Valkyrie Black Novels & Stories

He was scanning every girl above the age of 18 and under 30 in the ball, man had no limits since he’s yet to find his mate. As Vincent and I started talking, the doors opened walking into the big ball was the Luna herself, looking stunning in her dress, Vincent let out a small whistle, "who is she" he asked dramatically. "That is Luna Valeria, and you better toned down a bit her mate can eat you alive" I replied. Then his whole presence changed, " the black heretic" he whispered venomously.

I ask in surprise as I look down both ends of the hall. Victor’s expression is sombre, not his usual effervescent self. “This came for you,” he says holding out a black envelope with ‘Blackheart’ scrawled on it in beautiful gold calligraphy. I take the envelope from his hand and even though I know what I’ll find, I still turn it over to look at the back, sealed with gold wax with a blood drop symbol embedded in the wax and I suck in a breath. “I’m sorry, Heart,” Victor says, his voice full of regret. I give him a smile, “You have nothing to be sorry for, thank you for bringing this to me,” I say kissing his cheek.

'' He murmured. ''Yes, yes. I'm here...I'm here...'' Tylor's dark orbs flickered back to his green ones. Hope gleamed in my heart. A second later his black eyes had returned. That hope drizzled down like the tears that streamed down my face. ''Sky!'' He growled. He was pressing his weight on me. He moved his bulge in between my thighs. I screamed and trashed beneath him. Tylor groaned. ''Feisty.......the more you move the more I get turned on. Fuck Sky....''

Her voice was particularly shrill to my ears. "They're dead! All dead! That is wonderful! I am happy when you are miserable!" My eyes turned red. I swung the knife down hard to stab her. That was when Liam rushed in. A flash of black light flew out from his sleeve. A little Black Dragon lunged at Lucia and bit her throat hard. Lucia held her hand to her throat as fresh blood spurted freely. She fell to the ground. The little Black Dragon turned back to quietly slide up my wrist. He looked up at me. "I'm here to see you, Mom."

The slippery, conniving, green snake who had lied to Cordy that I cheated on him with his beta. All I wanted to do at that point was get off the bed and pull that annoyingly gorgeous hair out from her hair sockets and then watch as they fall to the floor strand by strand until she becomes bald like alpha Lockwood. But I didn’t do that…yet. “I have no need to talk to a figment of my imagination. You should go back to the land of the living and find the people who need you there” A confused look graced her face before changing up to pure amusement. “Hold on, Valerie; don’t tell me that you think you’re already dead and in some kind of alternate universe?”

She can’t sing. Didn’t you see her marking on her wolf? She’s all black with blue-tinted fur with a white symbol on her chest! Okay, well what does that symbol mean? It means that she’s the incarnation of the Goddess of Water. The upside-down triangle on her chest is an ancient symbol of water. What. The. Fuck?

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

Valerie blinks her eyes open and feels immense pain all over her body. She whimpered when she felt the silver chain around her wrists and she cried out feeling it burning into her skin. She tries pulling against it even though she knew it would burn deeper in her wrist. She stops struggling to look at her surroundings. She remembered that she can link to her mates. "Lucas? Leam? Can you hear me?" "Valerie! Where are you?" Lucas said almost immediately.

I thought they would scramble to retrieve it so I kick the guns out of the way, but the men just let out screams and start to scramble out of the little cottage, not even remembering the money. The white wolf turns around, very slowly still, and the moment I look into its eyes, I realize that it’s Valeria. And she’s growling, her eyes shining with nothing but pure anger and hate. I can almost feel the levels of chaos emanating from her, moving in the air in waves. I can feel it getting to me too, urging me to finish what I started here. She slowly approaches, her mouth pulled back into a snarl and revealing her razor sharp teeth.

However, at that moment, something else caught my attention about Valquíria and made me connect some dots in my mind. The transformation she had undergone was remarkable and had made her almost unrecognizable to those who knew her before. Valquíria had become a completely different version of herself. Her previously platinum blonde hair, cut shoulder-length and always straight, was now black, long, and permanently curled. Even her eyes, naturally dark, were now different, as she wore light brown contact lenses, making her strangely similar to... Karen!