Descendants Valentines Novels & Stories

She hesitated, then continued, "I'm glad you understand. Don't worry, Eugene and I have agreed to do this through IVF. We would never betray you. "But before that, I need to divorce you and marry Eugene, so the baby can carry Dyer as its surname decently. That's the only way to ensure his family's legacy." Valerie's eyes never left my face, watching for any sign of resistance. Surprisingly, I did not flinch at the mention of divorce. "Of course. I'll have the divorce papers drawn up, but it'll take more days to finish the divorce completely. Given Mrs. Dyer's condition, you and Eugene should start making preparations today."

The soft glow of the bar's ambient lighting highlighted the gleam of their jewelry and the sheen of their perfectly applied makeup. "Cheers, guys! I love you, everyone! Ella said. She and her advertising department colleagues clinked their cold beers together, shouting "Cheers!" They were at an exclusive bar for a company dinner. Her friends teased her to blow out the candles, as today was a big day for her. Ella, an executive assistant, had achieved this promotion after three years of hard work and perseverance. Competition was fierce in their company. You had to be one of the best to be considered for a promotion.

The one Levi had been giving directions. “Her name’s Cherry Mantle,” Valerie said. “She’s the third daughter of Alpha Chester, alpha of Bloodhowl park. They’re our allies from the north. She’s his fifth and last child…also his favorite.” I turned my attention back to Valerie. “What is she doing here?” “Transferring.” “Why doesn’t she just stay with dear daddy?” I asked, my voice full of spite. “There’s a rumor that Alpha Cillian and Alpha Chester are trying to solidify their union. It’s much stronger when you’re family.” Valerie explained.

The kind where you breathe in sync with someone and forget the world spins without your say-so. “So…” I murmured, breaking it gently, “does it feel real yet?” He didn’t answer right away. Just dragged his fingers down my arm, drawing invisible lines. “No,” he finally whispered. “It feels… strange. Like I left the battlefield mid-war.” “You didn’t,” I said. “You just passed the sword.” “Yeah,” he chuckled dryly, “to your brother. Who sharpens it while smiling.” “That’s how we Valentines show affection.” “Explains a lot,” he said under his breath, kissing the curve of my neck. “Caisen’s already issued three new directives and claimed the underground ports. He’s more efficient than I ever was.”

“I should probably introduce myself properly. I’m Valeria Castillo. Vicente’s daughter. Killian’s cousin.” “I remember,” I said quietly. She smiled slightly. “I’m not like the rest of them. I don’t think you’re some scheming spy sent to destroy the pack.” “Thank you,” I said, surprised by the warmth in her voice. “Don’t thank me yet,” Valeria said with a wry smile. “I’m just honest. And honestly? You’ve got guts. Running away from your mating ceremony, standing up to Killian’s father, surviving poison. Most people would have crumbled by now.”

TARA Valentine marched forward with his long stride in his dark blue suit that cost thousands of Serevian Euros. His short blond hair was too clean for his unruly behavior. “I heard the rebellious daughter of yours is back!” My brother Valentine’s blue eyes locked with mine. He threw his hands in the air dramatically. “There you are. The prodigal daughter is back!” I rose to my feet. My anger boiled in my veins in an instant, so hot and volatile I could burst into flames.

It wasn't until after Val was home that night, after he'd eaten leftover pizza and watched a movie on a cable science fiction channel that he booted up his home system and started scrolling through his emails again. There it was. Damn it. "Forwarded by: Compu-Cupid To: Valentine Holiday

Vampires, on the other hand, don't have human-like holidays, which makes Phoebe Robert jealous, but Phoebe remembers what her mother used to say: “Inside you have half-human blood inherited from me, you can still choose to be a human if you want to, if you are a human, then my dear Phoebe will also enjoy all the favors of society. this association.” According to the theory, it is true that she has half-human blood inside, so this Valentine's Day is also for her. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't conceal herself as a Vampire. Phoebe carefully put the Chocolate box in her pocket, she wanted to give this gift box to one person. She couldn't sleep all night because she was looking f

The moonlight seemed to dance with them, a celestial partner in their celebration. In a secluded corner of the garden, their descendants gathered to share stories and reflect on the legacy of their illustrious forebears. The necklace that Roberick had given to Cynthia, now a cherished heirloom, passed through the generations as a symbol of enduring commitment and the values they held dear.

Knowing that my blood courses through her veins don’t make me love her more than I did before I found out. She has had all my love from the get-go, and I have loved her fiercely as if she were my own. Savannah is the only heir to the Valentino empire but first, I need to pick out all the weeds before I allow her to take over. I move my shirt's collar to the side by hooking my index finger through it. I feel like I'm suffocating. I hate attending these formal fundraiser galas. Mixing and mingling with people is not my forté.