Anti Valentine's Day Party Novels & Stories

“You are quite the beauty.” Tonight was Valen’s eighteenth birthday party. It was the event of the year since Alpha Females gathered from around the globe for the main reason that we expected him to scent his mate tonight. We all wanted him to make the announcement. Each of them was wishful to be his future Luna Queen.

KITTY-KAT: Kk BETTIE: Nawa o JON-B: Betty baby how far na, valentine's day is on Sunday ooo, will u be my val? TY: LOL YOMEE: Lol BETTIE: Over my dead body. Ew! I'd rather chew glass than go out with u AURORA: Chisos! Haewww! JD: Dayum! That was cold. DARA: Ice colllddd 4 dat matter [broken heart emoji] JON-B: Pfft, whatever. Alice hw abt u? Can we be frndz with benefits? KITTY-KAT: Tankz but no tankz. I av a boyfriend •_•

Bryan hasn't texted since this morning's curt "Running late. Start without me if you want." On Valentine's Day. Our fifth anniversary. I poured a drink. Then I poured one more. The bubbles hurt my throat. I looked out the big window. The city shimmered below, thousands of tiny lights glowing like fallen stars. The room is very expensive and it beats the cost of my dress. Bryan chose it because he wanted to show our love off. "I'm sorry I've been distant. I know work has been stressful for you. I'll try harder to understand." I soliloquized, memorizing the words I've rehearsed all week.

Christmas break was just around the corner. A high school group chat that had been dead for years suddenly became lively again. Messages flooded in by the hundreds within minutes. Some people talked about how excited they were to reunite, while others sighed nostalgically about how beautiful those years had been. The class president sent me a private message again, insisting that I attend no matter what. I had ignored every invitation before, but this time, I agreed. Because I wanted to see what they looked like once they failed and had nothing left.

The resident singer was playing the guitar and singing folk songs, and the music was as slow as the lights. Charlotte ordered a glass of orange soda and sat with Elizabeth in a booth, listening to people singing. Today is Valentine's Day, and there is an event in the store where a random couple is selected every half an hour to come on stage and exchange lines. If they are willing, they can enjoy a free meal, but it's also okay if they are not interested. The activity is not mandatory. Elizabeth's eyes lit up when she heard it, "They really thought about us single dogs."

This was all fun and interesting but I wasn't sure that Valerie realised that she was looking stupid by just standing there and staring at Ava. “I didn't realise that we were assigned special and free bodyguards at this party. Dylan does know how to throw a party.” Ava chuckled, looking at me with a smile on her face. “I wonder.” I replied her and Valeria whipped her gaze towards me like she forgot I was there. “The two of you fit so perfectly. Two Fat Idiots.” She seethed, boiling like a kettle on a heater as she glared at us and stomped away like a kid that had her candy taken away from her.

The hierarchy wasn’t a weapon; it was a way to keep a large family fed without the pantry catching fire. We set our reevaluation date like adults, circled on the calendar in pencil with a heart so tiny you could pretend it wasn’t there if you needed to. Most days, I didn’t need to. I was falling for him and fast. The house threw a Valentine’s party two weeks in—an excuse, June said, to feed people too much and make the teenagers slow dance so they learn where to put their hands. The dining room wore strings of warm lights and clumsy paper hearts the kids had cut and taped to the fireplace. Banks hired a quartet that could pivot from Ella to banjo without anyone getting whiplash. Todd’s boys

I stated, facing them. They all smiled. “Welcome back to school. What took you so long to apologize,” Ryan muttered, shaking my hands. “I absolutely cannot wait for Wednesday. We have been planning the Valentine party but we have just been waiting for you to bring our plan to life,” Vincent added. Every year together with Vincent, Ryan, and Taylor, I organize one of the biggest parties of the school year. We always had a new theme and a new name for it. I looked over at Vianne’s locker. “I completely forgot about it.”

I couldn't help the aggression in my tone. "Death is a part of life, sweetheart. Just because one stops breathing doesn't mean the party for the rest of us down here has to stop too." "That's harsh, Rob," Alex mumbled turning to look out the car window. "Anyway," she shrugged us both off. "This party is hosted by the Valentine's. Everybody is going to be there and it will be the start of an amazing year." "The Valentine's?" Gina repeated, "isn't their father the Dean. How is he okay with his kids having a party one week into the semester?"

) But now he had no mood to discuss or argument so he just asked him straight, " And what's that?!" Vihaan got relief on Captain's direct question; without argument or doubt. He excitedly revealed his master plan, " This year Valentine's Day is on Sunday. So, I made a plan to throw a blind date party, in which I will invite my college's only commerce students; bachelor degree and master degree both. And the party's venue will be our auditorium hall. I already examined its inside space, privileged location and it has its parking area. It is enough. The entrance fees will be 1000 per person and it includes some food combo deals too. So, it's so cheap for everyone they all can afford it."