Descendants Valentines 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, it’s you.” “Happy birthday,” Valentine greeted sheepishly. Her heart pounded drastically as this was her only and last chance. “What are you doing here?” “Well…” she dozed off, trying to find proper words she could use to talk with her, “we need to sort this out.” Valentine watched Helen as she plopped herself down on the bean bag chair, her leg crossed over the other. “Sort what out, exactly?” She immediately concluded that William obviously inherited the ‘exactly’ word from his mother. Despite of the big differences they have with each other, they still have similarities. Which, of course, was quite natural for they are blood-related.

I chuckle sadly. "Then p-please-… Please, don't hurt me," little Valerie begs. "I won't because you're going to meet a charismatic vampire and call him Charming. He's going to be your saviour, your brother. He's going to put you on a sugar rush, and you'll pretend you hate it, but deep down, you love it. You're going to see Eldora. The beauty behind the chaos. There's going to be a witch. She's going to take care of you and share her wisdom, heal your wounds."

“I am not complaining about taking care of you and the kids, and about the education part, if you want to go back to school, I'll gladly do that and even open up a mall for you.” “No, Ares—” “We have come a long way, Val, we shouldn't argue about things like this, I'm not only an uncle to the kids but also a godfather, so permit me.” Valerie looked at Ares with profound appreciation as she squeezed his hands gently and gave him a smile and they returned to gazing at the city space. The echoes of the twins' first birthday celebration lingered in the air, a testament to the transformative power of love and resilience. As the night embraced the city, Ares and Valerie, surrounded by the warmth o

Valencia smiled and gently placed Finian on his feet before making her way toward them to greet them. Valencia paused in her tracks when she saw Hazel and Quist step into the mansion. Her eyes lit up, and she hurried toward them. She hugged them and kissed their cheeks. “Mom and Dad, you made it.” Hazel and Quist smiled. “Of course, we can’t miss your beautiful anniversary.” “Grandma! Grandpa! Uncle! Aunt!” The quadruplets eagerly ran toward them and began to greet them cheerfully. Suddenly, Finian’s eyes lit up, and a mischievous glint flickered past his eyes when they landed on Daisy, his playmate. Immediately, Finian sneaked next to her without attracting attention and extended his hand t

I had to call the restaurant a month in advance to reserve a private table for two. “I know, my darling.” I tried to explain it to her. “But Valentine’s is a day for love. And we’ve spent all day with you and Asher. We went to brunch and made our own candies to celebrate. Now it’s mummy and daddy’s turn to celebrate just us.” “Come to grandpa, princess. Let your mummy and daddy go have their fun. We will have fun without them.” My father scoffed, taking Jade from me. Jade giggled with delight as he put her on his shoulders.

Harman nodded at him and left towards giant doors granting them privacy. Crystal was still standing over third last stair and it made her slightly taller from Valentine. Taking a deep breath, Valentine pulled out a small velvet box from his pocket and held it in front of her. "This belongs to my mother. It's a sort of family heirloom that the groom gives his bride before getting engaged. I don't know about a lifetime, but for this moment if we are going out to face the world, their eyes will linger on our joined hands in question and when they will look at you like some other woman, I want them to know that we share something sacred. Whatever is this, we are in this together. I want them to

She hugs him to her body, whispering in his ear, "Giving mommy your virginity baby . . . that has to be the best Valentine's gift ever. I love you so much." The old grandfather clock downstairs starts to chime. Its midnight and Saint Valentine's Day may be over, but their new life is just beginning.

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…"