Romans & histoires Valkyrie Book

Alice answered after a while. "So you weren't with Alastair then ... " Nick and I have known Alice for a long time. There are only a few Valkyries in this world, maybe around fourteen, maybe less. No one knows for sure. Valkyrie is the goddess of war who lived for hundreds of years, they were born from human parents or Volder. No one knows how someone could be chosen and born into this world as a Valkyrie. Many of us wanted the power of the Valkyries and hunted them down, but of course nothing worked. In the first place, the chances of encountering a Valkyrie were extremely slim ... perhaps seven billion versus fourteen? Second, nothing can beat them. Valkyrie is nicknamed the goddess of war

The pressure on my throat vanished, and I dropped to the ground, coughing violently, air burning my lungs. Through my tears, I saw Iris. I was scared she wouldn't show up. I was scared it was my last moment. But there she was! She positioned herself between us now, eyes shimmering like dual moons, her aura enveloping me like a tide of tranquility. Her wings spread out behind her in brilliant defiance, and the earth shook under her bare feet “Ah… sister,” Valkyrie drawled, unfazed. “I always thought you were the wise one. But imagine… choosing a weakling to carry the pendant’s legacy.”

My back slammed into the bookcase, breaking it and bringing down all of Kalama’s books on me, while Musi ended up flying into the corridor outside of Kalama’s apartment. * Author's note*: This chapter was a special request from a good friend and fellow author, Charlotte Townsend. I hope you all like this chapter. You can follow me on my Facebook page and Instagram account. FB link: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorKindraWhite and Instagram link: https://www.instagram.com/kindrawhiteauthor/

I’m hiding behind a tree, watching them all pass and trying to catch the path of the scent again. And this time, I notice something strange. Something moving on the fallen leaves. A pair of feet, followed by patches of visible legs and face. I see the distinct different colored eyes and hair, slowly coming into full view as Valeria. That’s why no one saw her. She was under an invisibility spell. She’s panicking behind a tree, looking at Gamma Vincent approaching. I can’t take it anymore. I can feel her fear and I want to help her. “Keep quiet,” I whisper.

I closed my eyes, allowing the sensation to wash over me, feeling as though I was being embraced by something far greater than myself. At that moment, I felt a connection deep within me, a stirring in my soul, as if the divine presence above was reaching out to me, calling out to my wolf, to the very core of who I was. “Valkyrie Behati, I finally have the chance to talk to you.” To be continued…

I was back at the mercy of this evil King, and there was no telling what he had mapped out for me. But even as I sat there, defeated and broken, I refused to give up hope. Someday, somehow, I will find a way. ~~~~~~ Jerri's POV I stood there in my torture chamber, looking down at Gracie as she struggled against me. Her defiance only served to excite me further, and I knew I needed to have her, to break her down and make her melt under me. I pulled her closer, my hands rough as I made a long slit on her gown, exposing her delicate and battered skin to my hungry gaze. She tried to pull away, but I was determined to show her who was in charge.

She cursed, rubbing her forehead again. Apparently, Valkyrie had gone clubbing the previous night and had the famous wolf alcohol which was highly prohibited for anyone with a strong wolf. Even a sip wasn't even allowed. Valkyrie had a very strong wolf and she ended up drinking three bottles of wolf Alcohol. I watched as she tossed and turned every now and then before she sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “Why are you here?” She asked without looking at me and I bit my lower lip. “To apologize.” I said, watching her for any reaction. She gave nothing out and just replied, “Your apology isn't needed, just go and do the right thing.”

He was standing there looking at his master plan being implemented to perfection As the girl broke down in tears he smirked enjoying her pain On the other hand there stood the girl who he trained to perfection The girl who was able to deceive the king The girl who will bring both the king and his mate down He knew what the king was looking for He knew he searched for the girl with the mark And he also knew the mark Resurrection of the thunder wolf will have the thunder mark A book in the kings office says this And he has well read all the historical books to know about this fact. The king thought no one knew this but he was an exception The exception was none other than his worst enemy

The both of them began walking to the staircase that led up, to the next floor, where Citadel K was. “So what other differences do you think there are?” Harold who had been studying a small-sized blonde who seemed to be crying in a corner turned to look at her. The student had the same stature as Derek, Harold remembered, but Derek had been a Enchanter. A wizard, precisely. There was no way this weeping student was related to Derek. “I didn't hear what you said,” he said, turning back to look at her. “What other differences do you think there are between the pup of an Alpha and a normal wolf?”

"Very interesting circle that you surround yourself in?" "Yes," I huffed, pushing away a piece of my hair away from my face, getting annoyed now. "I'm surrounded by good people. People who protect me. My friend Kaitlyn, a Valkyrie, Sam- " "Oh, so it's you who has the Valkyrie as an ally?" She played again, laughing this time. "As it is, you must protect them. You must help them. They are in grave danger." "Danger?" I quizzed her. Since she wanted to play games, I would try playing one of my own. "What's going on that would put the Valkyries at the heart of danger?"