Harry Warden My Bloody Valentine Novels & Stories

Ethan’s P.O.V Valentina stared hard at the broken glasses, and she withdrew her shaky hands ignoring me as though I wasn’t there, she began to pick up her books from the floor, and one of them caught my eyes. It was a plain white book with folded edges, it seemed like a fictional book. “Valentine’s Day” was the supposed title, it was written in bold blood-red letters, I was interested in the book because this is the first time I’ve seen such a unique title.

Stupid, sexy cult leader. Is this the first step in indoctrinating victims? Stupefy them with the hunky men in this town. I won the lottery having Valentine be my mate on this road to madness. I want to ride him all the way to crazy town. “Ready, baby?” Valentine’s deep voice causes me to peek at him from the corner of my eyes. “For what? Are you going to call forth demons now to transform you into a dog?” “Wolf. No demons, though. Sorry to disappoint."

TARA Valentine marched forward with his long stride in his dark blue suit that cost thousands of Serevian Euros. His short blond hair was too clean for his unruly behavior. “I heard the rebellious daughter of yours is back!” My brother Valentine’s blue eyes locked with mine. He threw his hands in the air dramatically. “There you are. The prodigal daughter is back!” I rose to my feet. My anger boiled in my veins in an instant, so hot and volatile I could burst into flames.

This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times. So much for being a descendant of the Sun God! I was running out of time. I needed to do something. There was no escape. I couldn't outrun him. I couldn't even if I tried, because my ankle got hurt when I fell. I closed my eyes tightly. He was so close to me now. This was It! It was the end of Hazel Valentine! I braced myself for impact! I wish I never Fucking left the car and followed Zander into these stupid woods, I thought to myself.

Gareth yanked him to his feet, away from my blood. “Leave it!” he snapped. “You saw what happened to Wesley. Your life is worth more than her poison!” Valentin seemed to be processing their words. His deep gold eyes darted back and forth between the vampires and my blood bucket. He tipped his snout up to me and his eyes blew wide then jerked back to Gareth. He dipped his head low, lips snarling up in a vicious curl. “How dare you hurt my mate!” he threw down the line. His mate, I thought, drearily.

The woman with a sexy red top smiles at me before she takes a long drink from her beer. “I want you all to meet Merry. My new found friend.” Harry formally introduces me to his friends with a huge smile on his face. “Merry this is Zion Watts.” He gestured to the black haired guy with a really handsome face who has tattoos on him as he greeted me a low hello and I responded courteously. “He might look a bit aloof but he’s actually fun.” I smiled at Harry. “This is Neal Bartley.” Harry gestures to the guy with blond who was kind enough to extend his hand to me for a handshake to which I accepted. “He’s just freaking laughing all the time.”

countdown. "By Valentine’s Day," she said, looking at her reflection in a "Broken" mirror, "Ethan Hawke will find that love isn't a 'System-Stabilizer.' It’s the 'Human Error' that will finally 'Liquidate' him." The "250-chapter" war was no longer about corporate boardrooms. It had become a "Mechanical" race to the finish line of a young boy's life. The "Secret Alliance" was moving toward the "Home-Node," and the "Gilded Cage" was preparing to snap shut on the only "Absolute" truth Ethan had left.

“He wanted to marry my pumpkin, has begged a couple of times and I finally agreed. I will hate to see his effort go to waste, so I came here to help.” “Wah… what? I can’t believe this, oh my God.” Val gushed teary eyed, looking around in disbelief as everyone smiled. Their eyes on us, myself on my knees, and Val standing. And just then, Val’s eyes moved back to me, the softness in her green depths giving me hope. “Will you…will you marry me, Valerie Hernandez?” I asked again, my eyes hopeful as she moved closer to me. “Say it again,” she whispered in front of me, and I did exactly that. Loving as the words rolled off my lips.

I was lonely and scared, alone in the living room, so I hurriedly ran through the stairs to block any horrible thoughts. But as I shut the door behind me, my mind wandered to the mysterious door. My breathe became laboured as I peered my eyes towards it, I saw that my wardrop was hiding it away. I released a breath I didn't know I was holding. Before leaving the house, I had instructed the boys to put my wardrobe there to serve as a barricade from whatever creature staying there. I didn't exactly tell them that though, just the wardrobe part. I pulled off my dress and stepped into the bathroom, pulling the binds behind me. I run the shower, enjoying the flow of chilling water on my body.

"Oh, well I’m breaking up with you now. Right here, in this shitty corner. It’s over, Harold. Forever." Harold’s expression shifted from anger to a cruel, knowing smile. He stepped closer again, his chest nearly brushing mine. "He hates blondes, Val. He’ll never take you seriously. I know Horace better than anyone, and this is all just a show to get under my skin." He leaned down. "You’ll warm his bed for a few nights, and then he’ll discard you like trash. Horace has never been seen with a blonde woman. Never. You aren't special, Val. You won't be the first to change him."