Valkyrie Black Novels & Stories

It's a step up from a mailroom clerk. I reach a hand out, ready to shake his, but am only met with disappointment. Mr. Valiant, a head of dark brown hair cut short to his scalp, half glances in my direction before his attention falls back to the oversized phone as he taps on the surface. The phone and tilt of his head hide his face from my position, but I don't need to see it to visualize his looks. His pure blue eyes soften the powerful jaw and nose that also adorn his face. The man has eyelashes for days. It's impossible to miss his hotness factor.

Valerie yelled and threw all her expensive lotions and makeup on the bed. Psalm was quietly sitting on the bed watching everything unfold. Valerie had actually find out that Sage walked as a club attender so she payed some men to drug her and raped her while taking a video. She had intended to use the video into blackmailing sage and make her do whatever she , Valerie wants but the leader of the men phoned her just now saying she escaped with a guy after getting drugged then sent a picture of her leaving with the guy. Valerie almost died of anger when she saw The guy was Dylan.

he said while snorting and pointed his sword at Val. “No. You are Vanjoss! Can’t you remember me? It’s me, Valkyrie!” Val shouted and felt strange when she uttered her name. The name she buried along with the memories of Vanjoss. When he died protecting her, she lost herself. It’s like part of her was dead. With the help of her sisters, she slowly returns to her old self, but she has to forget all the memories with Vanjoss for her to keep on living like she promised to him. And that included her name. She didn’t let anyone call her Valkyrie, not even her sister and mother, except Vanjoss. Because she will just remember those horrible memories.

"I knew someone who used black magic and the more you use it the worse you'll be. You may feel fine right now but later, in the long run, you'll start feeling symptoms like vomiting and loss of hair and that is only the beginning. So I urge you not to keep using Black Magic." Valerie nervously nodded. When Zack instantly gave a pistol to Ana, Valerie grabs it then said politely to Zack, "I think one is enough for both of us." Sarah glares at Zack while Zack just looks away and tucks in the pistol he was supposed to give to Ana. Valerie wasn't meant to be here. She was too young and has no experience in fighting whatsoever. She was just 17 years old watching over Anna as Tera possesses Anna's

Vireya's POV When we reached the center hall, the High Witch of Iskareth stood waiting, her black robes flowing like liquid shadow. Her eyes widened the moment they landed on me. “We have scores to settle,” I said, lifting my chin, “but if we don’t fight the demon who stole your Heartstones, he’ll come for your lives next.” Her jaw tightened, but she didn’t speak. Zevarion stepped forward. “We’re gathering allies. This isn’t just our fight, it’s the world’s. We need all of us. Even you.”

“Yup. So did Karma.” “I mean,” he chuckled. “If anyone was going to get into some shady shit, it was Karma. If we’d had to place bets, I’d have said Karma ended up being an assassin.” “Not too far from the truth, she is my Sergeant at Arms as well as my second,” I laughed. “So how did the Valkyrie happen? How…just how are you where and who you are?” I smirked.

My heart stopped. I read it again.And again.The letters didn't change.They stayed there, black against white.Valkyrie.Co-owner.Lawson Maritime.Evie.My knees almost gave way."No."Jaxson reached for the document.I pulled it away."Don't.""Kirrily, you need to listen to me.""That's her name."He said nothing."That's my sister's name."Still nothing.My hands began trembling."Who is Valkyrie?"Jaxson's jaw tightened."You already know.""No."

But the numbers danced across the screen, blurred by the adrenaline still running through his veins. "Today I’m just an exemplary analyst," he thought, forcing himself to focus. "Double the work, neutral expression, zero mistakes." --- Meanwhile, Valkiria Darkmoor entered the company lobby as if the entire world had been created to make way for her. She wore a tight black dress with a deep neckline in the front, her back bare down to the base of her spine, the hem ending mid-thigh over her perfect legs. Her pale skin contrasted sharply with the dark fabric, giving her the appearance of living porcelain. Her straight black hair fell like a midnight curtain to her waist, and her eyes—identical

I heard Lycan King Xyrus say and eight other pairs of eyes stared at me. He wasn't alone, like I thought; both Vance and Lady Eliona are here. I walked slowly towards them, my eyes drank in the appearance of Xyrus. Among everyone present, he seemed more excited to see me. “Oh my goddess. You look so beautiful even at night lady Valeria.” Lady Eliona said and I realised why Xyrus picked this dress. I now know why he called me here only to have me sit in the space next to me. He is trying to pass a message to Vance that I, Valeria, belong to him.

Matthias is all that and more to the Pack and to the Alpha. My father nods and places his finger on the intercom. "Thank you. Please escort her in." A few moments pass in tense silence until Matthias opens the door to the office, Layla trailing behind him with her hands clasped in front of her. He places his hand on her back and guides her in. "Sit." He growls at her and for a split second of weakness, I almost feel kind of bad for the she-wolf. You won't be able to find a single wolf in Blackwater who isn't more than fond of Willie. She is fated to be our next Luna after all, even though she isn't yet aware.