Gay Valentines Day Cards Novels & Stories

22 Rosie Valentine’s Day sneaked up on me before I even realized what date it was and suddenly the café was decorated with cheap pink streamers and plastic hearts hanging from the ceiling, full of couples whispering across tables and holding hands and looking at each other like they were the only two people in the world.

Slowly, an unfamiliar feeling began to dawn on her—an understanding that this wasn't just friendship, but something more profound. One night, while counting the days since Jay had last been at the university, her eyes fell upon a specific date—February 14th. It struck her suddenly—it was Valentine's Day, the day Jay had given her the rose. A surge of electricity seemed to course through her heart as she finally grasped what Jay had been trying to convey to her that day till midnight.

Gavin smirked, raising an eyebrow, holding out a bouquet of roses. "... " Phoebe looked at the large bouquet of red roses in his hands, blushing as she hurriedly tried to decline. She hadn't expected Gavin to be serious. "I can't accept this." It was her first time receiving roses, and though she felt a little excited, she didn't feel moved; she simply couldn't accept them. Suddenly, Gavin took her soft hand. Phoebe froze, trying to pull it back, but he placed the large bouquet in her hand, closing her fingers around it. He smiled, his eyes filled with mystery. "Today's Valentine's Day."

“I like you like this.” He glances down at me, something warm flickering in his eyes. “Like what?” “Happy.” His expression softens, just slightly. Achilles groans. “Oh, for fuck’s sake. Not this again. You two, with your soft moments—it’s disgusting.” I smirk. “Jealous?” He scoffs. “Of him? Never. But if you two start making heart eyes at each other while I’m winning this game, I will vomit.” Valentine rolls his eyes and turns back to his cards. “Fine. Let’s play.”

he said with a wink, his eyes twinkling with amusement. I gasped, trying to hand it back. "Ares, I can’t take this. It’s too much." He just chuckled, pushing my hand away gently. "Nonsense, Valerie. You deserve to treat yourself. Have fun today." With that, he turned and walked out the door, leaving me to stare at the sleek black card nestled in my purse.

Because who on earth would attach such a cheesy card as: "Roses are red, violets are blue, No one deserves your love but me, it's true. A goddess like you deserves the world, So here’s a start—these roses, as beautiful as you." Forever yours, Giovanni. I stared at the card, torn between cringing and laughing out loud. "Who even writes this garbage?" I muttered to myself. Giovanni was a clown, and this was his circus. Grace appeared in the doorway, her ever-calm expression tinged with curiosity. "More roses from Mr. Overzealous?"

It's a valentines day card. The memories of my twelveth standard flooded my mind. Now I remember everything very clearly. I am such an idiot. I opened the card and ran my fingers over the block letters saying 'Forever in love, Your Priya' below the printed love proposal message. She was studying tenth standard when she gave this card to me. When I told that I wasn't interested in love as I have many dreams to achieve and I tried to convince her that what she was feeling was just infatuation.

Exact same style. My hands were shaking when I opened the envelope and pulled out the card inside. My breath caught in my throat as I recognized the paper material used, the fonts on the front and the elegant style of the card. I admired the card company for getting the last minute modifications I asked them. There were flowers and hearts embossed around the card. At the center, the letters B and G were engraved in the font of my choice, Vivaldi. Bryan and Geena Bound by love forever…

The exact millisecond my eyes skim the markings on the paper, the expression dominating my face freezes into absolute solid ice. "Whoa! The colors are so completely beautiful! My brain knew it represented a special gift for my station and Hayden! This super pretty card with the girl drawings must belong to my ledger!" Layla screams, tearing the paper straight out of my numb fingers. The card material displays a bright drawing of a little wolf girl standing right next to a giant frosted birthday cake. The second card features a little boy wolf standing beside a similar cake asset. Although absolute zero written text blocks are stamped onto the material, the pictures communicate a thousand wor

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.