Valkyrie Cain Novels & Stories

"Don't dare come near my people again" Damont got on the elevator wondering how he was going to get information on Vinca. He needed to do something before she appeared again. He wasn't suited for jail and there was no way he was going to do time.

“But I also think he has other reasons for going to Bloodcrest. For example, to meet the woman who hasn’t made him have a moment of peace since she arrived.” That’s enough to pique Malcolm's interest. He leans forward, brows furrowed. Kai has a woman? He didn’t think the formidable alpha he had heard of could be capable of feeling anything for a woman. “Tell me about her.” “Her name is Valerie Manchester,” Damien begins. “She’s the lead researcher in the fight against the Moonblight virus, and apparently, the woman who has the Alpha of Ashville in a chokehold.”

I raised my head at the voice. I hadn't heard any footsteps. “What?” “Why would you disobey your Luna?” “I guess that's not why you're here. You're not angry that I disobeyed your chosen mate.” I smirked. “You're angry that I bruised your ego. What does that tell you?” “My ego? Who do you think you are, Val?” His voice rose. “It's Valkyrie to you, Ryker. And yes, I am the woman who rejected her Alpha Mate because he's not just a whore, but a useless partner to his wife. A cheat!”

She knew he was her mate and she still went ahead to do what she did with Darius. He was a whole other thing entirely. Fucking bastard prick. I pushed myself even harder. I did not want to think about this anymore. “Tyrin did not even think to tell me” Valkyrie seethed. She was extremely pissed off. Although Tyrin and Valkyrie didn’t have the same emotional connection that Romeo and I have… well had because I sure as well do no want to fuck him now, or ever again for that matter, but they were friends and so she also felt betrayed.

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.

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

- Can I sit next to you? – she asks. - Of course, my Luna. - Don't call me Luna. Alpha and Luna, beta, and other titles, we only use them when dealing with pack matters. What we normally are is a MC. That's what keeps us safe. And as the group leader's wife, my name is Valkyrie. - You can sit down, Valkyrie. – he says smiling. But even the smile was sad. - Why are you sad?

"What are you doing here?" "Hey, I know you hate me but you have to listen to what I'm about to tell you." I only folded my arms and kept staring at him plainly. "You're Valerie Hawkins, Hybrid daughter of Cassius Hawkins, leader of the Night Exiles. The vampire clan." There was a sinking feeling in my stomach as soon as he said those words, but I was pretty good at hiding my emotions so I stared at him plainly as if not fazed by his discovery. "And don't get me wrong Valerie, I'm not here for trouble, I'm just here to help. Please." He added, staring at me pleadingly. I glanced at April who was seated at the corner, staring at us before letting out an exhale.

Ryker huddled behind a rusted crate, clutching the flash drive as if it were his lifeline. “Keep moving!” Damien ordered. Aurora grabbed Ryker’s arm, pulling him toward an old conveyor belt that led to the upper level. Below, more of Victoria’s operatives poured in, unleashing a hail of bullets. Metal sparked, dust rained down, and the factory trembled with the violence of battle. From his rooftop perch, Valkyr smirked. “They’re putting up a fight.” His lieutenant spoke again. “Do we intervene?” Valkyr adjusted his aim, lining up Damien in his crosshairs. He exhaled, finger tightening on the trigger—

If anything, it looked like an everyday ride. And it was being done by an amateur like her? Whispers filled the air once again. “Is she actually Valkyrie?” “Valkyrie’s a woman?” “After five years… Valkyrie’s back?” From one stand in particular, the elite from earlier slumped in his chair. “Argh damn,” he whined. “I’ve lost the money. My wife’s definitely going to kill me.” Meanwhile, in the VIP section, Ryan let out a low whistle, scooting closer to the edge of his seat. “She’s good,” he muttered.