Jacqueline Valentine Lesbian Novels & Stories

"Really? You and I know that she can never be the Luna, so why stressing her and rasing her hopes?" "But you can never be the Luna, instead you can only be the wife of my right hand man" Why does everyone see me to be Jason's woman. Is it written on my face? "Then I will have to tell Valerie the truth because she can't be your mate" "Chelsea, it will be war between us. You can't even do half of what she did to save us from this war"

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

Her eyes flicked to me. “So this is her.” She didn’t smile. She just nodded once and said, “Then you need to hear what he did. To me. To all of us.” We sat in a candlelit back room while she poured us wine with steady hands. Her name was Valentina. Years ago, she was Lucas’s lover—and spy. She said she escaped when he tried to use her as a pawn in a scheme gone wrong. “He has a new plan now,” she said. “Something much bigger than revenge.”

Erin turned to Jacqueline. "You know her?" If she remembered correctly, Jacqueline had also just returned to the country not long ago. Jacqueline sneered. "Of course I know her. She's good friends with that slut clinging to Tom." The mere thought of Valarie filled Jacqueline with disgust. If she hadn't gone abroad, there was no way Valarie would have gotten close to Tom. Originally, Jacqueline had planned to deal with Valarie today, but since Valarie hadn't shown up, targeting Nyla would suffice.

"So what if I do? If you've got a problem, divorce me! It's not like you just met me. This is who I am. If you can't take it, then leave!" She was right. I had known her for years, and I always knew what kind of person she was. I was just so used to being her loyal lapdog. Her indifference hurt me, but I thought it was just her cool charm. I even convinced myself that her hot-and-cold attitude was her playing hard to get. Once I stopped being her loyal lapdog, I realized I had been living in a fantasy about her all along. It was my own love that had gilded her in my eyes.

Luna was becoming a gravitational force, Adrian had always suspected she would, but the shift in the industry wasn’t just about her, it was about the people she was inspiring, and one of them had just walked in. A ripple moved through the room, not loud, but unmistakable. Luna followed the change in atmosphere to the woman entering with the kind of presence that didn’t need flash or noise. Valerie Sinclair, Damien’s sister. Fashion empire owner. Cover mimic-breaker. A woman whose power was as sharp as the lines of the suit she wore, deep emerald, tailored to perfection. Valerie spotted Luna instantly. Her expression didn’t change, but her gaze sharpened, assessing, impressed, curious, and Lu

… Upon discovering Valerie's marriage to Kieran, Queenie restrained herself in various situations. She once tried to flatter Valerie despite her true feelings, but Valerie paid no attention to her. Queenie had attempted to seduce Julian. She intentionally portrayed herself as vulnerable and shed tears to elicit his compassion and tenderness. However, Julian was entirely unresponsive to her charms. "Cut the crap. Are you out of your mind?" he had said to Queenie. He avoided her from that moment on. Melissa was even more direct. Her statements were spoiled and outspoken, surpassing even Valerie in audacity.

I literally started to panic, Javier is sleep on the couch and Kaylen is too. Valerie pours us some whiskey and she sits on the floor , legs crisscrossed and she said " Luna my love what happened at the restaurant!" I huffed my held my head up high and I sipped on the whiskey. Looking Valerie directly in the eyes I sternly said, " she cornered me in the hallway asking why was I here." Puzzled Valerie looks at me asking "did you know her?" " is she a carmen fan" "omg lunnnaaa "

“All I am saying is that from wearing a wig and heels, it’s not farfetched to think you might try a pair of panties too.” “Do I have to remind you that we did fuck, and if I am not mistaken, you liked it a lot.” Valerie blushed. She had enjoyed those summer months long ago, and she must admit that even though Jason had only been eighteen, he was a good lover. “What is wrong with you woman? Maybe it’s you who get turned on by men in drag?”

Feeling relieved, Valentine tried to hide her smile as she placed the ingredients to the boiling water inside the pot. “I wonder what this was… Mysterious lady in black dated the town’s youngest billionaire…” The way Delilah spoke the words made Valentine’s heart pound hard. Missy released and she walked over to Delilah to read the article seen in the phone. “… the lady in black was called Valentine Valencia, the name mentioned by the billionaire himself during his speech.” “You know you’re such a joker, D,” Valentine laughed nervously again. She covered the pot and turned herself around to walk to where the chair was. She sat down, looking at the opposite direction, avoiding her friends’ gr