Novel & Cerita Heavy Metal Valentine

Val even showed her fangs playfully, which made everyone laugh. “You’re disgusting!” Damona and Demonise both said with a grimace. Laughter echoed throughout the entire venue as my sisters started bickering playfully. “Your sisters are so lively,” Azrael said with a smile. I hummed with a smile on my lips. I overheard Val still making Drelix call her Valkyrie. I know why Val acted like this. It’s because she’s pregnant, but the bump isn’t visible yet. Damona and Helix proceed with their vows.

"It's okay, it's not your fault. I'll just be happy when you finally get to be here with me." "Yeah?" "Yes." "Me too." Two weeks later and I got a knock on my front door. I was on the phone with Liam again, getting ready for work. It was Valentine's Day which was a themed day at the club. We could dress as Cupid and everything was going to be pink and red. It was the one of my favorites because for some reason, men loved us wearing feminine colors. I'm also sure that Kade pumped up the pheromones through the air vents.

The Veil convulsed like a living thing in pain. The false mother lunged— But a wall of silver flame exploded between us, throwing her back. An earth-shattering cry escaped her. Light poured in, heat followed. A growl— so deep, so ancient, so filled with wrath and— love, rumbled through the realm like the heartbeat of a God. Silver claws tore the shadows apart. And then I heard him. Closer. Raw and Ferocious. “Valentina— I’m here. Hold on to me.” My legs gave out. Not from fear. From relief so violent it hurt.

“I know you’re aching for me down there.” With three slaps on my ass, it started to sting really badly underneath the leather of my black catsuit, and an electrifying current shot down my spine. Wasn't this a violation of the rules? This sadomastic Valen was by far the worst out of all the other Valens. He turned me into a shivering, quaking mess and I felt myself cumming. My head spun, spiraling into oblivion. My vision went fuzzy. It was too much. Too much.

Valen sat alone in his grand office, his gaze drifting from the endless pile of documents before him to the faintly glowing horizon visible through the arched windows. Outside, Devil’s City shimmered with a haunting beauty, cloaked in perpetual twilight—a beauty that only deepened the ache in his cold heart, reminding him of what he once had and lost. Tonight, he felt the weight of the past pressing against him with unrelenting force, clawing at the walls he had so carefully built. Lydia. Her name echoed like a heartbeat, filling the empty spaces of his mind, and slowly, inevitably, Valen let himself fall into the memories.

"Of course. I'll have the divorce papers drawn up, but it'll take more days to finish the divorce completely. Given Mrs. Dyer's condition, you and Eugene should start making preparations today." My calm response finally sparked a flicker of doubt in her eyes. She narrowed her gaze. "Austin, are you seriously okay with this?" 'Okay'? Of course not. No man could truly be okay with his wife having another man's child. Especially not me. Valerie had a congenital heart condition, which was why, on the very day we got married, I chose to get a vasectomy, just to avoid any accidental complications. In my past life, I had blown up the moment Valerie first brought up this insane idea. I had shut it d

Then I asked, "So what else do you like, Valente?" His lips twitched at the way I said his name. "I like when people don't ask me personal questions" I rolled my eyes. "Shocking" A small smirk. "I like whiskey" I lifted a brow. "That's it?" He shrugged. "I don't think about what I like" "That's sad" He tilted his head slightly. "And what about you, Juliana?" I swallowed another spoonful of ice cream. "I like books. The smell of rain. Chocolate cake or anything chocolate"

Earlier, I had heard Michael’s dismissive voice over the phone, “Tell Janice to stop overreacting. If something’s really wrong, go to the hospital. What use am I?” From the background, Wynne’s delicate, soft tone chimed in. “Don’t be mad, Michael. Janice only acts like this because she loves you so much and wants to trick you into coming home. The party’s almost over. You don’t need to worry about me.” I found it almost laughable. I wanted to mock him and tell him to enjoy his Valentine’s Day with his little mistress, but the relentless bleeding from my abdomen stole my strength, and I passed out.

Valentine landed on the bed and was thankful that she didn't get injured. She closed her eyes as she tried to get over what just happened. "I am Valentine. You shouldn't treat me this way." She spat even though she knew that the drug he just took was affecting him just like every other that he took. "I'm smashing the fucking Valentine. Get over it!" He replied and lay on the bed. Valentine looked at him for a while and didn't know if she should regret coming over or not.

will you at least come and meet him before saying no? Val sighed dramatically. "I hate you." "I know." Liv said,face hopeful. "But will you come?" Val looked around the table. Every single member of the family was smiling. Even Ethan. Especially Ethan. She groaned. "This is why I hide in Florida." "When's the show?" Ethan asked. Livvy smiled. "Valentine's Day." The words had barely left her mouth before Ethan's head snapped up and his chair scraped back. "No." he said forcefully.