Venti And Dvalin Novels & Stories

a small, calm voice echoed from the pavilion entrance. Caelum and Lyra turned. Young Prince Valen stood at the edge of the tent, his small hands glowing not with white solar light, nor with black shadow fire, but with a mesmerizing, swirling combination of both—a perfect, harmonious Eclipse flame. Valen walked over to a shattered chunk of grey ice that was slowly trying to reassemble itself. He crouched down, placing his glowing, dual-elemental hand over the ice.

The battlefield of the Shattered Vale roared with chaos. Ash swirled like snow through the molten air, fire and shadow clashing in brutal waves. Soldiers screamed, magic crackled, and monstrous beasts tore through ranks. Yet at the heart of it, two figures moved as one: Verath Dravenor, Dragon King of Ashenrealm, and Elara Nightvale, healer and forbidden magic wielder.

"I look festive." "You look like someone who has already decided to do something catastrophically stupid and is doing their makeup to delay the conversation about it." I set down the eyeliner and turned to face him. Drake Valcoin, ancient vampire, only male Divine Warrior in recorded history, Council Elder, and the man who had literally pulled my soul back from the Neverplain, looked genuinely worried. Not the performative concern he used in Council chambers. The real kind, the kind that lived behind his eyes when he thought no one was paying close enough attention to catch it. I was always paying attention.

Brent pointed to Damien. “And just who is he?” He turned to Valerie, his eyes narrow slits as he judged her. “Didn’t you say there was no one else?” She saw Damien glance over at her, his brows furrowed with question. “No. I said there was no one whispering in my ear to leave you. You helped me make that decision.” “So, the two of you are what? And why are you standing there with your tits hanging out?” Brent planted his fists on his hips as he glared at her.

Seti helped her beloved’s cheek, “I missed you. I thought I’ll never see you again. But… why are you here with the captain?” “Save your sweet nothings. We are at a disadvantage here,” Valin snapped. While Darkis’ eyes looked at everyone, looking confused about what was going on. “Uhm, hello? You guys knew each other?” He waved his hand at everyone in the iron cage. He was careful not to look at the dead people scattered around. Valin did not answer. He glimpsed at the couple again, “Let’s get out of here. We have been ambushed in the Vergifa Forest. I hope the commander and other delegates made it to Baraf.”

The others seemed to murmur in confusion, not being able to decide whether they wanted to eat one of their own or walk all the way back to the Round Hall. Valencia adjusted on the large branch above, a couple of twigs were poking in her back and she couldn’t turn around to snap them. Thus, she twisted on the large branch trying to shift her weight so that she could get rid of the poking sticks. She irritably pushed back her hair that was falling in front of her eyes, making it difficult to have a good view of the hycwens below. A howl pierced through the air as she recognized Dominic’s wolf charging at the hycwens. The hycwens who were now cranky after having fought without a snack looked at

“I know, you're a master at Winky's school, right? You're a master at Tolendo. I am Vale, a tier two witch, master of the Andromeda school, the power of the wind.” “Yes, you're right, I'm Robert, master fire lord, tier two witch. So actually what happened?” Vale explained everything to Robert. Vale is the closest person to Selena Dazzle. He knows all the secrets of Selena Dazzle including about the forbidden forest. Vale knows exactly how to open the forest gate portal. There is only one way, namely by bringing the fate partner Winky and Winter. When they put their hands together, the gate would open. Vale wants to take Axton's life and move it to another place to prevent Helena from freeing

I say and he nods. “OK Alpha. I will appoint some more people to this work. So that the work can be done faster.” He says and hums in response. “Do one thing for me,” I have an idea. I know it may be of no use. But I want to try. “What Alpha?” “Try to contact Caleb without letting Alpha Aries get any clue,” I say and he looks at me confused. Then he hesitates. “Alpha he is the Gamma of the pack. If we do anything with him, there will be war.” Evan says concerned.

I couldn't tell if she was scared or just spellbound by everything she saw. When her gaze finally landed on me, she didn't seem to quaver. Her determination could almost simmer through her stance and stone-face. When she reached the middle of the chamber, my father signalled for her to stop and she did. He turned to face the members. "Brethrens, we're gathered here today to witness yet another power ascension in our prestigious lineage. As it is been done, Oliver is going to mark his mate and together they seek the power of the crystal orb."

Coincidentally, they both wore white outfits that day, resembling matching couple attire. Even the assistant couldn't help but notice, thinking to himself that the boss and Miss Vale actually made a good pair. "Let's go in," Damien finally said, casting a disapproving glance at Serena's greasy hands. Serena quickly finished the last bites of her fried dough and gulped down the porridge in two swigs. She looked like she hadn't eaten in days. Was she really the heiress of the Vale family?