Alvin Chipmunks Valentine Novels & Stories

Valentim thought all of it was a big joke. Worse than the rumors were the photos. He sent them to me like slow poison, depicting Xavier limping, leaning on a cane, his exhausted face. Each image came with a messenger carrying gifts that piled up high in my room. They were never opened. I didn’t need to look to know they contained more insults than sincere intentions. That day, a servant entered, carrying a new batch. "Luna, King Alpha sent more gifts for you and the baby," he announced, trying to sound neutral.

Darius looks down at me and I shake my head, thoroughly discouraged. There is no way I am hitting any one of those balloons. I have the throw of a dying squirrel. Even heaven knows that. "Tell me which one you want I will get it for you?" Ruby pick up the cup of darts and throws a glance at me. Looking at the prizes, there really is a lot to chose from. Among all, the pink chipmunk with puffed cheeks and the gigantic blue dolphin looks better in my eyes. "The chipmunk or the dolphin. Any one will do." I say.

Alvin rolled to the side, pulling her against his chest, one hand stroking soothing circles on her back. "I love you," he whispered into her hair. "More every single day." Chloe smiled against his skin. "I love you too. This... us... it feels right." The evening unfolded in soft light and softer touches. They shared the wine, talking quietly about the babies' latest milestones—Elias's strong grip, Sophia's alert eyes, Theo's peaceful nature. Alvin fed her strawberries dipped in chocolate from a tray the staff had left earlier. His touches remained possessive but tender, tracing patterns on her skin as if memorizing her anew.

Shit! When I got back to our table, the principal had just finished his brief speech. Bruno and Ivana took over to start whatever they prepared for the Valentine Ball, which is a series of weird games created for everyone. They prepared two fishbowls filled with folded papers. One with all of our names written on it and the other with some consequences we have to do.

Crystal reminded before wiping her tears, and Valentine licked his lips in trouble. “That motherfucker. Alright then, Victor, ask Alberto to shift Lola and Valerie at the apartment, 7 blocks away from here. Nobody knows about the place.” Valentine instructed and Victor nodded dutifully. Standing up, he fumbled with his phone to call Alberto and left the couple alone.

On the front is a tiny, embossed red heart. I run my finger across it and feel the bump. My curiosity grows. Little red bumpy hearts don't come from girl friends. Beneath the heart, the words read, All you have to do is think it and I'll be there. Inside in precise, masculine handwriting: Dearest Aline, Will you be my valentine? - Stefan Tempting. And if Jian hadn't been such an almighty horse's ass earlier today, maybe I wouldn't even consider it. But he was. And I am. So, with deliberation, I form the thought. Yes, Stefan, I will be your Valentine.

he asked, "This is my fave." I remembered Alpha Magnus mentionning that yesterday. I glanced at the keychain he gave me. If I’m not mistaken, it was a character named called Remus Lupin? I was on the verge of throwing it in the trash can, but not Louisa thretening me that she will stop doing my work if I will continue throwing it. Almiro left us and returned with some food on his hand and some popcorn, “I heard eating would add excitement when watching,” Gusev grinned, “Yes, that is so nice of you Almiro! I knew I could depend on you!”

I palmed over them and I glared at the irritating cub. Having a one-man band party and shifting the tempo, all the while, the panda’s stubby hands tossed up sticks and caught them, bopping around his head. I wanted to shove that drum up his ass right now where he would be draining ass juice out of it for a week. “Can’t you roll the credits on the porky panda and tweety-bird before I do?” Valen seethed, highly annoyed. “Of course.” Artemis made a courteous nod of her head and glanced over her shoulders. “Caladan, Alamut, zip it.”

she exclaimed, rushing over to us, laughter bubbling over as if she had won a grand prize. Valene ran his hand through his vibrant red hair and displayed a smile, though its genuineness escaped my discernment. "Yes, what is it, little sister?" "Alpha Axford just appeared on my live video!" she squealed with joy, leaping onto her brother. "You have no idea how ecstatic I am, Valene. He even sent me kisses emojis... I asked him if he plans to attend the upcoming mating convention, and he said he will, 'for my sake', can you believe that? Could it be that we're destined mates?"

Alpha Xavier laughed. "Shut up," Ava pouted. "But, one thing I don't understand is why you hate trees,"? Alpha Xavier asked. "Because, in our fifth grade, on valentine's day, I got you a gift and was watching you from the tree. I didn't dare to come over to you and give you the gift. After some time, when I finally had the courage. I started coming towards you, only to be stuck in the dry branches of the very same tree. I struggled to free myself, and when I succeeded and came to you, Jessica already gifted you," Ava glared at the tree in Infront of them making him laugh.