Valkyrie Book Novels & Stories

Empire shifted tectonically under Kenji's chessboard; my pieces no longer pawns. Evening found him in lounge depths, scotch amber glowing city-veined glass, obsidian gaze lifting as stilettos clicked approach. No words—just stare loaded double-meanings, dragon pulse leaping throat under my dissection. Vengeance sealed blood ties, stalking forged new chains. Tension simmered, no boil, slow burn, atmospheric lethal—his to ruin, mine to claim.

‘’I don’t care.’’ I flipped my long wavy chocolate brown hair as I raised my brows while looking at Ismael as he tried to explain how their group is growing now. I know that he is fully aware that he can’t force me to do the things that I am not interested with. He is convincing me to join their group. It’s a group of strong werewolves that dreaming to join the mercenary that serves Alpha pack in the battles, of course my father won’t allow that. I am persistent to say no to him because I am not really into these stuffs. Yes, I admit that I always get involve in troubles but I don’t want to worsen my father’s stress and frustration about me and his work being the Alpha’s right hand.

The entire world appeared to be frozen at this precise moment. Tyr’s thoughts were drawn once more into the chaotic world. Inside that chaotic world, Tyr was suspended in the air like the God that created this world. There were two books suspended above Tyr’s head. One of them was golden in color. It was the Song of the Empire that helped Tyr refine his tyrannical vitality energy. The other book was in blood red, and it was the Souleater Grimoire.

Or was she? The light bounced on the cover revealing a figure before disappearing again when the book became straight. Curious, I turned it again in my hand. "Isn't that the Valkarie crest?" " Yes, " I grumbled my brows furrowing even more as I swallowed. "What the hell are you doing with a Valkarie diary? " I glanced at my brother seeing the confusion on his face as much as he held contempt.