Hellsing Jan Valentine Novels & Stories

"Why is Aurora suddenly interested in the fire? I thought she was from the Valen family? How is it their business?" Janet shrugged elegantly. "I don't know." I frowned. She rolled her eyes. "And frankly, I don't care." Then she sat down on the edge of a workbench as if we were discussing the weather. "You shouldn't care about that yet either." I scoffed..Easy for her to say. Janet crossed her legs. "Aurora Valen is the pampered princess of the Valen family." Her lips curved. "The entire family worships her." I said nothing. She continued anyway.

So I warned him. "I am going to cum". I groaned. "Not yet, daddy". A feminine sultry voice forced my eyes open, just in time to see Sandra slipping out of her night gown. Seductively. Her succulent nipples beging me to feast on them. "We are just getting started" she announced as she catwalked towards me. "Oooo!! I love the sound of that". I grabbed her butt and pulled her for a deep kiss. Sandra's POV. I thought it was weird for Xanvier to refer to me as "daddy" while I was riding him.

Holly said, “you can get your slutty mouth over here and get me off.” Valerie stared at the woman for a moment. She had never gone down on another woman before. Had never even thought about it, if she were honest with herself. Yet, here she was being ordered to do it. She didn’t know if this was part of her punishment, her humiliation, or if Holly genuinely wanted it. Valerie had never heard the other woman say anything about being into women, so the fact she wanted Valerie to go down on her surprised her.

Valen, Lord of the Vampires. Behind the heavy doors of his study, Valen was seated at his desk, his focus unwavering on the documents before him. The room around him was elegant in its simplicity—dark wood, rich tapestries, and the faint scent of leather and parchment filled the air. The dim lighting cast shadows across his sharp features, enhancing the undeniable beauty that had always marked him.

-RAINA'S POV “I can't stop. I won’t stop. Not until I get my wolf.” I replied with all seriousness, showing my determination. Then sadness overcame me when I thought of everything that crashed into my life. My voice dropped, softening. “I'm scared, Valen.” This doppelgänger was as impassive as the first time I met him. This was the Valen who was incandescently in love with Villainess Snow, also known as the nefarious Mercedes.

“I’m glad that you’re okay.” He slowly lets me go, and walked back to him bed, it took a while before I was able to regain my motion, I turned back in his direction, a lot of questions in my head. “Why are you glad I’m okay?” I found myself stepping closer to his bed. “I don’t know what you’re sick with but I think it’s getting involved with your memories, in case you don’t remember me, I’m Valentina, also known as the ghost girl.”

"What do you see?" "My face?" "No, stupid ass!" "I can see a woman." "That's right, Yhannie. You can see a woman right there, a strong woman. We shouldn't just let men step on us easily." "Yeah but......" "Valentine hurt a lot of women. He destroyed a lot of self-esteem, a lot of innocent hearts, he brought menace upon us, unsuspecting victims. And even if him realizing that he's actually gay won't hurdle us from continuing to the plan. The plan is going to commence, no matter what the case is. I've got everything planned out smoothly" Valerie is totally serious about this. She's like a train that can't be stopped. "Actually it's a set of plans."

the voice again pronounced in her mind as it revealed the culprit behind it to be a warlock, levitating in the air, just above her line of sight. It was a marvel that Andrey couldn’t make out, it was the high mage. ===== “Hmph! Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!...” Valentine let out thumps as he thrusted into Fay. She wouldn’t even let out a moan as they both covered inside sheaths and she became only a tool. That moment that she chose to shoulder a smile to ease him into whatever he chose to do spelt her doom, and an opposite reaction than what he expected.

Its piercing gaze locked onto hers before it shifted seamlessly into human form. Valen stood tall, his broad shoulders and sharp features accentuated by the dim light. His presence was commanding, the aura of a leader who had earned his position through strength and cunning. Behind him, a woman stepped forward with a lithe grace, her movements predatory yet refined. The woman, Vendetta, wore a small, knowing smile, her eyes flickering with amusement as she observed the group. Her hand lightly rested on Valen’s waist, a gesture that spoke volumes about her claim to his side.

Val even showed her fangs playfully, which made everyone laugh. “You’re disgusting!” Damona and Demonise both said with a grimace. Laughter echoed throughout the entire venue as my sisters started bickering playfully. “Your sisters are so lively,” Azrael said with a smile. I hummed with a smile on my lips. I overheard Val still making Drelix call her Valkyrie. I know why Val acted like this. It’s because she’s pregnant, but the bump isn’t visible yet. Damona and Helix proceed with their vows.