Anti Valentine's Day Party Novels & Stories

I think I stared at it for too long because he sent another one. “Can’t?” He wrote. I don’t fucking know what to answer to this. Should I go? Will I survive a dinner with Blake Valentino? “Sure. :)” I messaged back. If my internal self can scream audibly, I would have made a commotion. It made breathing a little hard but I composed myself. Blake is just on the other side of this glass wall. I am quite happy I wore my little black dress today. I can just leave my blazer here in the office after work.

I could hear my ringing tone blasting from the other end of the room, how far did I drop it last night? It was Nathan who was calling me, I frowned as my eyes combated the caller ID, and I was unable to answer the phone call. I remember Travis said something about Guillotine, if I remember correctly, Guillotine is the author of the book Valentine’s Day. I picked up my phone and surfed through the internet. “Valentine’s Day,” I said aloud as I typed it into the search bar, it took a few seconds to load, and when the information came. “February 14, is also known as Valentine’s Day.”

“My mom would like the pleasure of your company this Friday night; a pre engagement party, just a few close friends.” ‘A few close friends, my ass,’ Valentina thought as she, once again, looked at all the people in the house. It almost seemed like this was a formal party and no one had told her family. Oh, they were dressed accordingly, but there were way too many people for this to be a pre-party. Would Mrs. Constantini set up a party and call it an engagement party, excluding her family in the plan making? She sure seemed like it, which did not go over well with Valentina’s mom.

“Come on, let’s admit it, Hailstorm did you a favor. I mean, those decorations are meant for a three-year-old’s birthday party—or, some trashy art project.” Valerie’s eye twitches. “Don’t play dumb, Luca. You know freaking well this isn’t her doing. She can’t even afford to buy proper clothes!” She jabs a finger in my direction, practically seething now. “And everyone knows I’m the one who planned this party!”

I only got the element of surprise when I got to parties she invited me to. But I wished I got more information. I didn’t want to be anywhere around any display of love. It was the 14th of February, Valentine’s Day. It was only after I got out that I realized the massages helped me ignore the decorations scattered around the space. Who cared about that when you had 24 hours of princess treatment and a massage that blew my mind? Back out in the real world, I was pushed into the realm of seeing so much PDA. I was slowly losing my mind. Would it be stupid to think that the party I was about to attend had nothing to do with valentine even though it was being thrown on Valentine’s Day?

She is satisfied with her choice. "First, it's not just me and prince Hector who is attending this party. Dad and mom are coming as well. This is a party hosted by one of dad's close friends and a royal dragon named Alva Edison. He is throwing party in honour of me and Prince Hector's engagement. You are invited as well. But you prefer to sulk in your room because you are missing your Prince charming" she teased. Valerie sighed. She is missing Raphael. And she is hoping that he would come for her tonight. If she goes to a party, then she would miss him if he comes back here.

They chat the entire time she gets ready, laughing about the struggles of the day. "Hey Derrick, do you have any plans on the twenty-eight?" Valery pressed down the flesh under her eyes to apply the white eyeliner. "Hmmm, nothing that I remember. Are you finally going to invite me to your place?" Valery pursed her lips, holding back a laugh. "Pretty close. There's this party for my grandparent's anniversary, and I was wondering if you would like to tag along." "Tag along as what?" Derrick said with a sly tone.

LAYTON “I would like to remind everyone that the human resources department will be on the lookout for any—” I checked the printout my assistant had given me with HR’s requests about the Valentine’s Day party. “Uh, shenanigans. No shenanigans will be tolerated, even if it is a party.”

“I handled it myself.” Valeria hummed softly. Interesting. Very interesting. But she didn’t push. Not yet. Instead, she smiled again. “Oh! That reminds me…” Isabella frowned slightly. “What?” Valeria leaned closer, lowering her voice slightly. “You didn’t hear?” “Hear what?” “The party,” Valeria said. “It’s not just a regular fundraiser.” Isabella blinked. “It’s not?” Valeria shook her head slowly. “Nope.” A pause. “It’s a costume party.”

I say without interest. I like parties and dancing. I love dancing, but I didn't come to Barcelona to hang out. I know they will object, as they are doing now. “Tomorrow is a municipal holiday. There will be no classes,” Valentina said. Well, if there is no class... “Wow, do we already have a holiday?” I start to laugh. Since it's like that, I think it's going to be super cool. We get all excited about attending such a rave party tonight.