Novel & Cerita Captain America Valentine

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

Even though he was currently in a wheelchair, he was able to command his surroundings effortlessly, and he made everything pale in sight. A surge of pride coursed through her heart. That's her man, her dream. Maverick Vandenberg. Their eyes clashed, and their lips moved as if they had practiced the moment, “I love you.” A beautiful girl suddenly clung to Valencia’s hand in excitement, and she eagerly spoke, “He's so handsome. Do you think if I ask President Maverick out, he'll agree to go on a date with me?” Valencia's expression turned cold. Asking to take her husband out on a date in front of her. If that wasn't seeking trouble, then what was it?

Not the best memory to leave someone with. “Valentine?” Her voice was soft and scratchy, but it was hers, and just the sound had my heart racing and my fingers itching to be holding her close. I wanted her in my arms, to feel her heart beat steady and strong against my palm. “Valentine? You said your name was Valen.” Blake asked with a raised eyebrow from Eva’s side as he put away a stethoscope and a small glass vial that was now empty. “His name is Dr. Valentine Cross, but he goes by Valen.” Eva remarked, her beautiful eyes never leaving mine as I stood like a statue, staring at her, afraid she’d disappear if I got to close or even blinked.

"Really? You would do that?" "But of course, anything for you my love, so please stop crying, I can't seem to function, I can't think whenever you tear up. Come here." Valentina said Valentina hugged Ryan so tightly she said "Thanks Ryan." "I am and always will be here for you, I love you, okay?" Ryan said "Okay" Valentina nodded "Come on, please wipe those tears." Ryan used his thumb to clean her face and went to the closet where he had kept the gift he ordered earlier with hopes that it cheers her up.

He ordered in no-nonsense tone making the two run out of the room. “Relax brother, Harman is just a kid. Let him be.” Victor interfered before Valentine could shoot the two. The door opened again, and Lola enters. Tears blurred her eyes after registering Valentine in wedding attire. He looked strong. Stepping forward, she kissed his forehead and gave her blessings. “God bless you. I feel so proud today. Maybe it’s late, but you finally took the right decision. You two deserve to be together. Promise me, never make her cry.”

"If you liked flowers, you should have said so earlier. I could have cleared out an entire flower farm and buried you in a mountain of flowers." Eugene quietly looked up at the blond beauty with his menacing smile. The FBI. Derek. Luca Datero... The overwhelming presence of Valentine standing before him instantly crushed all the thoughts that had been tormenting Eugene for days. "...Hey," Valentine called with his characteristically calm, deep voice as he gripped Eugene's chin. He bent down. Their faces came very close. Blue eyes filled Eugene's entire vision. Eyes as coldly blue as the Antarctic glaciers floating in the sea.

Valentine's expression was stone-cold, his jaw set in determination. Margret, with a twisted smile, posed a chilling question, "Are you really sure about abducting Pete and... ending his life?" Valentine had left behind the room and the drinks they had been sharing, and Margret had quickly followed him to the airport, resulting in them arriving together. "There will be no clemency for that adulterous couple or their child," Valentine declared, his voice devoid of any warmth, his resolve as chilling as the morning air.