Valerian Graphic Novels & Stories

Raven's POV It looked like we finally had a lead, though it was a grim one. As Valen sat there, drained and pale from reliving his worst nightmare, Darian surprised me. It turned out he had a secret artistic skill. Without a word, he grabbed a piece of charcoal and a clean sheet of parchment, his hands moving with a fluid, practiced grace. He was drawing the mysterious attendant who had been beside Valen’s father in his final moments.

My heart thundered dramatically, and my breathing quickened as I took in both their male scents combined, creating a much intoxicating scent that drives me wild and crazy with desire. “Hmm, you’re already getting wet.” Valerian growled. His hand sliding down my pussy. Indeed, it was wet and now it was throbbing painfully for his cock. Fuck it. This was a lovely surprise, and I was never woken up like this. I leaned down and kissed Valerian hungrily, curious on what he tasted like. I have only ever tasted Hades and I’m dying if he tasted as good as him. At the first moment, Valerian stiffened, startled, as if no one has ever kissed him before. A grin crawled to my lips as I wondered. Was I th

ALPHA XAVIER POV A mischievous smile played on my lips while I listened to Valerian talk and advocate for Isabel. I could have understood if he had only spoken about it and moved on to other subjects. But he dwelled on the topic, passionately appealing for Isabel's course. "I have a question Val, and I'd be grateful if you answered honestly." A name I usually call him. Valerian looked at me searchingly, I could see the desperation in his eyes as he tried to figure out what was going on in my mind. "Okay, shoot."

"The Celestial Wolf and her king will burn together or rise together. There is no in between." Then the words fade and the text returns to normal. My heart hammers in my chest. "Interesting reading material." I jump violently and spin around. Valerian stands in the doorway, clothed now thankfully, in black pants and a hastily buttoned shirt. His hair is disheveled and his feet are bare. His expression is carefully neutral but his eyes, his eyes are fixed on the book in my hands with something that looks like dread. "Where did you find that?" His voice is too controlled, too careful.

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.

I snickered again and snapped a photo of a now tomato red Jax. “I see…” Valerian said with a smile before standing up. “Thank you for letting me eat lunch with you Alpha.” He said as he packed up the empty lunchbox. Jax stared in silence. I smiled at Valerian and replied “Not a problem.” Valerian walked over to the Jax’s side of the table and bent down to look Jax in the eyes again, “Make sure you leave your number for me so I can get ahold of you”

Valerie said, staring at the young man before her, not believing how crude he could be even if the girl had been a willing participant in their sexual games. He shrugged again, his gaze devouring her as he ran it from her head to her toes and back up again. “But it’s a hell of a lot of fun. What are you doing tonight? I could show you just how much fun we had the other night.” “I probably should introduce myself,” she said. “I’m Valerie Tanner. I’m one of the humanities teachers.” “Really?” he said, his lips pressed together in a smug smile as he nodded. “I’ve never bagged a teacher. You should definitely come over then.”

Liam is already chattering at the breakfast table, telling me about a dream where he rode an elevator all the way to the top of the tall glass building. I listen with a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes, helping him with his shoes before dropping him off. Every mile I drive toward Cruz Holdings feels like another step deeper into quicksand. Valerio is getting closer, and I can feel it in the way he looks at me now; not just with hunger, but with genuine confusion. Like pieces were shifting inside him, and he’s trying to make sense of it. When I reach my desk, the floor is already busy. Valerio is in his office on a video call, but his eyes flick to me the moment I sit down. He gives a small n

“The order was to stop until the patrol returned.” “The patrol has returned with the wrong story,” Valerian said. He lifted the fresh sheet from the tray. It showed Lorelai beside Karl, their shoulders almost touching, the border line behind them. The image made them look united. It gave the people outside a shape for the alliance they were trying to build. Valerian tore it down the middle before either printer could reach for it. “Not that one,” he said. “Use the plate with the chains.” The printer's face tightened. “It is a lie.”

I smile at myself I later saw a picture she snapped alone, she look so stunning in her pink grown. I saved it. **rosapearl** to be continue