Dragon Ball Valentine Novels & Stories

I smiled as I clasped the necklace around my neck. He stood across from me, grinning like an idiot. This Valentine’s Day may have started off as a complete disaster, but the ending wasn’t that bad at all.

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.

In my right hand, a very expensive bottle of champagne, his favourite as well, which, I chuckled to myself, left me a little broke. I walked down the hallway of Montague tech, and then pressed the elevator button that would take me to the floor of my boyfriend's office. Today was Valentine's Day and I was going to propose to my boyfriend of three years. I know he was the one that was traditionally meant to propose to me, but he was pretty indecisive, and we had soulmate energy. Why wait any longer when we could tie the knot now? And knowing him, he'd be appreciative that I actually put my foot first, he'd say yes. We were too good together. I could feel it in my bones.

I channeled the volatile core of dragon energy directly into my palm, letting a dense, swirling mass of dark crimson and black flames manifest across my skin. With a sharp, sweeping motion of my arm, I unleashed a massive wave of raw fire straight toward the grand entrance. ​The roaring inferno slammed into the reinforced ironwood doors with the force of a collapsing mountain. ​There was a deafening roar as the flames devoured the thick wood instantly, superheating the metal plating until it melted into glowing liquid slag.

I close my eyes, hoping to sleep away Valentine's Day. -Later... around lunchtime…- I roll over and feel something poking at my stomach. I reach down and pull out two other cards. I am nearly ready to chuck them in the waste bin when I notice one is from San Francisco. Talu. I open the envelope and find a kid's valentine, the kind that’s smaller than an index card, and it's got a goofy-looking dog on it. On the back it says: What would you get if you crossed a dog with a valentine's card? A card that says, "I love you drool-ly!"

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.

Chanu’s lust-filled mien looked up at her to let her know they have been waiting and longing for this moment to take place. “Kiss me, Chanu baby,” Val gently pulled him up to levels his lips with hers, to which he happily obliged. When the two were in her embrace, Val kissed them from Khanu to Chanu. “Do you still remember your question for me during your birthday?” she breathily asked with both their foreheads on the sides of her head. Her arms were wound around their neck as her palms were cupping their head to abut hers. “Will you be our girl?” the twin’s head moved back a little to see her face.

"He told me he had something special planned. I guess this was it, damn it." "Valentine's Day?" Max parroted. "Yeah, you know. Big day for lovers? Hearts and flowers? Candy? Wine? Maybe jewelry? Big romantic dinner? The works?" "Valentine's Day," Max said again, taking another swallow of beer. "You say that like it's a foreign concept," she snarked. "It happens every February fourteenth. Surely you've heard of it before. Sent flowers to your gaggle of females. Oh, wait. You probably have so many, you order an assistant do it. Someone at the team complex."

I confessed. "So, I'm guessing you're watching Game of Thrones." "Valar Morghulis," I tried to mimic the voice of the man who said the quote in the series—trying to be as manly and dramatic as possible. Valentine raised his head and looked at me. "Valar Dohaeris," Valentine replied, and we both smiled at each other. Our eyes met and stared at each other for a few seconds. Valentine held my face and slowly, just as I wanted it to be, he was about to kiss me, and I'm just waiting for that lips to come close and devour mine, but my phone suddenly ended what was about to happen.

“We have the whole night for you to eat as much of me as you want, but let’s go get some real food in us first, okay? The birthday boy is hungry!” “Fine…” Scott relented in good humor, finished getting dressed, then helped Rayan get his hair styled. Tonight’s meal was indeed supposed to be slightly more special, not only for it being Valentine’s Day. When they were almost ready, there was a knock on the door. A staff member was there to lead them down to dinner.