Day After Valentine Novels & Stories

he couldn't even get what was going on and looked around in surprise "Did something happen?? Is it my birthday???" He asked in confusion and they giggled, " it's valentine's day and you're the most handsome in the company so...." They muttered and he smiled, they were obviously new interns to be bold enough to give him flowers without talking behind his back "Ohhh that cool, how about we hang out this weekend as I'm working overtime today, thanks for the flowers anyways" he stated and they giggled like high school kids who had been given their favorite candy

I kick off my shoes and collapse onto the bed, sighing deeply. The door creaks open not so long after. I glance up. “Shouldn’t you be out? Nighttime is your daytime.” Valentine leans against the doorframe, watching me with those unreadable eyes. “I have no daytime without you.” My breath catches. He steps inside, closing the door behind him. “Move over.” I roll onto my side, and he slides in beside me, his presence solid and grounding. His fingers brush against my skin, slow and deliberate.

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.

On Valentine’s Day, Ethan Scott had a last-minute social engagement and left me home alone. Late at night, I received a message from him, telling me to meet him at a bar. Thinking he had finally remembered me, I rushed out the door, eager to see him. But when I came to the door of the private lounge, the scene before me froze me in place. Taylor Winston straddled Ethan’s lap, her silk camisole slipping from her shoulders, the straps barely clinging to her elbows.

This isn't going to work. "Fuck," I mumble. I glance at my phone. Quinn has sent me an update. It's a picture of my girl doing a flower arrangement. She's holding a red rose to her nose and smelling it, reminding me today is Valentine's Day. I didn't even know. I've never paid attention to the holiday before.

"You are my Valentine... I love you." "This is our first Valentine. I'll give you something special," Ray said, then kissed Elena's hand. "No need to give anything, I just want you," Elena said with relief, imagining maybe Ray had prepared a very nice surprise for her, a valentine's day surprise. "How did you know that Today is Valentine's day? did you see people posting about valentines?" Ray asked. “Eh…” Elena focused back on her phone. "I realized that today is Valentine's Day because I saw Sarah's post."

To end two years of long distance, I quit my job behind my boyfriend's back on Valentine's Day and moved to his city. The candlelit dinner he'd promised to welcome me turned into him leaving halfway through when his boss Diana called, asking him to entertain a client over drinks. I told myself it was just the way corporate life worked. We made plans to see an exhibition that weekend. We'd barely reached the entrance when another call pulled him away to fix an urgent proposal for Diana. I told myself he was just ambitious. We'd planned an island getaway to celebrate my birthday. The night before we were supposed to leave, he called. His voice was tinged with guilt. "Diana says this business t

The calendar showed that the day after tomorrow was Valentine's Day. Would she really come see me on such an important day? She was probably just brushing me off.

ANYA Valentine’s Day; The day of lovers, the day I had been waiting for with my heart in my throat and dreams in my eyes. Today was going to be my day. My perfect day. I rushed into the bar, my heart pounding in anticipation. The sight of Cross made my breath catch, as it always did. He was sitting there, looking effortlessly perfect. His hair was slightly messy, his smile casually charming, and his presence magnetic. I had loved him since high school, and even now, in college, that love hadn’t faded. If anything, it had only grown stronger.

"Today she helped me alot, Davina. Right now I'm happy then the reason is she. She is not at all bad, she is very good and cute" "Enough is enough" she screams suddenly. "Davina" "Shutup just cut your crap damnit" She was furious in anger. "What happened?" "Are you fucking kidding? You even know what you're doing, Paul Today you have crossed all limits. Do you really love me?" "Don't do this nonsense again, Davina. you also know how much I love you " "Then why are you doing this to me damnit. Today is valentine's day and you didn't even wish me Instead you are praising another girl in front of me" she yelled top of her lungs.