Valkyrie Brunnhilde Novels & Stories

When I turned around to look where she had gone, I found her bowing at the waist. "Where you go, we will follow. We are yours to command and send to our deaths. The Valkyrie was created in your name and will die with that honor," Sonja stood and I saw the determination within her face. Her eyes hard and her lips thin. "There is no one we wish to obey more than the Killer Queen and her daughter, the heir and coming Witch Queen."

he murmured, watching a nine-figure sum transfer to an anonymous, encrypted account. And in a secure, cavernous hangar deep beneath the tower, Katherine made the final, delicate adjustments to the Valkyrie drones herself, personally loading their payloads of custom-designed, magically-attuned "shield-breaker" ordnance. She ran a gloved hand along the cold, sleek fuselage of Valkyrie One, a silent communion between creator and her beautiful, deadly creation. The team was a single, perfectly calibrated weapon, poised to strike at the heart of their enemy.

Then silence. “Go on,” I said. Ash cleared his throat and began reading aloud. “Wanted: Kaliah of the fallen Silver Moon bloodline. Blind. Dangerous. A threat to order. Reward: 50,000 credits—alive. 25,000—dead. By decree of Alpha Axel.” I let the silence sit for a moment before I muttered, “Idiot.” He really thought he was that important? But underneath the anger was something colder. Realer. He didn’t want to bring me back anymore.

She better get used to it—with Kaia, Zoe, Summer, and Zoe’s warriors, the she-wolf energy in this group could power a nation. While Mom and Mist start sketching a strategy, Gondul turns to another Valkyrie. “Find Selene, Thor, and Hecate. We need them now. Go!” The Valkyrie doesn’t respond. She just whistles, and one of those stunning white horses bursts from the trees. She swings onto its back, kicks her heels, and is airborne—lightning cracking in her wake.

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.

he said as he started it up. “You suck,” I said, but he was apparently ignoring me. “Valkyries have cat-like reflexes, and their emotions are directly tied to lightning. They can also make a shrieking noise that can easily deafen anyone’s eardrums,” Zander said as we pulled away from the sub shop.

"You drifted." He frowned a bit. "For how long?" She hesitated before speaking. "Long enough that I had to call your name twice." His eyes searched hers for a moment before he nodded. "I'm alright." She wanted to tell him to stop saying that, that he wasn't alright because they both knew it. * * * * * Valkyrie had reached the pedestal, she circled it once without touching the book. "The chains aren't ordinary iron." Kael joined her. "What are they?"

"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?"

Reece says my name and I let out an excruciating scream because the pain just got worse and I don't think I can sense my wolf anymore. "Reece.. Morgan. I can't feel her..." I let out another scream. "Fuck…!" Reece picks me up bridal style and walks us out of the crowd that just gathered around us, upstairs into his room.