Cupid Valentines Novels & Stories

I suddenly don’t have the urge to go to the spa anymore after Xavier telling me about all the dirty things he’s going do to me while he kept me in his office. I want to be there now, keeping him entertained while he works. Why didn’t he take me? A surge of jealousy shoots through my body. “Do I have an access key?” Cupid reaches into his back pocket, pulling one out. He hands over the white sparkly card that has my name etched at the top. Under my name, it reads Mine in bold letters.

Calvin had completely lost his nerve, collapsing to the floor and bowing frantically. "Godfather, please spare me! I didn't know she belonged to you! "I truly meant to offer her to you! "I'm Quinn's boyfriend! We were about to get married!" Calvin was trying to cling to this final straw. The moment the word 'boyfriend' left his mouth, the violence in Jackson's eyes exploded. The air went suddenly cold. Then, he laughed. It was a laugh that made everyone's skin crawl. "Boyfriend? "You think you're worthy of being her boyfriend?"

Nic introduced himself to Valentine. "I'm Valentine! Nice to meet you! 7 Gold Lifes is really popular in my school and some of them cursing why you all settling down." Val said causing Nic to laughed. "So they want us not to settle down?" Nic asked Val. "They basicly want to date you guys but I told them that they're crazy to dream something like that so instead go for you guys.. they went for the popular kid at school name Joey Harris." Val said and Nic raised his eyebrows.

He also said I needed to stay in a good mood, be careful with my diet and medication, and take good care of myself. Next to the medical report were two plane tickets for a seven-day trip to Isvalia. I initially planned to tell her on Valentine's Day, so I could relax with her before the surgery. Now, that was no longer needed. Nancy rushed back with the first-aid kit and rifled through it a few times before stopping. "Where's the ointment? Did you…" She cut herself off halfway through. I caught the fleeting expression on her face—guilt mixed with a hint of unease.

22 Rosie Valentine’s Day sneaked up on me before I even realized what date it was and suddenly the café was decorated with cheap pink streamers and plastic hearts hanging from the ceiling, full of couples whispering across tables and holding hands and looking at each other like they were the only two people in the world.

Andre took Valerie to the roof of the hospital. When they reached the top, she looked around and asked, "What is it you want to show me, Andre?" He moved closer to her and said, "Close your eyes." She smiled and obeyed, closing her eyes. Suddenly, she heard a bang, followed by another and then another. She kept hearing different sounds and realized they were fireworks. "Open your eyes," Andre said. Valerie opened her eyes and turned around as Andre directed her to face the direction of the sound. As she looked up at the sky, she saw vibrant colors and, finally, the words "Will you marry me?" popped up.

To get rid of our pup and date with his assistant on Valentine's Day, my mate Marcus forced our injured pup to go rock climbing and poisoned him. When I rushed my dying pup to the hospital, I unexpectedly saw my mate accompanying his assistant for a prenatal checkup. Our terrified pup lay convulsing from the poison, but Marcus didn’t even care about him. "He's just an Omega. If he was a proper wolf, he'd heal instantly!" I clutched the $100 million Moonlight Blessing herb in my pocket. I accidentally found it in the forest this morning.

It was just money in exchange for fun, after all. The sun was already setting, but the heat of love was still raging on. There was an air of lust hanging about. Brochures and promotions for Valentine's Day were abundant, and couples filled the streets. I stopped my car, and the club's manager greeted me. "Alone today, Ms. Croyford?" "Yes. Get me someone young, hot, and down for anything." Before I got married, I would always wine and dine with my clients in this club. It was a good place.

It was February 14th and The Grand Ballroom of The Valentino Grand Hotel was decorated with red and white ribbons and balloons floating in the air. The room looked like a sea of crimson and gold, a cathedral of wealth built to honor the day. Of course! It’s Valentine’s Day… the very day Julian Valentino loathed with every fiber of his being. But to the elites of Manhattan and the hotel's stake holders,it was a night of pure romance, while to Julian, it was a reminder of a betrayal that had turned his heart into ice.

And Valentine. He was smiling broadly, teeth slightly showing. Valentine was gleefully smiling at the opportunity to repay a grudge he had nursed for over twenty years. Eugene couldn't bear to look at him anymore and drove his gaze down into his coffee cup. He felt detached from this space dominated by anger, bloodlust, competitiveness, and deep-seated grudges. Eugene swallowed the intense desire to kick away from the table and flee, along with his lukewarm coffee.