Cupid And Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

I looked up at Taylor, my nails digging so deep into my palms that they nearly broke the skin. Ethan let out an impatient sigh. “It’s late. Why aren’t you staying home where you belong? What are you doing here? “And now you’ve ruined the mood, stirring up trouble for no reason!” Tears slipped silently down my cheeks. Not only had he forgotten about our Valentine’s Day, but the promises he once made—to cherish me for a lifetime, to always treat me well—had also crumbled into nothing.

oh. In the middle of his legs on the bed, the flyer glows. A faint, eerie shimmer at the back. A sun symbol. Save the planet from vampires. Valentine’s eyes widen. He looks at Achilles. Something unspoken passes between them. Valentine exhales sharply. “This is impossible.” He flips the flyer over, inspecting it like it might bite. His expression is unreadable. Achilles clenches his jaw. “I haven’t heard about them for a decade.”

As the priest declares your union with the love of your life, just like in movies, they shall live happily ever after. In front of her is massive and is considered one of the oldest cathedrals in town. The place where she once dreamed of holding her wedding ceremony. On the right side of the cathedral are acacia trees and benches underneath it to seat and chill. She could hear tweets of birds, they are singing happily with the anthem of love. It is a great and perfect day, she thought. "Get ready everyone! The wedding's about to start." Sheena shouted, the wedding coordinator, as she claps her hands twice to get everyone's attention.

The lie would start falling apart. So I walked to the café three blocks from campus. It wasn’t a pack place, just a cozy little fusion café with warm lights, polished wooden tables, and the best hot chocolate I’d ever tasted. They served everyone there — shifters and vampires. I knew Valentine's day was a big deal especially among shifters, but I didn't expect this small non-pack café was packed too. Almost every table full — mostly shifter couples sharing plates, splitting desserts, laughing at each other's phones. Heart-shaped paper cutouts taped to the windows. A playlist of slow songs I didn't recognize playing through the ceiling speakers.

"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.

he said, trying to change the topic. "What is it?"I asked. "Do you remember that today is Valentine's DAY?"he asked, and I gasped out in shock. "What? Valentine's day?"I asked. "Yes, today is Valentine's DAY, and this is February 14. It's obvious that you've forgotten about it," "So who do you want to make you Val? Victoria or your mate?"he asked, emphasizing the word 'mate'. I glared at him with a cold look. "Victoria of course,"he said, and he shook his head with a sigh.

Period. Haven had woken up early today since it was a very special day for her and her boyfriend, James Cross. It was their 3rd anniversary. Despite being the young generation, she was not the modern girl who would just move in and out of relationships and barely thought of commitments. She was in love with James and had a stable relationship for an appreciable amount of time. She always looked forward to their future as a young married couple, good parents, and growing old together with James.

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

Phoebe curiously asked: "What's the Date Today? Why does everyone buy chocolates and flowers?” "You do not know? Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, a holiday for couples, an opportunity to give each other gifts and show affection to each other. If you are in love with someone, you can give them a gift today to show your love to the other person without saying it." Hearing the shop owner say that, Phoebe Robert smiled. She didn't know that people could have such a special holiday. This holiday is something new and magical for her.

Louis just glared at him, causing Volstrige to take a step back. “Damn, I told you not to bother him this morning. Looks like he didn’t have a good time with Ma’am Elaine,” Volstrige said. “What’s the occasion?” one of them asked, surprising the three of them. Volstrige cleared his throat and confidently spoke. “Valentine’s Day is when lovers express their affection with greetings and gifts.” Brennon immediately slapped him. “Idiot, you’re holding a cheat sheet. Give me your phone!” Brennon said as he wrestled with Volstrige because he hadn’t finished reading what was on the screen.