Winx Valtor Novels & Stories

“Give me her whereabout and you're free to go. Alive.” “As you can see, blocker.” Rio grinned and stretched out his arms, sneering. “I only brought the ax, the clothes and the robe I wore. Besides, how could you expect me to know what you're talking to me about?” “Wolvire,” his enemy spoke a name angrily. “You know very well what it is, damn human! Give it me the information or you will die!” “I don't want to die.” Rio grinned again, his expression pale and strange under the blue moonlight. “I must add I'm sorry. I don't have anything information you talk about. Just go to hell!”

-------- TO: Mackenzie Marshal FROM: Vincent Valiant I need those Wienhowser copies on my desk in ten. Vincent Valiant CEO of Valiant Industries … My fingers drum lightly on the keys, getting ready to reply, but I'd rather see his face as I drop the stack in front of him. I grab the copies from the corner of my desk, which have been sitting there all morning—I've had the copies done since Wednesday afternoon—and then without looking back cup them in my arm and storm into his office without knocking.

I would never risk my lovethe for this witch "What’s the plan, then?" he asked, keeping his voice casual. "If Dorian’s slipping, we’ll need to strike soon." Vendetta smirked, clearly pleased that she had his attention. "Oh, don’t worry, Valen," she said, circling him again like a predator. "I’ve got a plan." She began detailing their next move, her voice full of vicious intent, but Valen’s mind had already drifted back to Lovethe. Could it be her? No maybe he was just exaggerating. Irwin was just a hybrid with low probability of getting to mate with the Alpha. Dorian would never liked to deal with her because, she wouldn't accept someone like Dorian.

I smiled, stepping away from the railing. "The western road has been empty for a decade," Drax grunted, pulling his chair up beside me. "Let the ghosts haunt themselves. We have a harvest festival to prepare for." A loud, metallic clash of training swords echoed from the training ring near the lake. I looked down. Valen was sixteen years old. He was tall, built with Ashren’s incredibly broad shoulders and terrifying speed, but he had my dark hair. He was currently sparring with two massive wolfkin warriors simultaneously.

“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

His strength radiated even through his staggering posture, but before I could breathe, movement at the window caught my eye. Another figure vaulted inside. “Valtor behind you!” His head jerked toward me, his eyes igniting the moment he realized I was there. "Winter?" But that heartbeat of distraction was all it took. The second intruder lunged, driving a silver blade into Valtor’s abdomen. “No!” Valtor staggered, choking. He stumbled back until his shoulders slammed into the wall. I saw as he tried to call on his wolf, but something held him back. The drug.

Mom’s anxious face filled my vision, her voice sharpening from distant static into something painfully real. "Zara, what did you need to tell me? If you have something to say, hurry up. Your dad’s waiting for me to get home and cook. You said earlier that you won something. What did you win?" Hearing her questions, I quickly scanned my surroundings. My apartment. Understanding hit instantly. I had been reborn. In my previous life, at this exact moment, I had just won a $30-million jackpot. All I could think about was taking my mom, Helena Nightfall, away from that miserable household, moving somewhere far away, and starting a new life with her.

asked Queenza faltering in Valencia's grip. "Oh.. you asked, what am I talking about?! Then what do you think? Don't think with my identity as Valencia who lost her memory, I don't know anything! I may be currently weak with my identity as Valencia. But you must not forget, Queenza. I am still Alexa Zheyana Hoult!" Valencia released her grip roughly. "Aughhh..." moaned Queenza with her body lurching backwards. Luckily, Queenza held onto the sofa beside her. Otherwise, she would have fallen backwards.

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

They are attached to the metal bars around me, completely secured. And it seems that they know this very well, because they all burst into laughter. Ford even claps like this is just an amusing show he’s watching. “The boss has something very special lined up for your woman. Valeria… that’s her name, right?” Her name leaving his lips feels like a violation in itself. I tug at my chains again, and I feel something stirring inside me. Something I have longed to suppress for a long time. Something that I have only associated with the angry, unkind part of me.