Valkyrie Stories Novels & Stories

We heard her sniffle. Kait launched into a rather short story about how she had been captured like the rest of us, and when she was separated from me, a few of the members were torturing her up until Freya had intervened; all because they wanted information on the Valkyrie, or they wanted to know who one was, to the point where they had upped the ante.

At first I don’t know where it came from, but when I turn to my side and look at Valeria, it all dawns on me. Her eyes are starting to flash red. Her hands are clenched into fists and her muscles and veins are protruding from under her skin like some kind of snakes. The tension emanating from her is enough to root me to my spot…. Her wolf is back. And I know that all it wants is to kill the bastards who took our children. But white wolves don’t ever stop there. They don’t ever just get the enemy. White wolves are creatures of pure destruction, and once Valeria lets it out, there’s no telling when she could reel it back in.

“Evelyn wants wealth. Marcus wanted a title and revenge. The Meridian wants… influence. Control. But to sell to the Zorya? That’s like selling a nuclear bomb to a street gang—profitable, but messy, unpredictable. The Meridian prefers order. Valkyrie Group is ordered. They are a bureaucracy of violence. They would use the Aethelred not for chaotic blackmail, but for systematic, strategic dominance. To blind an enemy’s communications during a ‘peacekeeping’ intervention. To freeze the assets of a recalcitrant government. To own the digital battlefield in every conflict they’re contracted for. They wouldn't just buy a weapon; they’d buy a monopoly on modern warfare.” He pulled the USB drive con

As she closed her eyes and held both men’s heads securely to her breasts, she gave silent thanks to the witch. With a unity of movement that surprised her, Valkyr removed his hand from between her thighs while he and Jeremiah lifted her body into the air; their mouths never leaving her breasts. Her eyes grew wide with surprise and she gasped at the sensation of being lowered onto Victor’s hardened manhood. When and how he’d managed to position himself on the desk to receive her was a mystery.

A second later, his eyes nearly budged out of their sockets. Written neatly beneath White Viper was a single name that caused the gears in his mind to spin. Valkyrie.

– she says, removing her arms from Baltazar's neck and trying to get up. He holds her tightly. - No. It's not your fault. It's the war's fault. You fear the end of Aurelius's life, and I understand that. You made a promise, and you want to keep it. I don't need another child. I already have everything I want on my side. Valkyrie kisses Baltazar, but her head doesn't stop. She, too, would like to have another child. Specifically, she would have liked to have a daughter.

All three looked at the woman who was shivering badly, now understanding that she was not the culprit. “I can help,” she offered, making a desperate attempt at saving her life. Elizabeth moved her hand in anti-clockwise 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. Elizabeth 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 ex

But now, that usual composure was shattered. Valkyrie cursed several times under her breath, her fingers running through her hair, then a mocking laugh escaped her lips, echoing through the room. "She was begging for more?! She should be screaming, beseeching, desperate to save herself from his hold, but she was craving more of it! Crying like whore to have more. How in the Moon Goddess is that possible?!" she shouted, casting a hysterical glance at the old maid. "Is my Darling really in his rut?"

“I was the first of the Valkyrie.” “I think I know that story…” Calisto studied the floor thoughtfully. “That’d make you at least two hundred or so.”

"You did this on purpose. You deliberately found that medical team. You did all this because you wanted... wanted..." "I wanted you to die," I finished her sentence. I still remembered how, in my previous life, Valerie had deliberately crashed into a truck. I thought she loved Eugene so much, but in reality, she only loved the idea of Eugene. When their personal interests were at stake, those feelings simply evaporated. I did not stay to watch Valerie die, but we both knew she would not live much longer. Eugene refused to take care of her, and her parents were too preoccupied with Caleb's problems.