I Hate Valentine Day Novels & Stories

“Nah, I don’t think the holiday means exactly the same thing to him as it does to us normal folk. He didn’t seem to think there would be anything special about it other than the trail gets decorated for the holiday.” “Who knows?” Denise laughed. “Maybe you’ll both be shot in your unromantic asses by Cupid’s arrow. It’s Valentine’s Day, definitely a special and romantic day to go on a second date.” “Only I won’t go if you already have plans,” I pointed out. “It’s a history tour, so we could do it another time. It’s no big deal.”

”I don't celebrate Valentine's, Rhea, you know that. “Oh, come on. It's a great day. There's love in the air, romance on the horizon, what's not to love?” “It’s just like every other regular day but with pretentious couples that are probably cheating on each other acting like horny teenagers that think they are in love,” She snorted. “Wow, you really know how to light up a room,” she said dryly. “I just speak the truth, that's why I only have three friends.” “You know, just because your ex cheated on you on Valentine's Day doesn't mean you should hate the holiday!’

The next day, Valentina's pov, I sat inside the bathroom staring at my cell phone's screen without blinking an eye. My heart was pounding non stop, as if it was trying to remind me that what I was seeing was not a lie but the truth. I still could not believe what I was seeing. Just because of what happened during me and Nathan's wedding ceremony, everyone hated me so much. Their hate had gotten so much worse. Though some people still supported me, the remaining people who hated me now have surpassed the ones who supported me.

Never Again 🌷 “Hate is a terrible thing. It's a wasteful, stupid emotion. You can hate someone with all your heart, but it'll never do them a bit of harm. The only person it hurts is you. You can spend your days hating, letting it eat away at you, and the person you hate will go on living just the same. So, what's the point?” ~•~ •E V E L Y N•

“Maybe it is for some, but not for everyone.” “Well, I hate it…” I stomped and pulled away from his hold. Gio held my shoulders, pivoting me to face him. “Sorry for laughing,” he was anything but! “I know it’s funny, you don’t have to say it to my face,” I bit my lips. I realize I can never get mad at his teasing, no matter how offending it is. “Why do you hate Valentine’s Day?” Gio’s fingers came under my chin, forcing me to focus on his eyes.

He replied. "Now all your wishes are fulfilled or do you have to buy something else, tell me, I buy everything now." I say 'no' while shaking my head. He turned back shrugging his shoulders. It's not a coincidence. On Valentine's Day I have got to celebrate every single day like rose day, chocolate day and teddy day that too with Samuel. "Baby our first Valentine's will not be incomplete. I’ll make this Valentine's Day, a memorable moment of our life." I yelled in mind.

“Figures.” Silence stretched between us for a moment, but my mind refused to shut up. Images of Victor standing beside another woman kept replaying in my head like punishment. “I hate him,” I said suddenly. Jane groaned. “Please do not start.” “I mean it,” I continued, sitting up on my bed. “I really hate him.” Jane turned back to look at me. “You hate everyone when you are emotional. Last week it was the barista because she spelled your name wrong.”

The clock struck midnight, and the air buzzed with the soft, sweet scent of roses wafting through my open window. Valentine's Day. Lovers’ Day. A day meant for chocolates, kisses, and promises whispered in candlelight. A day that should’ve felt special—romantic, even. But instead, I was alone in my apartment, sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at the quiet screen of my phone.

"Now you know what I do to all other of your gifts, will you keep sending more" David wanted to say no but something in his heart made it impossible to get his lips moving. "Get lost David and don't even come back here" "I love you Val. What am I going to do for you to see that?" "I don't love you" Valerie retorts. She hadn't felt anything for not even once. There were no feelings at all, nothing, just hatred and anger. Her blood boiled at the mere sight of him and she doesn't even know why. "I hate you so much so get lost!" She tries to slam the door to his face again when David holds the door. His eyes darkened.

JONATHAN'S POV I hated Valentine’s Day. The day always sucked. Well, they didn’t always suck, at least not when I was with Tilly. But the day she left was the last year that I had a good Valentine’s Day. I typically avoided this day, spending my day busy with work or making my way to the bottom of a bottle of whiskey. This year, however, I couldn’t do that.