Vallyk Pena Novels & Stories

Folkor says and Valory stare at him with her mouth agape and Folkor continues. "Enya, Love, this is Valory, she used to be my lead warriors, but her mate is the Beta of Jarek's pack, so she joined him." He says and Enya greet her with a shy smile and nod, but Valory who recovered from her initial shock look at her with narrowed eyes. " You are jot a dragon, wolf or anything I know" She says and look around sniffing in te air. "I don't know what any of these people are" She says suspiciously.

The air softens and people start moving again and organizing. When the crowd thins, only a few remain—Kael, Roman, Zeke, me… and one man I haven’t seen before. He’s tall. Too tall, honestly. His eyes are a beautiful violet shade, his skin pale but not sickly. There’s something quietly dangerous about him, like the air freezes a little when he moves. Kael gestures toward him. “This is Valen Cross,” he says. “General of the vampire fighters.” Vampire. He's a vampire. He's...just what I imagined a vampire to look like. Sinfully beautiful, but dark and...cold.

Reyana inches closer to her, "Afraid I might steal his attention away from you like you did to Valerie?" The mention of Valerie's name caused a flicker of unreadable emotion to cross Visha's eyes. Reacting swiftly, her hand connected with Reyana's cheek in a sharp slap, the sound echoing in the hallway. Reyana's hand flew to her stinging cheek, her eyes flashing with anger, "Don't you dare, Reyana!" Before Visha could comprehend Reyana's reaction, she felt a searing pain on her own cheek as Reyana retaliated. Tears welled in Visha's eyes from the impact of Reyana's slap, her expression a mix of shock and fear.

Valens growled from beside me. “Veeeee,” Dami drawled with a pout. “Of course, you have to put the damsel on a leash. Who knows where it’ll run to next time?” Valencia snorted from across the table. “Valencia!” The Alpha King growled. “You continue to cross the line,” Valens muttered, leaning back into his seat, his utensils clattering against his plate as he dropped them. “Am I not telling the truth?” Valencia raised her brow, her ice-cold gaze cutting through me with a quick glance. “Is she not…”

Valentino pressed one last kiss to my temple. “Valerie Drakvolk.”

"My system calculates that Val recognizes infinitely more data regarding your true baseline than your processor realizes, and instead of navigating a high-velocity flight path in the opposite direction, his hand secured this specific asset for your wolf. That behavioral output projects an immense volume of conceptual data, does it not?" Finn uncurled his massive palm, staring down at the structural contours of the miniature helicopter. His character might possess the diagnostic parameters of an absolute expert bastard, but his intellectual centers were sufficiently optimized to decode the profound weight of what the token represented. Valentina held a flawless comprehension of the genuine en

~Alric~ “V - valencia?” His uncle stumbled in his words as he clarified, “And how - how is Valencia supposed to prove anything?” Alric’s gaze fell on Valencia, the oldest member of their pack, a hybrid; half-wolf and half-witch. Among the council of elders, she was considered to be the wisest. They called her their healer, primarily because she was an expert at making healing potions, but Alric knew, there was so much more to her than just making elixirs.

"And test this out on Pannera." ***

I had to beg for someone to help me to the pack doctor that day. Some of the things I remember as offensive about the people in the cell were things that happened a long time ago, things I had even forgotten and had to force myself to remember right now. But the point was that I could remember at least one offensive thing about everyone present, and I realised that Tyler was right. Gavrael had searched my memories and found every single offensive memory, then punished the people responsible, at least those that weren’t killed during his pack invasions. The fact that he did this would have been a sweet gesture if it wasn’t so preposterous. Why would you punish someone for taking my lollipop w

then turned around to leave. As soon as he exited, Valerie came to stand next to me and said, "Hmm, looks like Mister hot sexy Alpha's back. And I don't think he wants to be your friend." "I can't figure out what he wants." "Seems pretty clear to me. You're too much in your head sometimes. Just enjoy your date on Friday, and tell me all the details on Saturday," she smiled, turning around to return to the back. ***