Ville Valo Young Novels & Stories

Validator Tag: 0933-V-Alt/Node. Her breath caught. It matched a backup key given to Valerie, a trusted validator strategist. A woman Camellia once mentored. She slammed the terminal.

Smirking like he was God’s hottest mistake. Valentino. “Damn,” he said. “Almost got you. “You insane bastard!” Vittorio didn’t laugh he exploded, rage burning behind his eyes. He lunged. Val spread his arms wide. “Aww, come on. I was just testing your reflexes.” “You nearly pushed me off the fucking cliff!” Val shrugged, grin not fading. “Almost doesn’t count. Besides, “I knew you’d survive. You’re De Luca.”…” His eyes slid to me. “You look good in panic mode.”

He retorted and like what he said hit a nerve, Valerie turned to look at him angrily. “And I literally don’t wanna talk to you, how dumb can you be?” She snapped, “and what is with you telling people I’m your girlfriend? I barely even know you.” She added. “Yeah, you know me, we’ve been schoolmate since like I can remember.” Niko flexed, he was a popular basketball player for the college basketball team and everyone knows him. “You’re stupid.” She said as she stood up to leave but was stopped by Niko who grabbed her tightly by her wrist, having no idea what he was getting himself into, Valerie reversed and grabbed him that he was back down on the floor now, making everyone laugh at him.

"I don't really have any idea because—" That's it! "Val!" Zandro claps his hand even before the young lady finishes another lie, Valentino comes in together with two men in black. "She's wasting my time, give her what she deserves." "Consider it done, señorito," Val said as he motioned his fingers towards the young lady.

The crowd of refugees and soldiers parted like a sea. A small figure burst through the line of heavy infantry. "Mama! Papa!" Valen was running toward us. He was wearing an oversized wool tunic, his dark hair a messy tangle. He did not look like a Sky Eater. He did not look like a weapon of mass destruction. He just looked like a five-year-old boy who had been waiting for his parents to come home. I fell to my knees, not caring about the bruising stone. I threw my arms open.

Valerio shook his head lightly watching her limping and lifted her up with utmost care in a bridal form careful of the knife and Hazel gaped at him. " Put me down Mr..." Hazel demanded firmly but trailed off when his charcoal eyes looked at her with such intensity that had her looking down on her own accord. " Valerio Valentine." The man murmured as if in a daze looking at the girl in his arms whose face was stained with tears trying to be brave though she wasn't a brave , string girl yet he found her the most fascinating thing in the world.

I ask again just to confirm. "Yes" is all he says. "Yes Don" I say with a bow and turn to leave the room but stop when Ales starts to speak "And Vale I mean it when I say I want to see if she breaks" Let's get this shit over with I'm a very busy man. People to kill a pampered princess to pick up and a warm pussy waiting for me to somewhere to fuck. I'm Valentino Vasili age 24 I took over as Alessiano right hand or capo after my dad died last year of cancer.

“Wow, Daddy must be keeping this quiet in the media.” Valery climbed the tennis ladder without the help of rich family. Secretly, I’d always admired her for what she’d accomplished. Aloud was a different story. “Dad’s good at that. Keep your eyes open. I have little info on this guy, but if you have any type of security, my team will share information.”

’’ Camille was so amazed and can’t believe the stories that Ismael brought to her. We are eating together in the canteen and Ismael was kind of mesmerized by Camille and I just ignored how womanizer he is. ‘’Yes, I am about to punch that guy but Ashina already kicked his face and they ended up getting scared.’’ Ismael shared proudly like I’ve killed thousands of vampires. I shook my head. ‘’Mael, Camille is eating, stop bothering her, don’t you?’’ I uttered but he only gave me a pout and smiled to Camille again.

I turned to look at Liam who was staring at me with an unreadable expression. “What?" I growled in a annoyance. I knew whatever is going to come out of his mouth would either piss me off even more or put a smile on my face. Either way I had no choice but to listen. “Are you going to say something or not? Quite looking at me like an helpless hippo." Liam scoffed like an angry teenager turning his head to the side. “Mia Valisteen" s eighteen birthday is next week." “ And?" I asked with a brow up displeased with his withhold of information. Liam has been with me since I stated building my empire form the scratch, he's my second in command and also my best friend. God was graceful enough to give