Happy Valentine Drawing Novels & Stories

She thrust a slightly crumpled piece of paper toward him. Elena smiled, setting the plates on the table. “Let’s see it.” The drawing was a simple, colorful sketch: three stick figures holding hands, with a sun overhead and a small heart above. The heartwarming innocence of it contrasted sharply with the harsh reality he was living. He placed a hand over the paper gently, careful not to crumple it further. “This is beautiful.” he murmured, eyes softening as he looked up at Elena. Aria beamed. “Do you like it, daddy?”

I gently asked, "Valeria, what is this?" Valeria opened the drawing paper in her hand and showed it to me. On the drawing were two girls, one in a pink dress and one with a duck-tongue hat. As soon as I saw the painting, I knew that the two girls were Valeria and Essel. "This is a gift from Valeria to Essel." Krish explained calmly. I was a little surprised. Krish and Valeria had grown up together, but Valeria had never given Krish a gift. I didn't expect Essel to receive the painting Valeria had drawn.

Lola cleared her throat catching their attention. “Um… Master Valentine, I was thinking to take girls out at noon for some shopping. It's been months since they last went out. If you agree, we are in desperate need of fresh air.” The old lady requested and Valerie's ears instantly perked up. The morose gently left her features and a cloud of excitement hovered on her head. Watching the sudden happiness on his sister’s face, Valentine failed to say no, so he nodded. Valerie immediately squealed in excitement and threw her fist in the air. Harman jumped from his seat as well and looked at his watch.

Valentine laughs out loud heartily at that, “Nothing more than he deserves, I’m sure.” “Marvel wanted Stephanie to have a sleepover with them too” I informed him with a chortle. “Eww’ Valentine grimaces. “Eww?” I looked at him in confusion, “Why Eww? She’s gorgeous.” Even though I’m saying this, I’m smiling on the inside, knowing that Valentine has zero interest in other women. He seems to only have eyes for me. “She’s a stick figure” he says in disgust. “Um, she’s got a thin waist, but she actually has very distinct curves. I would love to have her body.”

The two walked off arm in arm, their closeness making it seem like they were the ones truly engaged. I didn't look back. I retrieved my bag from the ground, pulled out my phone, and called for a car. But as I swiped at the screen, a post in my feed caught my eye. My finger had slipped, unintentionally opening it. In the post, Lucy was seated in the passenger seat, my necklace shining around her neck. Mike's profile was unmistakable beside her. The caption read: "The one who loves me most [heart emoji]." Without thinking, I tapped the like button.

Lucia said, her face was red in embarrassment, "You shouldn't peep in others' phones without their permission. What did you saw?" Valentine looked away, " I saw nothing, he was really alone." His words only embarrassed her further. He pressed her thighs. Valentine looked back to see Lucia embarrassed, her face was red. He approached her and held a strand of her hair from her straight blonde hair. His face approaching closer to her face, her expression softened.

Right as he was caught up in his thoughts, Kelvin felt a little tug at his sleeve and quickly turn toward the children's safety beside him. Aiden had lifted his drawing board and turned towards Kelvin excitedly. On the blank, white canvas, he drew a man and a woman holding the hands of a young child between them. The skies were blue, the grass was green and the sun was golden yellow in color in the drawing; it was a beautiful sight to be held. When Kelvin saw this, he was stunned by what he had drawn. “Aiden! Do you want to have a mommy?

Obsessive. Valentina. Always Valentina. The same eyes. The same shy smile. The same face. Hundreds of sketches. Hundreds. Some realistic. Some abstract. Some unfinished. All her.

*** Mike Pov *** " Happy Valentine's Day, my heart. Thank you for being the best human after my mom and my granny. You loved me and still love me with so much passion that sticks with genuineness. I want you to know that, I love you so much, Angel and that's because I can't explain why. Would you be my Val?"

Not only Addy because she also felt a very painful heartbreak. After fifteen minutes of hugging each other, Addy took off his embrace on Valerie's body. He smiled heartily and then pulled the Omega's hand before him to follow him towards the small wooden cupboard located in the corner of the room. Addy pulled one of the top drawers, smiling as he found what he was looking for. “Accept this,” he said, handing over a purple box with lavender flowers carved. “What is this?” Valerie's forehead constricted incomprehensibly. However, her hand received Addy's gift box.