Winx Valtor Novels & Stories

But I had no choice because I seemed to like their son more than I'd allow myself. “She’s alright, princess. I am just waiting on your word on what to do next.” He responded, and I nodded. “What’s Valero planning?” I questioned in a low voice. “From the looks of it, he wants his family back in the white house. That way he can control the stakes again. Right now he’s hiding, only sending out his minions to do the job: he knows you’re on him, and he wants to retaliate hard” In his Fuckin dreams.

I whimpered, and he stared at me like a real mad woman in the trashcan, "Xavier is more powerful than Xander. He is Xander's father and has numerous guards and dark magic. He sits on his throne in the Red Moon Pack's Royal Chamber and rarely comes out unless he is about to go to war. How on earth do you think of killing him in your entire life!!!" Hutton growled, gritting his teeth in fury. I bowed my head to the ground, reminiscing about his words. He was right: how would I ever kill Xavier? I won't gain access to him freely without losing my life!!!

He mumbled glaring at her picture. Meanwhile Valerie stared into his eyes as he was still leaning down looking at her and waiting for her answer. He saw an obvious hesitation in her beautiful eyes which didn't surprise him. She gulped down still having no idea of what to answer him. She knew she can never defeat a powerful man like Xavier alone. She indeed needs powerful support. But can Sinister be that support? "I know you think I am not as powerful as Xavier is. But trust me you just don't need to have money in your bank to win. You need this as well Valerie." He said as he pointed at his temple indicating to her that you need your brain to win more than money.

Judging by the eerie energy, I could tell it belonged to the vampires. “This is the vampire class,” she said, and I scanned the room through the glass—and saw him. The same guy I had seen before, just like Thorne. He was stunning. Sinfully handsome. No, not big like Thorne—but painfully attractive. I literally forgot how to breathe. His thick, slightly tousled hair fell just above his eyes. A few strands brushed his forehead effortlessly, giving him a wild, irresistible look. “That’s Raven Valtor. He’s royalty. Future vampire king of the Blood-Moon Clan,” Callista explained. “In simple words—stay away unless you want to get burned.” she advised.

I couldn't leave this pack and have peace of mind if it wasn’t him. He was the strongest wolf after me. Kylie was also strong, but Oxley’s strength was quite unmatched. He was supposed to be my first beta if we were considering strength. However, I gave the position of first beta to Kylie because he was my childhood friend who fought many battles with me. Having Oxley battle it out with the other warriors could give him legitimacy when he finally emerged as the leader. No wolf in the Iron Fang Pack could question him after he beat all of them.

“It could hold for two weeks or more.” “Good work, beta. I have to go pay Gretchen Howles a visit; I’ll be back in a day or two.” Gretchen Howles was one of those involved in the manufacturing of the Fortifier X weapon. More importantly, she was another she-wolf who’d fallen for Rex’s charm—and he intended to use that to get the information he needed. “I’ll be finalizing the deal with Valentino in a few hours.” I informed him. “Best of luck.”

Val stared intensely at him before muttering an **okay**. ****************** ****************** "Xavier,I want that"val screamed pointing at a cold lolly. "Again?"Xavier asked frustratedly. *okay,this was supposed to be a date but hey val had been buying so many things that Xavier see as a "childish stuff". "What?you can't get it for me?!"val pouted "Of course"Xavier reply smiling. " just have a taste"val persuaded "No"Xavier said crossing his hands in an X shape showing is no.

They were silver. I froze. Hunter whispered, “Moon… she has the power of the moon… how?” Valerie’s breath came out in ragged bursts. Power rippled off her in waves, bending the grass, rattling the wooden beams around us. “Xavier,” she choked out. “I… I can’t stop it…” I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed her wrists and yanked her toward me, her body slamming into my chest as her wolf fought against itself, against her skin, against the air.

We’d always done it that way, and always would. He nodded. “Do you know the oath?” “I do, boss.” “Alright then. Karma, sambuca, please. Shotgun, when you’re ready.” She poured three shots, and was ready with a lighter. Good ol’ flaming sambuca. “I, Frank ‘Shotgun’ Yates, stand here today to pledge my loyalty to the Valkyrie, my club, my crew, my family on two wheels. To my fellow Valkyries, I swear to have your back on every road and every ride.

"You were mated with someone from Nyxoria, how possible is that?" Triston Valtor stood with his hands placed on his hips, looking forward. He had his long white hair held in a ponytail, with some of it sweeping over his face. His stance was rigid and his muscles and abs was obvious through the thin white shirt he had on. His sweat had dampened the material and it glued on to his body. They had ran all the way to the middle of the forest from the Nyxorian castle, heading back to Elyria and they were now very close to the border.