Kieran Valentine Boyfriend

I forgot to bring a No. 2 pencil, so I filled out my SAT exam with a red pen. The proctor warned me it would count as cheating, and I just shrugged and told him it didn't matter. Tyson Jenkins, the school heartthrob who ranked near the bottom of the class, suddenly got anxious. In my last life, we went back to school to pick up our acceptance letters. I already had a guaranteed spot at Kingsford University. And yet, I was the only one who didn't receive a letter. Tyson had used a system to swap our exam scores. Because my score showed up as zero, Kingsford University revoked my guaranteed admission. I demanded a review of the scoring, but Tyson, who had suddenly become the top scorer out of nowhere, sneered at me. "Kieran, couldn't cheat your way through the exam this time, huh? Everyone knows you only got that guaranteed spot by cheating. You've got some nerve playing the victim!" I went to our homeroom teacher to clear my name. I never expected her to cry on camera and say, "I tried to talk Kieran out of it in private. It's not fair to the other students if he does something like that, but he used his family's influence to pressure me into staying out of it." Overnight, I was at the center of a storm. Before I could even explain, a group of fanatics dragged me up to the roof and shoved me off. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day before the exam.

On Valentine’s Day, I went skiing for fun. I never expected my younger sister, Fiona White, to get into an argument with our parents and run away. She came to find me. The hotel receptionist made her register as a guest despite sharing my room. I said, “She’s my sister. She ran away from home after an argument and did not bring her driver's license. She’s only staying one night. I’ll send her home tomorrow.” However, he looked at us menacingly. He gave Fiona a lewd wink and acted like he knew what was really going on. “Sure.” He smiled. “It’s Valentine’s Day, so I get it. No need to be shy.” Seeing how tired Fiona was, I took her upstairs without making a fuss. However, I found a post online later that night. [Some men are really so brazen. He brought a prostitute to the hotel and denied it when I called him out. He insisted that she’s his little sister. Does he think I can’t tell?] Some netizens questioned him and told him that maybe he was wrong in his assumption. [I’ve been in this field for more than a decade. I know what I saw! He didn’t dare to register her. That means he was afraid his wife might find out about his actions! I’ll go to their room and record just how loudly that woman moans. I’ll livestream it!] I was stunned. I thought it was just a coincidence. I clicked on the photo the receptionist had sneakily taken and froze. That was me! Did he think Fiona, who was lying on the couch, was a prostitute? But she was really my little sister!

After getting drunk at a wedding party, Summer Hart had spent a night with a man. She then found herself pregnant after that. She wanted to keep the child, but the man had other plans. She tried to run away but was caught. "If you want to keep the child, marry me. We'll divorce after two years, and meanwhile, don't touch me—not even holding hands," the man said, backing her into a corner. She found the man utterly shameless. 'Holding hands? Dream on.' After the marriage, the man said, "I know you are scared. Let's sleep together tonight." "I'm not scared." "I saw you in a dream and heard you say you're scared and want to sleep with me." "Have you no shame, Mark Valentine?" "Shame? What is shame?"

It had been five years since I started dating Ross Jenner. His family invited my mother and me to their family home in Fellaton to discuss our wedding plans and to spend Valentine's Day together. It was past 10:00 PM when my mother and I landed, but Ross wasn't there to pick us up because his college junior, Laurel Elledge, had just arrived in Fellaton. He told me to figure out a way to get a cab to the house myself. In a strange place, unfamiliar with the area, it wasn't long before we found ourselves in danger. Just over ten minutes outside the airport, we were robbed. My mother was injured while trying to protect me, and she collapsed, bleeding heavily. Desperate, I held onto her, frantically trying to call Ross. Each call was abruptly cut off, and when I finally reached him, he sounded irritated. "Jennifer, you're an adult, so stop acting like a child. You couldn't even hail a cab on the street? Laurel just got to Fellaton and isn't feeling well. I need to take care of her." Without waiting for a response, he hung up. I tried calling again, only to find that I had been blocked. In the end, my mother's injuries were too severe, and she bled out before the doctors could save her. As I stared at her lifeless body, tears flowed uncontrollably. When I finally checked my phone again, the first thing I saw was a picture Ross had posted on Twitter. In the photo, he was kissing Laurel and holding a bouquet of roses. [Spending Valentine's Day with the one I love most.] I quietly threw the gifts I had brought from home into the trash. Then, I left a comment, which said, [Wishing you both a lifetime of happiness.]

The conference room had started leaking, so my fiancé, Zack Tim, and I moved to a hotel to continue discussing work. We had barely taken out our documents when the door was suddenly kicked open. “Welcome to tonight’s first live bust from the Cheaters on Catch team, a special Valentine’s edition! Just look at her and her plastic surgery. She has the face of a homewrecker…” Amidst my confusion, a storm of punches and insults came crashing down on me. Zack, on the other hand, was gagged, tied up, and dragged to the side. They tore up my contracts, ripped apart my custom-made outfit, and kicked my unborn child to death. The streamer clapped her hands cheerfully. “That’s it for today’s livestream! Client, don’t forget to leave us a good review.” If they thought they could walk out that door, well, I’d be damned.

She married him to save her sister’s life. He married her to save his crown. For two years, Alicia kept her vows and her silence--until the night Edward Valentine asked for an open marriage and stepped back into the orbit of the woman he once called his first love. When her sister collapses and Alicia faces the worst alone, she finally sees the truth: beneath his cold vows, there was never a heart for her at all. But distance cuts deeper than anger. And when the life he built without love starts to crack, Edward learns the cost of the wife he treated like a stranger. Now the man who never begged may have to. If she’s still there to listen.

On Valentine’s Day, someone stabbed my mother-in-law twenty times until she died. So, I took the murderer to court. My wife was a renowned lawyer, but she decided to defend him. I confronted her in anger, but she casually replied, “Derek’s younger brother is still a college student. Can’t you be a little more forgiving? “I’ll bring Derek and his younger brother along to visit your mother’s grave. Drop the charges. Don’t let this go to trial and embarrass me when you lose the case.” Looking at the mangled corpse full of stabbing wounds, I could not help but let out a bark of laughter. It looked like she was still unaware that the corpse was actually her own mother.

Sofia D’Moreno thought her life ended when she was sold to Lucas Valentine—the ruthless king of the Canadian underworld. Locked away in a luxurious mountain mansion amidst the frozen wilderness of Quebec, she soon realizes her capture wasn't just about a debt. ​Sofia is the "Living Key" to a lethal bio-weapon, the Black Dragon, hidden by her ancestors. As a toxic and forbidden passion ignites between captor and captive, Sofia discovers that every touch from Lucas is a gamble between life and death. ​With a 12-hour poison countdown in her veins and a blood feud demanding a sacrifice, Sofia must navigate a maze of family betrayals. When the secrets of the Moreno Vault are finally bared, will their love survive the explosion, or will they become mere ashes in the snow?

His body pressed closer to mine. I was more aware of the lack of sufficient clothing items between us. I felt my body heating up. The tension between us was so thick that it nearly choked me. Was he going to kiss me? Every part of me yearned for it. I took a bold move, placing my hand on his face again, this time moving even closer to him. Just then, something seemed to break loose within him. His eyes turned golden again, a deep contrast to the moon outside. He growled, and in the low light, I saw his teeth be replaced by fangs. I stood frozen, my eyes wide as I stared at his face transform into something almost beastly. My heart skipped a beat, and time seemed to slow down. Kierian backed away abrubtly in an attempt to hide away what I had seen. My heart didn't stop palpitating, but my curiosity had reached the roof. Despite myself, I walked up to him slowly as my lips parted. "What are you?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eva Greene is an introverted 18 year old who's only engagement is school. She has a sad and lonely childhood due to the absence of both her parents. Eva has always felt an attraction to Kieran, the brother of her best friend, and as time goes on, Eva begins to uncover certain truths that change everything for her. As a human, she is mated to the Alpha of the Crescent pack who resents her, and she is also expected to birth his child. While facing different challenges together, Eva and Kieran explore the complex ties surrounding their relationship. But when it comes down to the final stance, will they be able to finally bridge the gap between them?

Betrayed, Beaten and Left to die. On Valentine’s Day, Veronica thought she’d surprise her husband with love, instead, she walked in on betrayal that shattered her world. Stripped of her title, her home, and even her son’s love, the once-proud Luna was thrown into the dirt to rot. But the moon doesn’t mourn the night, it rises. When a dying Veronica is rescued by the mysterious Alpha Damian of the Shadowfang Pack, a power long buried in her blood awakens, silver eyes blazing, destiny roaring to life. Now, she’s no longer the weak Luna they tried to break. She’s the storm they should have feared. And she’s coming back, for her child, for her pack, and for blood. Because when the Silver Wolf rises, no one is safe..