Can You Have More Than One Valentine Novels & Stories

He was too busy building a new life with an another she-wolf. I wiped my tears, clutching the Moonlight Blessing herb in my pocket. Yes, I'd found an herb worth $100 million, and I'd planned to tell him tonight during our Valentine's Day celebration. I was going to share how I'd already given notice at the herb shop so I could focus on raising Noah. But now... Well, he didn't need to know about the herb. Five years of dedication had led to this moment of clarity. It was time to walk away.

"We got carried away yesterday and didn't have the chance. Why don't we get dinner after work on Monday and talk about hard limits?" "That's if you still want to work with us after this." "I do, sir," I told Rowan and he joined his hands together in excitement. "Great. So, dinner on Monday?" "Definitely." Matteo was right. We did get carried away, but I didn't regret it one bit. 'You're ours'. For some reason, I loved the sound of that. I belonged to the Valentino twins and they belonged to me. Only me. Or I guess we'd have to talk about exclusivity on Monday as well.

I let out a breath, “I’m pleased about that, it’d be a bit awkward otherwise and plus she’d be sitting on her lonesome.” “Not really, I mean yes it would be damn awkward, but she’d be sitting with the singles. I have a table for eight, some people love Valentine’s Day and go to functions and events to sit on the singles table, in the hope they may just meet their next partner.” “Really? Is that a thing? Fuck I didn’t know that.”

I smiled, reaching out and pulling her in my embrace. “Thank you, Riv’s. Trust me, I feel the same way for you, but thank you, your words mean so much to me. I promise never to withhold any vile information.” She winked and smiled, crossing her heart. “Okay, now tell me everything,” I said, wrapping an arm around her neck. _________ Valentine’s was just a few days away and I wanted to make it special. Zach is good at surprises and he always melted my heart. Even when we were younger the guy knew me so well. I may not have had a boyfriend, but as a friend, he always delivered.

“Have a seat, Leilah.” Colby assisted me in the seat in front of this Blake guy while he took the seat beside him. There were folders on the table and Blake is drinking wine. “Leilah, this is my adoptive brother, Blake Valentino. Blake, this is my biological sister, Leilah Rivera.” Colby introduced us. Blake reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rivera.” His voice is sultry and wispy. It sounded like sea waves crashing inside my ears.

Dane rolls his eyes and says if it wasn’t for him he doesn’t know how either of his brothers would be alive. I smirk at his words as I watch him hip check Richie away from the stove. Richie makes his way over to Lyla and grabs her, and my heart swells once more. I know Richard has no plans to reverse his vasectomy. We’ve talked about it. But I can’t deny I have a breeding kink of my own when it comes to watching that man with a baby. Thankfully for both of us, I have two boyfriends who are both chomping at the bit to claim the baby already growing inside of me, so I don’t think there will be any shortage of opportunities to explore either of our kinks.

I was shaking all over with anger, gripping my phone so tightly it felt like it might crack in my hand. The post was still gaining traction, and the comment section was filled with filth—vile, disgusting words that were hard to even read. "Girls these days really know how to play. Valentine’s Day with no protection, just chasing thrills." "She looks so innocent. Didn’t expect her to be this wild, roleplaying the whole ‘sister-brother’ thing."

She is what I always wished my body looked like, and seeing her coming out of the home I am sharing with Valentine, tagging behind his mother that seems to already hate me, is making ugly emotions eat away inside my chest. “Nope. No sister wives here. We are monogamous in our relationships. Well, unless you are an identical twin or something, then they usually share a mate. I’m an only child, so you will not have to worry about that,” he grins. Okay, I don’t even have the brain capacity to take on that bit of information yet. I couldn’t imagine dealing with two Valentines. Well, maybe… No. One weapon of mass destruction is enough for me. Gawd, why am I thinking of his weapon now? Mind out of

“How did you get my phone number?” “You can only ask me ten questions are you sure you want to waste those slots asking unreasonable things?” He asked me teasingly, and my breathing became labored. I don’t think he is lying, there are only a few people who would know Guillotine, the author of Valentine’s Day and that could be Valentina, Travis, and I.

Rosie protested. “It’s just February fourteenth,” “He’s your first boyfriend and this is your first Valentine’s day together. You’re supposed to go out and do cute coupley stuff. That’s the law,” Rosie stated firmly. Even though she was never the hopeless-romantic type, Rosie was a firm believer that cute coupley stuff was a necessity from time to time.