Vallyk Pena Novels & Stories

However, I kept quiet and watched and eventually took a glass of water and gulped it down my throat. Annoyingly, she turned back. It was at that point that Alpha Kelly heard her footsteps and raised his head; before he could say a word, she disappeared out of sight. “W..wh..is she?” I eventually found myself asking him. “You don't have to worry about her. What is your name?” he asked, staring into my eyes. “Valera!” I responded in a low, soft voice. “Do you care for a glass of wine?” he asked to reach out to one of the big bottles of colored red water.

“No, you did not disappoint me. I guess I just wanted this world to change because I know it can. I became angry at the possibility we may all die before that happens. But the Qusayr are right. We are hopeless without hope.” I nod respectfully. Opening the doors, Henry stands beside it. I take the lead, and Henry follows confidently behind me. “Alpha Q…” Henry starts behind me, but I cut him off. “You can call me Valerie, Henry,” I tell him. “I’m sorry, I can’t do that. My wolf won’t allow it, and neither do I,” I stop and so does he. My eyes clash with him, but he has trouble maintaining eye contact. “You called Valak by his name - most of you did,” I drawl, confused.

By the lakeside, Valencia stood on the bridge, enjoying the scenic view of the lake. When Vicky was captured and brought back, Valencia sneered. "Weren't you running away? Why did you stop?" Valencia leisurely walked over to Vicky's side, looking down at her from a superior position. "Where do you think you are? Did you really think that you could escape?" Restrained by the bodyguards on either side, Vicky could not move an inch. She remained silent, refusing to speak, and Valencia's gaze turned colder and more contemptuous the longer she looked at her.

He studied Valen more closely now—the arrogant smirk, the cruel glint in his crimson eyes, and the barely concealed menace in his posture. Ulva snarled, stepping forward aggressively, her sapphire eyes blazing with fury. “And why would you dare come near our territory, Valen? You never know when to give up, do you? It’s pathetic. You are a disgrace to your bloodline.” Her voice was sharp and cutting, filled with disgust.

Valcon spoke almost too cheerfully. Valcon was the eldest technically. He had bright red eyes against his snow white skin. His body a average size but power radiated off it. His lips curled up in a smile revealing his bright white teeth. His power was one of pain and suffering. He could just think of you and cause pain to you no matter where you are. Making him the most feared of them.

Raina countered with a question, picking up the box, teasing his nose with the delicious smell of peppermint mocha brownies. He stared her down, the heat in his gaze burning hotter than the early sun. A few strands of dark hair hung over his eyes, making him appear more fearsome. Vance worked his jaws. “I’ve survived wars. But you’re a whole other level.” “Then surrender and relieve yourself of this experience. You know you can’t keep love down.” Raina said sweetly, swaying the brownies left to right to watch his eyes follow it like a hypnotized puppy. “After all, if you knew Valen as much as I know you do, you know he would oppose this.”

Valencia moans, her pussy throbbing in need of pleasure. “You want me to fuck you hard Princess?” I whisper softly in her ear, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Y…yes! Fuck me Aaron~” Valencia mumbles in her sleep, taking me deep inside her little pussy. “That's it, baby~ now take this cock like a good girl.” I growled, thrusting hard and deep inside her pussy as she moaned, wrapping her arms around my neck. I pause for a moment, Valencia growls in protest as I grabbed the tattoo pen and starts to tattoo on her heart while I fuck her slowly and roughly.

“Kyrian grabbed both of Ira’s wrists with one hand and pressed her hands tightly to the floor above her head. With his other hand, he roughly tore the neck of the white shirt, leaving deep scratches on the girl’s skin. The brown-haired man licked a drop of blood from her shoulder, then took a loud, drawn-out breath. -Your blood smells so wonderful... Sharp fangs pierced the tender neck. Ira screamed... Valya gathered all her strength and will. She had not used the other side of her abilities for many years. She liked saving lives much more than taking them. But she still knew something. Having ordered Ilyana to hide in the far hall, she prepared for the attack.

Valentina replied smiling Ryan walked up to her and handed the flowers to her. "Thanks, but then are you here for the photo shoot?" She asked "Yeah... yeah I am." "Great, this place looks so beautiful." Valentina said walking around Ryan on the other hand walked up to her tapped her and knelt down, his right knee on the ground and his left leg bended slightly. Valentina's eyes opened wide, her jaw dropped seeing him that way. It dawned on her that he was about to ask for her hand when he brought out a blue box ring, and opened it. It was a diamond stone and imprinted in it was a R&V.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.