Romans & histoires Valkyrie Black

frame braced, holding nothing but a manual sledgehammer. "Give us the 'Source-Code', Hawke!" Valerius screamed over the roar of the turbines, his eyes wide with the "Addictive" hunger of a man who couldn't live without an "Index." "We can reboot the 'Common Ledger'! We can rebuild the 'City of Stone'!"

What use could I possibly have to him? The woman stepped closer, her boots clicking against the floor. “Useful?” she repeated, her voice dripping with disbelief. “She’s a Valisteen. She’s nothing but trouble, and you know it.” “That’s enough, Lydia,” Dylan said, his tone cold and final. Lydia froze, her expression hardening. She looked at me, her eyes blazing with something between hatred and jealousy. “Fine,” she spat. “But when this blows up in your face, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

If I dare to fight back, they would know that I am no longer an ordinary Alpha, and the truth will be exposed. I had to bow my head in submission, the same way Valerie did earlier. It’s obvious that this is a damn plot to get me on camera when resisting the lycan princess. If they succeed, I would be at their mercy because they wouldn’t stop blackmailing me and forcing me to do exactly what they wanted. In this case what they want is my mate, Valerie. If Charlotte gets a video of me defying Beverly, then we are as good as dead. There will be no need to hide it anymore because she would make it go viral, and everyone would know that I have something to hide. If only I could pretend to be subm

Then Black Dragon spoke beside me. “They’re both inside too.” I said nothing. Outside, the van we are in a while ago is parked. Hawkeye’s head poked from the driver’s seat. “Black Dragon, the coast is clear.” He cautiously said. “Good.” Black Dragon answered. “Tie him inside the van and guard him Topgun. We will have him delivered to Eclipse now.” He told me. I nodded and obeyed. - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“Do whatever you want with her boys, Rape her to death, beat her to death, take her organs, I don’t care. Just make sure she doesn’t step out of this room alive. Bye, Alexa, hope you have a lovely reunion with your father.” My blood was fucking boiling, but my head aching was much worse. I knew she was wicked, but not this heartless. The door clicked shut, with the key and everything and I was left bare as the buff men got closer. “You don’t have to listen to her. I promise I won’t-” “She’s a pretty one. How about we take turns?” One of them suggested. My heart literally dropped to my stomach. I need to run. I can jump out the window. I should be able to make it. But again, I’m lifted and th

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.

the Alpha replied as he embarked on the elevator and punched in his code, Mal grimaced, “Not a connection, apart from the talks for coming out I haven’t seen a Valkyrie in thousands of years, they don’t exactly play nice with us Demons,” The elevator doors opened on the surface and the trio walked up the driveway where they were met by Charlie and a woman dressed from head to toe in cream leather, long flowing blonde hair and pale skin, she was almost ghostly, but beautiful at the same time, her eyes glowed a pale blue as she spoke to Mal directly, “Hello father,” the tone was condescending and snarky but swimming in truth, this was indeed the offspring of Mal and a Valkyrie, “Hi, I’m Stacy,

For weeks, I had hidden behind caution and fear, convincing myself that distance from Viktor was safer but somewhere between quiet conversations, shared dinners, gun lessons, and the strange gentleness he showed only me, something inside me had begun to shift and that terrified me more than anything. The soft sound of footsteps pulled me from my thoughts and I looked up. Viktor stood near the piano, dressed entirely in black as always. Black shirt stretched over broad shoulders, dark trousers hanging perfectly on his tall frame and sleeves rolled just enough to reveal the edge of his tattoos. He leaned one shoulder against the piano and listened silently while I stumbled through the ending o

Valerie Volos was a special drayak in the family tree. Her mother is my father's elder sister and got married late but Valerie was born a year before me if I remembered correctly. Valerie had pink hair and green eyes and was a shut in but when it came to romance and travelling she was the king or player one. She was special because she was the first full blooded drayak to born as a pure blooded human but as a protection means her mother bonded to her soul to a demon called 'Voice of the dead'. She hated living with the household like my elder brother so she lived with a human Cole Manchester, a super cute transvestite who was cursed from birth to live for a long time.