Valyria Language Novels & Stories

Chapter 7️⃣9️⃣ ❤️ The Shadow God Return (2) ❤️ "I told you very clearly that we should walk slowly to the throne room, but you completely ignored me and ran here as fast as you could," Vyrelen said to Erezhul in that strange ancient language that nobody else in the room could possibly understand. "If you had only listened to me, she would already be dead by now and we would not have to deal with any of this."

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA POV "Hi Liä. " Valentina said with anger visible on her face, clearly showing her dislike for the girl. I don’t think I’ll ever really get why she felt such strong hatred. "It's Liana. " Liana said softly. Valentina rolled her eyes.

His voice was low and rich, making her skin tingle. “I'm sorry about what happened earlier,” Valen said as he drew closer to her, closing the gap between them. “I momentarily lost control,” he continued. Let me introduce myself, he said in his husky voice sending chills down her body. “I'm Valen, Vampire Lord of the Eastern Clan”. He said, extending his hands for a handshake, his crimson eyes watching her intently. Ella hesitated, her gaze flicking between his face and his outstretched hand. Her thoughts wandered, Are all vampire lords this powerful, intimidating, and… domineering? She quickly shoved the thought away, shaking her head mentally.

one deity said. He saw Valkash flashing a devious smile. He drew near to him and whispered in his ears, " I told you she's mine," he said. Tyr felt his temper rage up with what he heard. That was a forbidden word. No one should be saying that to me! No one can touch it here! No one can take her away from me! No one! He thinks. So, he raised his hand, and his weapon appeared in his grip. It was a crescent glaive, huge and spewing icy blue or sometimes scarlet fire.

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.

She crouched, inspecting Valery more closely - pressing her palm, peering into her eyes, even touching her belly with a knowing hand. Then her tone dropped. “Valery, wo ho adan…” She said in a native tongue. “I think you’re with child?” she repeated.

He was successful in clearing the sky but they all heard angry cry of Serenity and dark clouds gathered again. Valerina looked down where hybrids has rounded the woman who is dark blue like a venom, her long hair were swaying with the angry wind. She was looking like a demon. Sharp fangs are out which can tear anyone in half. Her growls were literally shaking the ground. Valerina gasped when she threw fire at Lucifer who tried to grab her. She wonder if Augustus can also threw fire from his mouth like his mother. "She won't stop until she finds Carlos"

"Yeah , me and my family always gather together at Christmas" "Oh that's nice.. I'll see you next year then" He patted my head and suddenly this question came out from my mind "Harry.. can I ask you something?" "Yeah? Anything" "Why do you call me Val not Valentine?" I asked and he laughed "Valentine is mouthful , Val is shorter" Joey said that my name is beautiful.. "Oh okay" "Why ask that kind of question? Aren't you used to being called Val?" He asked and I shook my head "Just asking.. my head is weird after exams" I said

("The goddess will take what is hers." "Is that it? Is that all you have to say?" Yrsa didn't answer directly. Her head snapped back, spine arching as if pulled by invisible strings. Her arms rose, fingers splayed and trembling, and she began to speak—not in sentences but in rhythmic pulses of sound. The words tumbled from her mouth like stones, each one hitting a different pitch: "Gyðjan kallar... blóð fyrir blóð... börnin greiða... fórn er krafist!" ("The goddess calls... blood for blood... the children pay... sacrifice is required!")

He said so hauntingly, feigning the superior race that it brought a smile to her lips "Don't be so sure, Valerie," Islinda smiled at him, "If you don't leave for your realm immediately, perhaps you can take time to visit our marketplaces and test that opinion of yours." "What is a date?" Islinda asked, having no idea what he meant. It was said that the Faeries were far more advanced than the humans and that seems to be the case in vocabulary as well. This time, a lot of emotions played out on Valerie's face and she had a feeling that he just said something inappropriate