is pregnant." I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my eyes wide with shock as I stared at Valkyrie. But Axel's face remained impassive, his expression a mask of calm.

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.

*****Xena's POV***** Valkyrie sized me up again with her gaze and went back to resting her head on the couch she sat on. “Val, I'm sorry.” I went ahead to apologize again for the untenth time. Valkyrie was stubborn and hard to please, I still wondered just how we both became best friends again. “Keep your damn apology, Xena!” She let out as she groaned. “Fuck! I shouldn't have drank too much.” She cursed, rubbing her forehead again.

We are taught that water and fire elements are the most superior but still keeping in mind that we need to be kind, as elemental users are now few in population, so I can't let Zale kill an elemental user, especially in their territory. "Zale, calm down, you are not venturing to kill fellow elemental users, you blockhead," I said as I went out and followed Kareela into their elder's house. We were guided by Kareela as she is familiar with what is inside this house. Kareela is the elder's great-granddaughter.

“Kyrian grabbed both of Ira’s wrists with one hand and pressed her hands tightly to the floor above her head. With his other hand, he roughly tore the neck of the white shirt, leaving deep scratches on the girl’s skin. The brown-haired man licked a drop of blood from her shoulder, then took a loud, drawn-out breath. -Your blood smells so wonderful... Sharp fangs pierced the tender neck. Ira screamed... Valya gathered all her strength and will. She had not used the other side of her abilities for many years. She liked saving lives much more than taking them. But she still knew something. Having ordered Ilyana to hide in the far hall, she prepared for the attack.

Victoria replied and flagged down a taxi when she got outside the mall. "What are you trying to do?" Derrick asked, surprised. "It's obvious, go home with your fucking car," Victoria yelled, entered the taxi before it zoomed off. "Fuck!" Derrick cursed with anger, scratching his face. His temper got the better of him today, he paced about before heading to his car, he sighed with regret and left

I just stood there, in the secluded road, all alone as the autumn breeze caressed me gently, reaching deep into my soul. I felt like a diaspora, standing there in the strange, dark valley. Suddenly, all the colours that was in the background and melted together in a bland combination. Everything swirled as I stood there, trembling. Something bad was going to happen, I knew it. The colours that melted together, suddenly, started separating, creating a vague form of shades. Red. Black. Brown. Scarlett. It was like witnessing a mighty artwork unfold in front of me. Shades of red, brown and black diademed the canvas, yet not getting mixed together, as if they harboured misogyny.

They want me out of this position, I’ll make sure I stay. Laine Matias It has been several days since I started coming to Astley Corporation with Giovanni. It still blows my mind that Valkyrie, of all people, is the mate of the Alpha King. Alex and Giovanni were in the middle of the discussion. I was sitting right next to Giovanni, not totally listening to the business stuff they were talking about. Besides, I already did my part in sabotaging everything about Kyrie’s tasks today. I have been observing her for days. I know where she gets all the folders and reports, I exchanged everything and made sure that it was all wrong.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Johnny was already drenched in sweat, but he couldn't find a single excuse. But then, right at that moment… "Everyone, look at this!" A woman wearing fashionable clothing dashed in with a phone pointed straight at me. "See that? This woman's a witch who brought my friend here to be cremated, without letting his mother see him one last time!" Ah, the woman of the hour was here. Lorraine actually had a large number of followers online because of the videos she posted of special effects makeup, so I wasn't surprised that she came here while streaming.