Valkyrie Brunnhilde Novels & Stories

The woman stood forward proudly. "This is Sonja. She is the oldest member of my elite Valkyrie. A group of highly trained women who serve directly beneath me. She was the one who made me realize that to win this war, I will need women like you to fight for me." Sonja looked straight ahead of her. She knew I would use her story to move the masses.

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

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

“I promise you will.” “And mine,” Holly said, smirking as Valerie turned to face her once more. “Don’t forget, this means you also obey me, and I assure you, I’m even darker than Damien.” Valerie stood there, shuddering at the implied threat. She simply nodded as her pussy burned with renewed need. “Yes, ma’am,” she said. “Whatever you desire.” Holly’s grin grew. “Oh, I desire a lot.” Valerie felt another shudder ripple throughout her body.

With a single flick of her wrist, it cuts through the darkness, the air, like bullets - allowing nothing to stand within visual distance of Valerie. Though Fenrir grew livid with the audacity of these mongrels, Jaxson can't transform and leave Valerie vulnerable – not even for a second. But it doesn't matter. Jaxson didn't need to expel his energy in a futile shift, not when he has suffering to inflict of his own. As the battles wages, the Harpies lead warrior strikes a landing right before him, "she will die, before Eldora's suns awaken from their slumber," the Harpy promises, her blue eyes piercing into Valerie.

I asked her, as I offered her a hand and she stood up again. “Gunnr, Valkyrie of War. I’ve come to take Hati to the depths of Muspelheim, to be chained in the fires of Odin’s wrath for eternity,” she said to me. “Why only now?” I asked her. “He had to be defeated by a half-breed first. It was prophesized,” she said, as she walked towards the fallen wolf, and a bright light surrounded her. I didn’t know how to respond to that, what prophesy? Why didn’t Freya mention this?

But before I could storm out, Zaqriel’s voice stopped me. “Valkyrie is not a man.” I turned. His eyes caught mine, blazing, stripping every shield I thought I had. “Valkyrie is a bloodline. MY bloodline.”

My vision blurred, the world tilting dangerously— And then, I wasn’t in my room anymore. --- A battlefield stretched endlessly before me. The air was thick with the scent of blood and smoke. Bodies lay scattered across the ground, and above them, Valkyries fought with a fierce, desperate rage. They were beautiful. Deadly. Their wings—black, silver, white—flashed like lightning as they clashed with monstrous creatures born of shadow. Their claws pulsed with golden light, slicing through the darkness with terrifying precision. But they were losing.

she offered, making a desperate attempt at saving her life. Olivia moved her hand in anti-clock wise 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. Olivia 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 expert at using clairvoyance, which gave them the ability to trace the history of anyone or anything by touching an object t

Tyr whispered to himself. He reached to her beloved's hands and clasped them into hers. His eyes began to glisten once more as he summon the energy of nature, gathering all the elemental planes, even those that are not within the boundaries of his ability. Earth, water, fire, wind, and sky. The paraelemental, even the quaiselemental energies had responded to his call. The entire Valhalla had begun to shake. This is therefore his one last blow, he doesn't care.