Valkyrie Crusade Novels & Stories

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

"That is why I’m trying so hard. And now that I am this close, this damn close to satisfying his wishes by becoming the Grand Queen of this Citadel, some bitch comes to snatch it away from me. Whether I live or die... My doom is certain ." The maid’s heart dropped to her feet. She hesitated before whispering, "You do not want this?" Valkyrie stared at her reflection, her expression blank. "I don’t even know what I want anymore. I don’t see me. I’m like a torch, one my brother and father ignite whenever they please. I don’t even know what I am." "My lady… may I offer counsel?" "Go on," Valkyrie replied, surprising Cassie who hesitated for a moment.

It pressed against my skin, threatening to split me apart, to tear through flesh and bone and consume everything in its wake. I forced myself to breathe, to stand firm, even as the cavern crumbled around us. Then— Valkyrie exhaled, her violet eyes burning like molten fire. "Deal."

Kael held the door and they moved out into the dark toward Elder Lysara's chambers without another word, and Zara watched them go with the hybrid's dragging feet leaving two pale lines in the dirt. She turned back to the room. Valkyrie had shifted back and was standing in the wreckage in a borrowed shirt, rotating her shoulder with a focused expression that suggested it hurt considerably more than she was acknowledging. "The last one," Zara said. "The one we brought to Lysara before. It was strong." "Yes," Valkyrie said. "This one was ten times stronger." "Yes." "That's a pattern." Valkyrie looked at her. "What are you thinking?"

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.

Standing beside the child in dark blue cloak which was now menacingly smiling at her. They're now surrounded by fire, aggressively consuming the corpses around them. The scenery is looks like a part of hell. "This hotness is the feelings of your hatred Crimson Blade. For all these years, you're still empty-handed! You still can't find him! We're. Still. Far. From. Our. REVENGE!!!" She looked at Zitrey with her terrifying eyes. It was full of rage, and the vibe she's giving were dark, heavy, and deadly. Very intimidating and menacing.

The Generals who worshipped Odin and had gained a name for themselves with their strength and intelligence in the battlefield, were made into immortal beings that would later become known as the Berserkers. Valkyries later learned to control their abilities and could hide their wings from humanity so they could blend in. Hundreds of years ago, Odin and Freyja created Valhalla Bridge, to help with the plague of vampires that had begun to spread across the earth. They ordered half of the Valkyries to continue their duties and collect warriors for the army, while the other half and the Berserkers were ordered to serve in the order and help protect humanity. "Nerine?" a hand waved in my face. “A

The image of the company depended on that project. "Just do as I say, Valeria." "The future of our company depends on that project." Valeria replied and Maria got up from her seat approaching, Valeria. "Just do as I say! I don't want the future of this company to depend on the painting of my enemy. So do as I say and call off the freaking project!" Maria yelled. Her jugular veins were visible through her flesh and her eyes were wide and red, she could commit murder in that mood. "Okay, Señora." Valeria said as she stepped backward then turned and left the office.

Not comfortable with the strategy, Valerie brought hers up and most of the armies agreed with it, Adira ordered that they followed the plan Valerie had came up with. The Aletha armies got ready for war and as bloody as it was, they’d lost all hope until Valerie re-strategized and they won, another victory for the Aletha pack and it was all thanks to their princess, they sung her praises as they made their way to the pack and was met by an angry Suprema. “You defied me.” Clarissa said, her eyes turning red as anger filled her up. “I’m sorry mother.” Valerie apologized. “But, we won, Ma.” She added with a smile, hoping to calm her mother down.

"We have the regular plan, the advanced plan, the luxury plan, and the rocket plan. I do need to let you know that the regular plan uses traditional methods and equipment, meaning that our staff would have to flip the corpse with a hook throughout the entire process, so it might not be the best for the body." That was honestly the one I wanted to pick. Nothing would suit him more than being burned alive while being rotated by a hook! On the off chance that he woke up immediately because of the pain, however, the consequences would be annoying to handle, to say the least, so I gave up. In the end, I tapped at the pamphlet. "Let's go with the rocket plan." I didn't really care about the newes