Funny Valentine Back Scar Novels & Stories

Balls deep in some laughing woman with long legs and fake nails digging into his back. “What. The. FUCK?!” They both turned at once. The woman screamed, grabbing the sheet. Valentino grinned like a lunatic. “Ah, fratello! You’re back early.” Naked. Smiling. Between a stranger’s legs. "Vit!" he laughed. "Didn’t know you were back! Want to join?" My fists clenched. And all I saw was red.

"What you're saying is right," "Great!” Valerie chirped. “Why don't you try to exercise some patience, then? After all, one can do anything for their loved ones," Sophia smiled. "By the way -" Valerie pointed at Sophia's shoulder."-you have a nice tattoo over there. It’s nice," Shyly, Sophia blushed. “Chase said the same," ~~~ The moment Valerie placed her hand on the door knob of her room, a rough hand was placed on her mouth, and her eyes widened in shock.

I was shaking all over with anger, gripping my phone so tightly it felt like it might crack in my hand. The post was still gaining traction, and the comment section was filled with filth—vile, disgusting words that were hard to even read. "Girls these days really know how to play. Valentine’s Day with no protection, just chasing thrills." "She looks so innocent. Didn’t expect her to be this wild, roleplaying the whole ‘sister-brother’ thing."

Val moaned in relaxation, god she really needed this massage. “Let me enjoy your massage. I will tell later” said Val closing her eyes. After ten minutes Val opened her eyes and held Jack’s face and kissed his forehead whispering “Happy Birthday Mr. Kelley” Jack smiled resting his forehead on hers “I am happy baby, Thanks for coming into my life, thanks for being my girlfriend, my wife and my everything and thanks for my birthday gift, this is the best gift I ever received” said Jack smirking and Val bit his nose hard.

Valerie shrieked from behind, causing my eyes to shift to her. I released Scarlett and turned around, facing the shards of pieces scrambled all around, and then at Valerie who was crouching on the floor. Blood was pooling around her feet, flowing from her back, her chest, and her thighs. How did it happen? My heart skipped a beat. I clenched my hands into fists. I turned back around to look at Scarlett. My gaze dropped to her wrist instantly, where a few black-inked marks appeared. I stepped closer to her to inspect what it was but she was slumping to the ground before I could do that.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA POV "Get lost. " I growled, glancing at Valentina again. "So pretty," I murmured. Valentina shrugged it off and turned to mom, who handed her a box. It was larger than everyone else's and nicely wrapped with a bow. "Oh. . . a teddy bear. " Valentina took out a fluffy white bear with a black ribbon around its neck.

This would be the very first time that I’ll be giving Lucifer a love letter and I just hope he’ll love it. I drew a cartoon of a boy frowning with a girl smiling beside him holding each other’s hands then I wrote a ‘Happy Valentine’s Day, Love!’ in the middle of the card’s front page. I put some heart stickers and ribbons on each side then some glitters inside after I wrote my message to him. It was simple yet cute for me. I'll give it to him tomorrow with the chocolate that I'll be making.

Before the scolding comes to an end the atypically peaceful day, I step forward and hold out the bouquet towards him. “For you!” I say hurriedly, and he looks at me in disbelief at my lame attempt to escape a scolding. Valentin holds the flowers in one hand and picks up a bloody card with the other. He opens it and reads the contents, and I freeze, because I wonder who it's from and I'm scared of what's written there. “I love you and I won't let you run away from the feeling out of fear” Valentin reads the sentence out loud, on purpose, attracting the attention of the curious. “I didn't know that what you felt for me was love, miss.”

Marina chipped in casually. Valentine scoffed and glanced back at Ryan, then she noticed the wrapped scarf around his left hand. "What happened to you?" "That's my scarf. Are you okay now, boss? Do you still bleed? I think you should go get a first aid treatment." Marina mumbled, walking towards Ryan. She took his hand and started loosening up the scarf. Ryan only stared and for a moment, he decided it was best Valentine got suspicious. He wanted her to feel what he felt when he caught her in bed with the jerk. "That's true. I need to get it treated so it doesn't get infected."

he teased, laughing. Valentine smiled quietly from the floor, where she was flipping through some bridal magazines. Neat and efficient she was; her hair was tied back without undue fuss, and her cheeks were blessed with the unmistakable, dyed early-pregnancy hue of cravings. "Tell me about it my love. I swear, finding the right shade for flowers is going to be more difficult than anything I've ever done, Arnulfo." Arnulfo slumped forward, his elbows lying on his knees. "We could always elope you know," he teased, the glint in his dark eyes all too tempting. "Fly somewhere private, just us. No stress, no seating charts, no arguments over what dessert to serve."