Valkyrie Black の小説・ストーリー

Valkyrie. Valkyrie. A name whispered in the darkest corners of the business world, a figure cloaked in secrecy and danger. Elara gasped—she had heard of her only in passing, a shadowy operator known for dismantling powerful organizations from the inside out. Clara returned, her eyes wide with concern. “Ma’am, is everything okay? Who is Valkyrie?” Ignoring the question, Elara's voice turned steely. “Send me the detailed file on this identity,” she commanded. “Now.”

Meanwhile somewhere far away from the traffic jam, There's a lady standing on the roof top of a 9 storey building, checking on Badmus with binoculars and a 200M military grade sniper with a long range laser optic scopes on it. The lady's name is Elizabeth who goes by the code name of {Black Ace ♠️} , She's also a member of the Prime X force and just like Diamond and the others, she was tasked with the order to take out Badmus. But unlike her team mates, Black ace was different in every way.

74 | S O V A K ' S G R E E D *** Valkyrie is an emergency order issued when someone is caught betraying the kingdom. The emergency order only applies to someone who has high enough authority. This had happened before, but Saveroth had never intervened. In this case, it is most likely that Damien is their target, considering that Daniel is nicknamed One-Man-Army by the kingdom. A vampire prime minister, three noble-class vampires, several high-ranking vampires, and hundreds of low-level vampires.

“What do you think you were doing, Wife?” Valerie leaned back a little, thinking she could escape me that way. “I am doing what I should have done.” “Oh, really?” I asked. “Is she your relative or something?” “Huh?” She blinked her eyes. “She is a human, Raven Blackwood!” Oh, taking my full name now to address me. I was impressed with her courage. Because no one in the world would dare to take my full name with a challenge. Only she could. Only she had the right to.

I growled, rolling to my feet. Heather tilted her head. “Are you, though?” Before I could move, the shadows coiled around my legs, yanking me down. I roared, flames bursting around me, trying to burn them away, but they held tight, dragging me toward the abyss below. Valkyrie lunged, slicing through the tendrils with her dagger. “Get up!” I wrenched free just in time to block Heather’s next attack—a spear of pure darkness aimed straight at Valkyrie’s heart.

She asked me and I nodded instantly. "It's beca_" "Shhh, because you feel it's been so long?" Valkyrie cut me off again and I groaned in annoyance. "Hear me out! Will you?!" I had to yell at her or she would never listen. "The moon goddess matched me up with no other person but Ryder Blackthorn, the Alpha's 18 years old son!"

The Sangue Lupos (Blood Wolf) Pack is a small pack of around 200 werewolves. Among them is the Pack-warrior Valentina Ivy Black, daughter of Enforcer Jonathan Black and pack wolf Kristin Black. Valentina stumbles upon some confidential information of a rogue pack who is working on the genetic morphing of the werewolf and temper with DNA to create volatile hybrids. What happens to her when she stumbles in trap herself while discreetly trying to find out about this rogue pack?

" You do sound like a traitor, and after what happened to Donaerys, you've given me every reason to believe that you are" " Valkyrie, watch your tongue". " No, how else can we explain the fact that the werewolves attacked our key component in our fight against them, if not that there is a spy amongst us". " I have warned you enough", Valeria said, releasing his claws and standing on his feet. " What the hell do you think you can do?" Valkyrie said in anger, also standing to his feet and hitting his released claws on the poor table that never committed any crime other than keeping them apart.

Kael held the door and they moved out into the dark toward Elder Lysara's chambers without another word, and Zara watched them go with the hybrid's dragging feet leaving two pale lines in the dirt. She turned back to the room. Valkyrie had shifted back and was standing in the wreckage in a borrowed shirt, rotating her shoulder with a focused expression that suggested it hurt considerably more than she was acknowledging. "The last one," Zara said. "The one we brought to Lysara before. It was strong." "Yes," Valkyrie said. "This one was ten times stronger." "Yes." "That's a pattern." Valkyrie looked at her. "What are you thinking?"