Creepy Valentines Novels & Stories

I said and closed the door in his face out of shame before he could say anything. I was going to fucking kill Rhea and Evelyn! They'd told me they wanted to set up a blind date for me two days ago since they were traveling and I would be alone on Valentine's Day, and I had specifically told them not to. Of course, they wouldn't listen! Out of anger, I called Rhea's number, but she wasn't picking up. I called again, and she picked up this time. “I'm guessing the package has arrived,” she said in a faux innocent voice that almost sent me over the edge

I wondered if he had feelings for me and didn't want to break his girlfriend's heart. I smile, confident in my plan to make him jealous by going out with Lucas, ultimately making him mine. If Lucas is planning on making me another list of his one-time girls, it won't be evil at all to use him. ****** The next day at lunch, the plan had started without me making the first move, which was to flirt with Lucas by bending down in my mini cheerleading skirt to pick up a pen. I purposely dropped to get his attention right away. As they say, an evil plan always gets the devil's attention, and Lucas is the devil. He approaches me as I'm getting a book from my locker.

If the flap of a butterfly's wings in Tokyo could cause a tornado in Tennessee then it wouldn't be too far-fetched to say that a small kiss on the neck was an internal natural disaster causing my organs to liquefy and my overthinking to seize. I've never felt something quite like it before. There was something about Creed and I could feel it in my veins from the first moment we made eye contact. It was more than just attraction, there was something else keeping me here despite my heads natural reaction to run and never look back.

My thighs were slick, a faint sheen catching the light, and my skin still carried that flushed, overheated look that hadn’t quite faded. I looked… used. Not by anyone else. By my own thoughts. By him. I swallowed, dragging my gaze up to meet my own eyes, and for a second I didn’t even recognize myself. “This quickly got out of hand,” I muttered quietly, half surprised I just cummed to the thought of someone I had known for less than twenty four hours. But even then, I didn’t move away. Valentine's day arrived the way it always did. Loud, pink, red, and totally inconsiderate to single people like me.

Valerie gasps sharply, turning even paler as she recalls that day months ago in the ceremonial hall when Caroline shifted and charged toward her to scratch her face. This bitch had wanted to kill her back then, and she is threatening her now. Valerie's earlier smug demeanor vanishes instantly, replaced by a raw, vicious panic. However, after being exposed and humiliated in front of the watching staff, Valerie's rage overcomes her fear. She is a century old Vampire, how can she be afraid of a lowly slave who thinks she's worthy to threaten her. “You lowly slave!” Valerie screeches. In a flash of pure rage, she moves with her Vampire speed, her hand blurring through the air as she swings a vic

he called over his shoulder, ducking as Carmen swung her shoe at him. "Explain? EXPLAIN?" Carmen's voice rose to a shriek. "You drugged me! And put me on a plane without my consent! How dare you?!” "But It’s a surprise!” Liam protested, weaving around seats and then suddenly stopped shouting, “ Happy Valentine.” With his arm stretch out. Carmen skidded to a stop, breathing hard, her brow furrowing as she hissed through gritted teeth, “It’s November, you idiot.” “Is it?” he blinked. Then suddenly smiled again, "But still, it didn't matter. Valentine can be celebrated at anytime….”

" Lucas saw that Tina was still wearing her stained pajamas and flew into a terrible rage. "All I did was spend Valentine's Day with Mia! How could you be so selfish? You're my mate! You should be more generous and forgiving instead of being so petty and jealous like this!" I saw that Lucas was finally about to enter the bedroom. I got anxious again. Was he finally going to see my body now?

We stayed there for a few seconds then he kissed my neck. “Colby!” I pushed him away and my hands immediately went to my neck covering it. He is bending over laughing. Grew up to be a jerk, as I can see. “I’m so sorry. I can’t help it. You smell so good.” he said while still laughing. “That’s creepy. You’re a creep.” I said as I look at him disgustingly, “Alright. I’m sorry.” He is trying his best to stop his laughter. “ But seriously, don’t go just yet. Let’s at least have dinner. The two of us.” he said as he put his hands on his waist and stood tall.

But after Marianne's death, I also realized by investigating their family, that they are actually a family that is comparable in power with us— the Valentine's. I stared Khrystyanna's face for a while and then threw all the bothering thoughts away. I smiled at her and then kissed her forehead. "Alright. If that's what you want, I will do so, my 'Cherrie'." My lips went down from her forehead, to the tip of her nose and then her lips. She froze in shock but loosened up after a while. Her lips are like blood for us vampires. It is so sweet and intoxicating. It is so sexy and dangerous at the same time. But…

“But be ready. He’s not going to take this well.” Valentine sat in his luxurious office, a glass of bourbon in hand, staring out at the city skyline. The project was nearing its completion, and soon he would have control over the most powerful compound ever created. All thanks to the Petal Bloom and Raelynn’s blood. His phone buzzed, pulling him from his thoughts. He picked it up, expecting good news. “Dr. Webber,” he greeted coolly, “What do you have for me?” Kristen’s voice was shaky on the other end of the line. “Valentine… there’s a problem.”