Faye Valentine Art Novels & Stories

I would apologize to her in person. I would get on my knees and beg her to forgive me. I would give her everything that was Rebecca's. The night before the auction, I walked into Valerie's studio. The faint scent of turpentine and her gardenia perfume still hung in the air. It was so light, but it was suffocating me. I traced my fingers over an unfinished sketch on her easel. It was a self-portrait. Her in a white dress, smiling by a window. The sunlight on her face was so soft, so beautiful.

an unconscious fidget Selena used to do whenever she was nervous. “Spain has always believed art is the soul of memory,” Valerie said softly, pausing before a gilded portrait. Her voice was clear, melodic, threaded with an accent she had picked up in Spain, yet there were moments where everything sounded familiar. “Every painting carries a story, even if the people in them are long forgotten.” Her words sliced through him like glass. “Do you believe that?” Damien asked, stepping closer. Valerie hesitated, her eyes flickering up to his. “Yes. But stories are… fragile. Sometimes it’s kinder to let them remain untold.”

Focusing on the bench presses and ignoring her as well; I sensed Valentine come into the gym so hopefully, she'll be able to get this girl to leave me alone. "Your so strong.", the girl states. "He has a mate. So why don't you go flirt with someone else.", Valentine states as she glares at her. "Are you his mate? Because I thought our alpha is your mate?", she asks smugly. "Oh, she is but I'm his mate and I rip females heads off when they flirt with my mate.", I hear Faye say surprising calmly. "I'll fight you! As beta of this pack and the mate of him.", she yells.

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

They gave guilty smiles. Gyai returned with a plate. The girls watched her as she handed it to Valentine. "Well at least my sausage is bigger" Valentine grinned and the girls threw accusing glances at Gyai. "Sorry, I saved the best for last" She smiled. The girls talked more as they ate. Valentine narrated her day with Eric and they cooed at intervals. "So what did you finally paint?" Maya asked. "Oh, I painted Eric. I made sure his clothes were proof of it" Valentine said proudly and they laughed.

" Lucas saw that Tina was still wearing her stained pajamas and flew into a terrible rage. "All I did was spend Valentine's Day with Mia! How could you be so selfish? You're my mate! You should be more generous and forgiving instead of being so petty and jealous like this!" I saw that Lucas was finally about to enter the bedroom. I got anxious again. Was he finally going to see my body now?

The atmosphere was really awkward for her alone, when other ladies had their boyfriend, or finance with them all enjoying a blissful afternoon and here she was waiting for her boyfriend's arrival. She wore a long white shirt, with tight red jeans that brought out her shape really well. At the back of her shirt, a red big heart shape was drawn with a word boldly screaming Valentine's day underneath it. Her long blonde almost white hair was packed neatly in a ponytail style. Valerie was a young lady gifted with round small lips, pointed nose which fitted her face well, long eyelashes which didn't need the artificial one again, and lovely deep blue eyes that fitted her round small face properly

“Damn, I thought she had some nice tits, but those things are fucking huge.” “Are you going to leave the door open?” Damien asked, smirking at her. “I mean, earlier you were so worried about people seeing you naked out there, and now, you’re standing there with the door wide open and your naked body on display.” Valerie jumped, spinning quickly, and closing the door behind her. Her nerves rattled as she stood there, wanting desperately to cover her body, but knowing Damien would only make her drop her arms, anyway.

She felt frustrated and sneered as she whispered, “Don’t go crying once I steal Joshua from you.” “I wish you success,” Rain said coolly. Joshua did not love her or this woman, who could not even maintain her composure the moment they met. The only person he loved was Lily. However, Faye was Lily’s sister, so she could receive Joshua’s utmost attention. Rain stayed with Joshua to handle the case of the hidden cameras. They only went back after they found Faye a new hotel. While they were in the car, Joshua remembered something and turned to Rain. “Honey, Faye’s going to organize an art exhibition in two days. Could you go support her?”

It's difficult to read him "Be careful with the bag, please". I blurted when I saw him carry it like he has a problem with it. "Can you be kind enough to help me out, I am trying here!". He fired back at me. I rolled my eyes and hesitated for a while before dragging myself to get the rest of our stuff. I am a 23 years old woman but I still act like a teenager, sometimes; overly dramatic especially when things don't go my way. Xanvier, on the other hand is 24. A top-notch interior designer with many awards.