Valt Beyblade Burst Novels & Stories

Something else entirely. Val stands slowly. And instead of addressing the council— She walks toward me. Of course she does. Her fingers brush my arm like she has every right. Like nothing’s changed. “Vex,” she murmurs, low enough that only we hear. “You always did like dangerous arrangements.” Her hand lingers. Too long. Brynn moves before I do. Fast. Precise. A blade flashes at Val’s throat. Not pressed. Not cutting. But close enough that a single shift would end her.

He wore a scaled-down tactical vest over a grey tunic, his knees scuffed with mud, his black hair tied back in a messy knot that mirrored his father’s. He didn't have a weapon. He didn't need one. The drone banked hard, diving toward him, firing a stun bolt. Valen didn't dodge. He stood his ground, planting his boots in the moss. He raised a small hand. SNAP. The air around him warped. It wasn't the violet shield of the royal line. It was something else, a ripple of distortion, like heat rising off asphalt. The thunderbolt hit the ripple and vanished. It didn't bounce off; it was consumed.

With a focused gesture, she sent a tornado of air hurtling toward the creature, forcing it to momentarily retreat. Valen's movements were a blend of discipline and intuition. His strikes were swift and calculated, each blow finding its mark with unerring accuracy. The energy coursing through him lent an extra dimension to his attacks, imbuing them with a potent force that shattered the creature's defenses.

BOOM! A shockwave of raw gravitational force erupted from Valerius’s gauntlet as he caught Caelum’s massive shadow blade with his bare hand! The stone altar beneath Valerius’s feet cracked, but the Primarch held the strike, his thin face twisting into a cruel, sadistic grin.

June took in a deep breath and slide his room door open, to his surprise he saw Apollo and Levi standing there, glaring at eachother. "How long have you two been here?" June asked. Levi broke the eye contact first to smile at June. June saw a small victorious smile flash on Apollo's face before he too faced him. "Master, I came to get your blessings for today's performance," Levi gushed. True he accepted the fact that, June will not love him back. But it was hard for Levi to move on. "Oh, wait I have something for you!" June said, slapping his forehead. He reached for his inner pocket and pulled out a sliver bracelet, with a small citrine craved into it.

Brand had forgotten what it felt like – the all-consuming need for the blood of his enemies to be spilled on the ground at his feet. Brand shook his head another scream was silenced as he ripped out another throat. The blood dripped from his long snout as he took a breath and looked around him. Leather-clad warriors lay around him, some with eyes open staring at the sky as if looking for the Valkyries coming to take them to Valhalla. Brand snorted. Good luck. He couldn't believe the gods would want any of these followers of a deranged leader in their feasting halls.

He blanched , retreating into himself. Shoving his hands deep into his pockets,I watched him pray for patience . It was rare moments like these that I recognised the Jaxon I grew up with before disaster struck. It was as if he blamed himself for what happened to me 15 years ago . The only difference between us were our eyes. Both of us inherited the famous Carrington eyes .Mine exuded life and what I felt . Jaxon's eyes reflected no emotion. They looked ....dead. “I had no idea you were dating anyone,Alex!”

Brent was typing frantically, bleeding the stock dry pound by pound, executing my revenge with flawless precision. On the screen, Lyle stared at the tablet. The numbers were dropping so fast it was making him dizzy. His empire – the untouchable fortress he had spent a decade building – was being systematically, violently dismantled in real – time. He scrolled down the screen, his fingers shaking uncontrollably. I knew exactly what he was looking for. He wanted to see the name of the proxy firm that had initiated the kill shot. Sovereign Bloom Capital. Lyle’s breath caught in his throat. I watched his eyes widen in pure, unadulterated terror as the memory of my dark, merciless eyes at the gal

He raised his hand briefly in acknowledgement. When Beast reached the monitoring room TK punched him playfully in the arm but it still hurt a little. "What the hell was that for?" "Making me loose ten bucks. The fat girl came back AND she talked to your ugly ass." He shrugged and hoped he had hidden his smile. "Oh…well I didn't scare her off, that's for sure." TK clapped him on his back to show that he was just kidding. Christopher felt kind of good. When everyone had returned to their work he flipped the monitor back to the gym.

Valtor's grip tightened, his eyes blazing with a mix of anger and hatred. "You have no right to question me!" he snarled, his voice low and menacing. Valeria's heart raced as she tried to wriggle free, but Valtor's grasp was too strong. Suddenly, he released her, sending her to the ground as she was pierced by a broken piece.Valeria looked at her bleeding Palm she tried to pull out the piece, her eyes filling with tears. " What is wrong with you Valtor?" she whispered, her voice trembling.