Valkyrie Mythology Novels & Stories

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.

And in the frostbitten north, the loyal Lycan packs howled, one voice, one vengeance, one war. The Valley of Tears, named for the queens who once wept here, would cry no longer. It would burn. Elara stood atop the battlements, her cloak billowing like stormclouds spun in silk. Below her, an army like none Eldoria had ever seen filled the valley. Lycan. Vampire. Hybrid. Bound not by bloodline, but by purpose. The sigil of Virelith blazed on every standard: flame wrapped in silver, the promise of rebirth through ruin.

He, obviously, had heard about the race of women 'created' and raised for battle and war in the Norse Pantheon. "Yes, one of my grandmothers was a Valkyrie. Just like the Veelas, a Valkyrie's female child is always a Valkyrie, a male child is from the same race as the father, human in my case. My father was a human born from a Valkyrie, so technically, I have Valkyrie's blood in me." Erik explained to the little Professor, who grinned at Erik and said. "I would like to trade blows with you sometime, Lord Ravenclaw."

VALKYRIE Some ancient tribes believed that once the moon turned into a shade of blood, it's deeply wounded or terribly ill. And during the eclipse, their people would chant prayers and offer dance to provide healing to this celestial magnificence in the dark sky. For our people, it was the very symbol of our curse and our birth— the image of our Goddess. It gave monstrous power to our ancestor who sought revenge for the death of her tribe. The one who had founded the Phantom and live within her children in blood which continuously led our kind to supremacy. Until she got broken, betrayed by her own kin. Her spirit shattered into three inheritors and then, she disappeared from our consciousne

He told me that he travelled quite often and loved it. He met my mother, and my grandmother, where they shared their experiences of what they were, and how they assisted the Valkyries by being the people who were often in consultation with Odin, and that they soon, the line would die, if someone in the family didn't come to have it. That my family were one of the many warrior families that were Fae, who did all the battles for the Valkyries, since they weren't allowed to intervene during major fights; that they were only allowed to engage by amassing the souls of those who were of nobility and carrying them into the Grand Halls of Valhalla.

She looked at Thea before continuing. “Other stories tell of similar but benevolent beings,” Amethyst said. “The Valkyries. They were also associated with battlefields. They served the gods, taking the dead to Valhalla.” Thea looked at Xavier. He shrugged his shoulders. Thea turned back to Amethyst. “Are you saying bad vampires are Keres, and good vampires are Valkyries, but the Valkyries went extinct?” Thea said. “It’s a theory. Valkyries haven’t been heard of in a thousand years. The only people who might be old enough to know for sure are vampires. The oldest vampires,” Amethyst said.

Never even try to warn us that a traitor was in our midst, selling us out for a price I have no idea about. "Why?" I asked, my voice shaking as I recalled all that happened to us. "Why did you let that happen? Even to April." "I understand how you feel, Valerie, but I can't change everything." She responded calmly. "Then why the fuck are you, the goddess? Why do we have to worship you when all you do is sit and watch us get killed?!" I yelled, pointing my fingers at her as tears rolled down my eyes. "There are some things I can't interfere with, Valerie, but I can always make things right."

I closed my eyes, allowing the sensation to wash over me, feeling as though I was being embraced by something far greater than myself. At that moment, I felt a connection deep within me, a stirring in my soul, as if the divine presence above was reaching out to me, calling out to my wolf, to the very core of who I was. “Valkyrie Behati, I finally have the chance to talk to you.” To be continued…

He was successful in clearing the sky but they all heard angry cry of Serenity and dark clouds gathered again. Valerina looked down where hybrids has rounded the woman who is dark blue like a venom, her long hair were swaying with the angry wind. She was looking like a demon. Sharp fangs are out which can tear anyone in half. Her growls were literally shaking the ground. Valerina gasped when she threw fire at Lucifer who tried to grab her. She wonder if Augustus can also threw fire from his mouth like his mother. "She won't stop until she finds Carlos"