Valkyrie Book Novels & Stories

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.”

Valerie reached in her bag and pulled out the huge book from her pack. We sat down on the ground; Valerie opened the book. Inside was full of pictures of ancient wolves, weapons, and lots of words. I looked over skimming the pages as Valerie looked for any helpful information. I kept looking hoping we would find something. It was starting to get light out, the sun offering its light for us to read. I yawned; I couldn’t help how tired I felt. Valerie noticed me yawn. “Your Majesty, you need to take a rest, you are carrying twins.” She watched me as though I may go into labor any minute. She reached in her bag pulling out a blanket. She handed it to me.

All three looked at the woman who was shivering badly, now understanding that she was not the culprit. “I can help,” she offered, making a desperate attempt at saving her life. Elizabeth moved her hand in anti-clockwise direction and the mist dissipated. She then walked over to the woman and the woman pulled her hair up revealing a mark that was etched at the nape of her neck. As she inhaled the mark caught fire. As soon as she let out her breath the fire dissuaded. Elizabeth immediately recognized the symbol and nodded to the other two. She was a Valkyrie, an angel like creature with super strength, fast healing abilities and consents spirits around her. Valkyries were also thought to be ex

Valerie arrived at the college early so she could stop by Holbert’s office and apologize for missing their book date on Monday night. She wore a knee-length skirt and a button-down top with the first couple of buttons open, exposing her creamy globes. With any luck, it would be enough for him to get a sneak peek and forgive her, and she wouldn’t need to do anything else to appease the old man. As much as Damien, Nick, and Ivy thought this would be a feather in her cap she could use later for something she needed, it still gave her the shivers just thinking about it. Holbert Warren was a perverted old man, and not in the way Damien was. No. If the rumors were true, the president of the colleg

“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.

But he took Valkyrie`s word seriously, sensing the life inside of her; he knew this woman would not jeopardize her babies for nothing. My nerves were on edge, just like his; frustrated and angry, we watched yet another weapon crumble and turn to ash by his fire. The Valkyrie was still passed out, breathing slow and steady now, but still unable to answer me. I had no words to describe the sensation that went through me the moment we both saw the sun go down on the horizon—the absolute dread and fear that rippled through dragon and man. The decision made itself, and we let the last of our dragon fire dance over the open field, breathing out every last drop of the special fire that took me cent

She stared at him, feigning surprise, "Me? Am I worthy enough to know what your package is?" He smiled, "Come on, don't be that way. Come, let's go see the package together." "I don't want to ruin my mood, Andre." "Ughh, for crying out loud, Valerie, just come." She rolled her eyes, then placed the book she was holding back on the shelf and left with him. When they got outside the mansion, she was surprised to see a brand new white Rolls Royce; one of the best cars according to her knowledge.

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?”

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

Again she slipped out a folded piece of brown paper from her cleavage. I trailed off, looking at the brown flier she held in her hands. Her eyes slowly moving along lines of writing on the front side. I stood immediately, towering over her. “Valerie Mo'monte?” She asked. Indeed it was Valerie’s name on the Track and a good depiction of her face printed onto it. I’ve found it! My heart beat for joy and the pain from the welt on my leg suddenly disappeared. I snatched the Track from Sylria’s hands turning around and examining it. The Alpha Emeral indeed was a twisted and coning man, putting such a huge Bounty on Valerie’s head. This was the case, I was sure she would be in total refuge from pr