Valerian Graphic Novels & Stories

The familiar feeling of being unable to breathe started to make me panic. “You really are something, El’s. I mean, don’t get me wrong, it’s been fun, and I’ve enjoyed our time together, but you really need to stop this little ‘teenage rebellion’ you have from your first taste of freedom—and go back to being someone who can listen to their betters. But don’t worry. I’ll help you.” I tried to keep my eyes closed, Valerian didn’t need them open. He was the type of man who’d take a little extra effort to force me to open them just because he could.

I chided myself, grabbing a glass, pouring myself a drink, and started taking swigs. "I'd appreciate it if you gave me one," a deep, masculine voice rumbled from behind me. I choked on my drink, coughing violently. "Whoa there," he chuckled. I spun around to find Valerian casually sprawled on a chair, his feet propped up on the table. He was wearing a casual green polo shirt, white bottoms, and that damn fuckable aura of his. He was right there, grinning widely, peeling a banana. "How long have you been there? No, scratch that. How did you even get in here?!"

‘’I don’t care.’’ I flipped my long wavy chocolate brown hair as I raised my brows while looking at Ismael as he tried to explain how their group is growing now. I know that he is fully aware that he can’t force me to do the things that I am not interested with. He is convincing me to join their group. It’s a group of strong werewolves that dreaming to join the mercenary that serves Alpha pack in the battles, of course my father won’t allow that. I am persistent to say no to him because I am not really into these stuffs. Yes, I admit that I always get involve in troubles but I don’t want to worsen my father’s stress and frustration about me and his work being the Alpha’s right hand.

said Lily reminding him. “Oh yes, I was saying that. You know, the other day, I was talking about my botanical garden. There is a plant called Valeriana officinalis, commonly known as Valerin, it’s good for healing sleep disorders nothing but insomnia, anxiety, restlessness and depression. So, I made a drink a for you. I mean I asked my mother to make a drink for you, here.” said Jisung with a smile while removing the beautiful glass bottle from his bag and giving it to her. “Thank you. It was not needed but it was really thoughtful” said Lily with a genuine smile.

Violet sighed as she sat plainly before her mirror, watching as she was being transformed into a beautiful damsel. She was radiant, beauty radiated from her body. Her sweet fragrance filled the room as they applied more of the perfume and makeup on her. “Peach, I love that fragrance.” Her mom said ecstatically as she made her way into the dressing room. Violet’s eyes didn’t trail off the mirror and even when her mom came closer, she didn’t care to look at her mom that had walked inside her room, she was very much displeased. Her mom sighed because she knew why Violet’s face was like that.

, I told him. Just then, the pack doctor came and checked out one of the warriors. "It's Valerian, Alpha", the pack doctor told Adrian who pinched the tip of his nose in frustration. "I thought the witches banned those when we made a treaty with them", he growled lowly and the pack doctor bowed before him. Jayden and Rose were now beside us and everyone seemed to understand what a Valerian is except me. "What's a valerian?" I asked. I do t want to be in the dark on matters concerning the pack anymore. It was frustrating.

"There's just something about how the waves crash through the shore. How the ocean can get so aggressive and gets peaceful after." I noticed how a small smile slipped through Valerian's face. "Why do you ask?" I questioned. "Well, darling." Valerian grinned which felt like will be the end of me. How adorable! He looks so excited like a kid getting a new toy and candy. If you told me that Valerian could be this type of person, I would bet my life that I would never ever believe you. But here we are— here am I witnessing everything. "I'm certain you will love my surprise."

He informed her and the old lady laughed at him. She moved a little closer where their body is almost five inches away only. Val couldn't take it anymore. He wanted his fantasies to be real. To hear the moan of an old woman begging for his mighty cock to get inside her cunt. "I have unfinished works, sir. I run into you because I'm on my way home" she told him. Val took one step back and smiled at her. He was a bit embarrassed. "I see," he said. They're too quiet inside. Val keeps controlling himself not to touch her. He bit his lower lip to stay good.

White wolves are creatures of pure destruction, and once Valeria lets it out, there’s no telling when she could reel it back in. Suddenly, all my thoughts of violence vanish. The thing in front of me is a big and real problem that requires every ounce of tact I have. Valeria is a ticking time bomb right now, and I have to stop her. I walk closer to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Valeria… Valeria, can you hear me?” She doesn’t answer. She just continues to stare at Rafael, who even has the audacity to scream, “Well, what are you waiting for?”

Then I stopped before one particular portrait. The woman in the painting looked strangely familiar. Not identical to me, but the eyes carried the same hazel shade and the face held a similar delicate shape. Beneath it sat the exact symbol from the forged message, the crest of the extinct bloodline. “You shouldn’t be here.” Valerian’s voice came from behind me, low and steady. I turned quickly. He stood in the doorway, his expression unsettled for the first time since I had met him. Not angry, but genuinely disturbed.