Anime Valentine Novels & Stories

They didn't know what kind of relationship they could actually have, Dora and Leon were supposed to know each other before the creation of Shining Sword, and no one knew what Dora and Sana's love life was like. They could only count on his reaction and, judging by his calm and seriousness, they thought he was seriously affected. But during all this time, Dora never felt sadness, or even joy, or even boredom. It was a normal day for him. He heard Sana crying, he could have done anything to help her, anything would have worked at that moment. She desperately needed any kind of help, she lost herself in the process of realizing her dream and couldn't erase the image of the boy who was after all

It didn’t take me long to put on the red sleeveless gown Jacob had bought for me a month before, in preparation for Valentine’s Day/Night. Valentine. I giggled to myself and almost kicked my feet at the air save for the fact that I was standing. Jacob had been the most loving and considerate boyfriend I’d ever had, and I was looking forward to seeing him again. Just as planned, I was going to head over to his house and spend the valentine’s with him. And yes, we wanted to savor every minute, hence the reason why I wanted to be at his place before midnight.

It was a smooth and deadly sound. “Ansel? That one is mine,” I heard Valentine’s voice. The man called Ansel shrugged and let go of me. “I thought she’s just someone else held captive.” “She’s just someone else, alright,” Valentine said, fishing both his hands inside his jeans pocket. “Someone that can make Vlad weak.” Ansel arched an eyebrow and smirked. “Oh! That woman! I see,” he said. “Exactly.” “Clever,” he said and tapped Valentine’s shoulder. “I thought she’s someone we can share like her.”

ANYA Valentine’s Day; The day of lovers, the day I had been waiting for with my heart in my throat and dreams in my eyes. Today was going to be my day. My perfect day. I rushed into the bar, my heart pounding in anticipation. The sight of Cross made my breath catch, as it always did. He was sitting there, looking effortlessly perfect. His hair was slightly messy, his smile casually charming, and his presence magnetic. I had loved him since high school, and even now, in college, that love hadn’t faded. If anything, it had only grown stronger.

“His name is Valentine, and he was the one who chose your publication. He's been a fan since his very young age.” All of Starr's anger for Valentine began to slip away. She spared the young man a glance. He was way different from Chariton. He was short and a little chubby. He had long brown hair, which he neatly tied in a low ponytail. And he had a really chubby face that suited his big eyes perfectly. Star smiled at his pouty lips, then asked, “Why?” Knowing fully well that the question was being directed to him this time around, Valentine cleared his throat and answered calmly, “Majorly because I've always been a fan.”