Valerian Graphic Novels & Stories

My husband was a computer whiz, and he brought me along to work in Valen. Rent in Valen was steep, so we ended up in one of those chaotic, mixed-bag apartment buildings. The place was packed with edgy young girls in trendy Valenese outfits, their lips and tongues covered in piercings. They said Valen's adult entertainment industry was thriving, but after arriving, I realized it goes way beyond that. These people had turned their subculture into an art form, with every twist and challenge pushing the limits of my imagination.

Though dim, the name held weight. Everything froze inside me. One sentence after another, my fingers shook as I turned each page. "Month 4: The pure energy of the Valerian bloodline has been shown to accelerate Alpha Targarion's stabilization process. However, the side effects on Valerian's hosts are fatal. Their bodies are unable to withstand the forced withdrawal of energy. The initial symptoms are similar to rapid cellular decay..." Buried under the note sat a rough drawing of some kind of ceremony. Much like what Leon did down in the basement that evening, rings inside rings marked with old signs. Yet something extra caught the eye near the bottom, scribbled quietly in fresh red ink.

"What exactly is a valerian?" My question makes Richard's eyes flash with surprise. "They didn't tell you what you are?" He searches my face for a second and when he realises I really don't know what I am, he says," Valerians are a race of very powerful vampires. So powerful, they make us look like kittens. They're the only vampire able to compel another vampire and they used to rule these lands viciously." His words make me shiver but I don't say a word, wanting him to continue.

“But you need to leave. I’m okay. I already sent Ella for the head healer. It’s probably just the pup acting up again or whatever this stupid energy thing is.” The second I mentioned the pup, Valerio’s pale eyes lit up with something bright and genuine. He took one careful step forward, worry creasing his brow. “Is the pup okay?” I nodded quickly, forcing myself not to sound rude or completely unhinged. “Yes. It’s fine." His shoulders visibly relaxed and for one strange moment he didn’t look dangerous or mysterious at all. He just looked relieved. God. Why did that somehow make him prettier? No. Absolutely not.

And smiled brightly. Valeriana is the name of a flower in Europe. Just like the flower is used for the treatment of insomnia, anxiety and psychological stress, our Valeriana also helps people to get out of depression. Especially the children and old people. Valeriana works in a NGO. Which helps millions of orphans, old people get their comfort place. Her beauty, her humbleness, her smile helps the people to feel at ease.

“It bears Alexandro’s seal.” Valerian didn’t speak for a moment. His golden eyes squinted at the horizon, then slowly dropped to the scroll. He took it without a word, breaking the seal with a flick of his clawed thumb. As he read, his usually composed features shifted slightly—an eyebrow twitched, his lips parted in quiet contemplation. Ziva watched him with interest. “What does it say?” Valerian rolled the scroll back up, his expression unreadable. “He wants a meeting.”

"Drop it." Valerian stepped back to eye me fully. His eyes were full of adoration, seeing my naked glory. "How can I make you the happiest woman on earth if you do not know how to be a submissive, honeydew?" He started unbuttoning his pants and revealed only his undergarments. "You know what I want, my Lilith. Don't you want my cock inside you already?" When he revealed his alive, pulsating member, my mouth parched at the sight of it. It was a majestic wand that could make me cry in pleasure without fail. It was the same cock I used to please with my mouth before his cock would please my cunt.

As she unlocked her phone, Valarie kept chanting, “Fingers crossed.” She received pictures from her double agent of Avery and some older guy in his mid-twenties. The guy’s features were blurry, but nonetheless, Valarie was pleased. Most of the photos showed Avery either getting out of or into his car. Her smile widened further as she read the messages attached to the photos. “Let’s see how you escape this time,” she said in a malicious tone. Valarie went straight to post all the dirt she found on the school’s forum before retiring to sleep with a satisfied smirk on her face.

"Maybe this is one of the places where they developed the drug they've been using." Valerian glanced up, thinking it over for a moment, then said, "I think there's a file in here with all the saved feeds from each day. Hold on." He pulled up a folder containing dozens of thumbnail clips. Other than a time-and-date stamp, none of them were labeled. Valerian began clicking through the small images. "Let me know if any of these look like something worth stopping on." I sat and watched as he moved through the frames one by one. He was about ten slides in when I nearly jumped out of my seat. "Stop. Go back, go back. Two or three slides."

-“Jax, Dude! I set that up for you! Tell him!” I heard Armand mind-link me. I remembered just then that Valerian is an arctic fox shifter and wondered if they feel mate bonds as well. I also wondered why he smelled like a human still, but knew I could ask later. I looked up at Armand before turning to face Valerian again. I was a mess of nerves because I knew that if he didn’t like me then he could reject me. Titus encouraged me in our mind that Valerian would not reject us as I looked at Valerian. “Valerian?”