Valkyrie Mythology Novels & Stories

“This isn’t something to celebrate.” A few people laughed and my chest tightened. “What do you mean?” He stepped back like my presence disgusted him. “I mean I don’t want you, Valerie.” The words immediately stabbed a hole through my heart. “I... I don’t understand,” I said quickly. “The Goddess chose...” “The Goddess made a mistake,” he cut in. “You’re an Omega and you can’t even shift. What am I supposed to do with you?” More laughter and my ears rang. “I can learn,” I said desperately. “I can try harder. I swear I’ll...”

Lucian’s breath hitched. “But if you stand in my way—” Elias’s voice dropped to a whisper, deadly and final, “I will.” He turned, golden cloak whipping in the wind. “This war isn’t over.” “Elias—” Elias didn’t turn around. “Tell the others I’ll return when it’s time. Until then, stay out of my path.” The skies bent beneath his will. Glyphs spiraled in the air—brilliant gold etched with violet flame—as Elias, now fully Valarieth, stood at the head of the assembled legions. His armor shimmered with celestial heat, wings vast and molten, halo like a sunstone burning through the storm.