Funny Valentine Back Scar Novels & Stories

Sarah sniffled dramatically in the background, still playing victim. I met Marcus's eyes defiantly, letting him see my contempt. "Never!" I walked out, slamming the door hard enough to crack the frame. Marcus shouted after me: "Don't come crawling back! And don't touch a penny of pack money!" "Your precious pure-blood heir will starve without my support!" I ignored his ranting and rushed Noah to the Moon Valley Pack Hospital. My baby whimpered against my chest, each tiny sound of pain fueling my rage. His burns were severe - angry red blisters covered his face, neck and arms. The skin was already starting to peel in places.

Disgust flickered across his face. “You’re punishing her because you can’t accept the truth,” he said coldly. “Oh… can’t we just drop all this and talk about something much better, baby?…Like us. Let’s live in the moment, you know.” Scarlett curled a finger in her hair with a childish pout. “Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day baby, and you haven't gotten me anything yet. Or even planning to. I’m so sad that I could cry and… I'm also mad at you.”

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…"

This is Geology for god’s sake and not a fucking pickup line class or dumb forums for dumb boys. Valentine is a clear shot joke! In the end, I have to answer all five of the questions on my own, to the best of my ability with my independent brain, and my own stock knowledge and my trembling hand and my own damn sleepy eyes. Valentine was just there sitting right in front of me playing something on his phone. He’s so insensitive and rude and handsome, and above all of that, he was a dull, stupid fatuous person.

Who- Valerie's eyes widened as she remembered the woman who stood in front of her, flexing her tan skin, "Scarlett?" "Took you long enough," Scar replied mockingly, Valerie looked behind her to see the woman that she had been kissing, and she could honestly not believe her eyes. Talking about betrayal, this was the scandal of the year. "You are dating your dead husband's mother?" Valerie scowled unbelievably. Shamefully, Scarlett chuckled and nodded her head, motioning for Alan's mom, with her index finger to come. Valerie turned around once more to have a look at her. There was Henrietta Carson, striding towards her, wearing a bikini that showed the many stretch marks and flaps on her thigh

Between laughs, the shadow spoke. "Good morning, cat." His face came into view and I screamed in terror. It was Valentine's face, but it was distorted with blood and burns. It ran down his face in fountains of red and stuck to the burns like glue. Blisters filled with puss started to emerge from underneath the blood. The blisters started popping, sending blood and puss flying my way.

A few minutes into the licks, my phone chimed as I checked to see who it was. Only to find out, It was a message from Dante, curiously wore on me as I proceeded to open the text message in full. "Hope you loved your gifts, I am sorry I hurt you, Valerie," it said. With a sneer, I turned off the screen brightness of my phone as I grunted, "Foolish man, he thinks money can buy me, Valerie Skye, He doesn't know who he is messing with, but gifts, seriously Dante, is that what you were supposed to know? You know what when you learn to do the right thing, then you can speak to me,"

After giving her a hickey, he dipped his face in the crook of her back and breathed heavily, "Calm me down!!" Valentina didn't need to be told twice as she threaded her hands in his hair and massaged his nape. Xavier let out a moan of appreciation which made Valentina blush red. After a while Xavier fell asleep in that position but something caught Valentina's eyes. She saw a deep cut on Xavier's shoulder. How come she didn't notice it? And it looked like the cut was being hidden by concealer or some makeup products. She tried touching the cut but Xavier turned to the other side and took her in his arms burying her face into his chest.

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.

Valentine said, gently pressing his already bulging lower body against Eugene. Eugene carefully touched Valentine's earlobe visible through his flowing blonde hair. The wound grazed by a bullet had almost healed, but it seemed the scar would remain for life. Did it hurt, or did it feel good? Valentine's eyes narrowed a little more. He seemed to be enjoying Eugene's touch, allowing it while staring silently.