Harry Potter Valentine's Day Gift Novels & Stories

And when I looked back at the girl to thank her, she was gone too. Weird. I frowned I looked down at the box. The tag said nothing but my name, scrawled in that familiar neat handwriting that always came from my secret admirer. Inside were a few things that make me blush; chocolates, a tiny bottle of perfume, a lavender candle. Girlish. Thoughtful. All my favorites. And confusing as hell. Of course, that was the exact moment Valerie decided to appear. “Well, isn’t this adorable,” she said while strutting toward me, heels clicking, lip gloss shimmering, eyeing the box in my hands. “Who’s the generous soul? Someone blind? Someone who can’t see how fucking ugly you are?”

using my rune designs. In the center of the room, surrounded by every trophy Layla had ever won—trophies that should have been mine—there was a glass display case. Inside was a single item. A withered black rose. It was the first Valentine's gift I had ever given him, five years ago. He had promised to preserve it with magic, to "treasure it for a lifetime." So this was his "treasured" memory—left here to rot. I walked deeper into the room and found a smaller, rune-sealed safe.

He introduced himself, "I'm Ronald Weeks, lady. Twenty-three years old, and I've just graduated from college. Oh, here's a gift for you." He took out a pot of mint, apparently from out of nowhere. The smell sobered me up, and I was half-amused. "It is Valentine's Day today. And you gave me this?" "Yes. I bought this for you," said Ronald earnestly. "Why?" "You're a beautiful woman, and yet you still came to this place on Valentine's Day. I'm sure you know that this place can give you something better than a relationship." No arguments against that. I grabbed Ronald's hand and asked him to drink with me. When I sobered up once more, it was already the next day. I found myself in an unfamiliar

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

"There's some - thing on my - my leg'. She stuttered. I flash the light on her legs and notice a tiny green snake wrapping itself around her leg. I quickly pick up a stick and fling it away. I pulled her in for a hug. Inhaling her sweet rosy scent that somehow, made me relaxed too. She intertwined our arms together as we enter the house and freshen up. We deserve to rest!

Kael Blackclaw, the Rogue King, disguised himself as a delivery man to assassinate my mate, the Alpha of the Moonbane pack, Lucas Wolfgang. However, it was Valentine's Day that day, and Lucas was busy celebrating a romantic evening with his lover and childhood friend elsewhere. When Kael realized that he had failed in his assassination, he took my daughter, Tina Wolfgang, as hostage and forced me to drink the deadly wolfsbane potion. I tried my best to distract him with lighthearted chatting while sending Lucas an SOS signal through our mind link.

She had high expectations from him since he always showered her with loads of love and affection. Haven sang along with the song which was playing from her phone. She was having her morning coffee while sitting in the patio. The oven dinged, making her aware that the chocolate chips muffins were done. She baked it, especially for James. She reached the oven, and the aroma of the muffins filled her kitchen. She felt satisfied with her baking skills. The muffins were baked with perfection. She immediately shifted them into the container and packed the bag with a few more little gifts she had brought for her boyfriend.

I pulled out two books and laughed once I saw the first book's cover: Harry Potter for Dummies. "Make sure you read that first before you read the Sorcerer's Stone," added Mey with a grin. "Okay!" Autumn walked towards the door and put her hand on the handle. "One more present." She winked and swung the door open, revealing Colton in a tuxedo, complete with the silver tie. "What are you doing here?" I tried not to sound defensive but I could hear the coldness in my voice. He flinched but kept the smile on his face as he approached me. "Celebrating your birthday, of course."

Followed behind him stacks of unopened gifts carried in by he's men, each wrapped in silk smooth paper with a bow tied around. This was attention seeking Akarui could register. He's father was by far the happiest in that room if anything, he was fuming with rage. And Akarui knew he wasn't going to have it the easy way.

The little girl pushed Harry away and said softly, "Harry, why are you here?" Harry happily said: "Because I promised Olivia I would definitely go to the same school as you! Olivia, did you know, we were placed in the same class!" Harry took Olivia's hand and pulled her aside, then he took off his book bag, took a rose from it, and gave it to Olivia. “Olivia, this is the flower I picked in my garden, for you. Olivia enjoys admitting the flower, smiling as fresh as the full moon, “Thank you, Harry, I love it! Harry did not know that roses symbolize love, but felt that the flower was very beautiful, so he wanted to give it to Olivia.