Kieran Valentine Diary Novels & Stories

My whole body shivered uncontrollably. Ian… How could he? Out there, with another woman? And so recklessly that it landed them in a hospital? The realization was like a blow to the gut. My breath hitched painfully, and I clung to the wall for support. Why did I have to find out like this—while carrying his child? Why did he have to betray me, especially today, of all days? Valentine's Day. Suddenly, a sharp, stabbing pain gripped my belly. I bent over, barely able to stay on my feet, while the voices around me continued unabated.

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

“Text him,“ she says. “What if he thinks I am annoying?“ The word comes out before I can stop it and wish I could take it back. LJ’s expression softens. “Dawn.“ “Damian said I was annoying,“ I say, keeping my voice low. “I don’t want to be the person who texts too much or shows up uninvited or makes someone feel crowded.“ “Killian is not Damian,“ she says simply. “Damian is an asshole for saying things like that to Bree.” I know that. I do know that. But knowing something and feeling it are two different things. And Damian was my friend who should have come to me, but Killian is the guy I’m sleeping with. I don’t want to be like his puck bunnies. I stare at his number for a long time. I type

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.

I opened Val’s journal once again and stumbled upon another entry, this time written on the day before Christmas. I couldn’t help but smile. Val had written about Kian being a complete pain in the ass, running around the house and asking her about his present. She had mentioned how difficult it was to keep the present a surprise from him, as he was constantly peeking and snooping around the house. Despite her frustration, Val had ended the entry with a heartwarming note, expressing her love for her brother and how excited she was to spend Christmas with her family.

Dear Diary, I'm so sorry I didn't have time to write yesterday but trust me the wait was worth it. I didn't even get back to my dorm room until 4am and at that point I was in no state to write an entry. Honestly I still don't know exactly how to even begin to explain the rollercoaster that was the past two days. I mean last time I wrote everything was so much simpler than it is now. I mean I literally feel like a different person right now after kissing three different girls and yet I feel more scared than ever to come out. I'm sorry I'm getting a head of myself, let's start with yesterday before I spoil the whole story.

Devon used to remind me how stupid I was for not just admitting that I’d started to see her differently, that I’d caught feelings for her, and instead choosing to push her away and make her think she meant nothing to me. When I said that something had to change, I meant it. Kieran cannot go on thinking that she means no more to me than any of our other friends. If I could just show her exactly what she means to be while also gauging if she thinks or feels the same way, I’ll be happy. Music comes from Devon’s backyard. There are no other cars in the driveway or the street, so I’m hoping he’s alone. Kieran and I make our way through to the backyard with our helmets. She doesn’t say a single wo

He had to figure it out himself. On a typical school day, Valerie attended classes and grabbed lunch at noon. She couldn't ignore the subtle scrutiny from someone behind her. A quiet discussion about her identity and the man she married whispered on. "My lousy husband, that scoundrel Kieran, is just incorrigible." Valerie suddenly lamented while she was eating. Julian turned and asked, "What did Kieran do to you?" "He's handsome, but why must he be so talented?" Valerie answered. Melissa asked politely, "Are you showing him off?"

I looked up at Taylor, my nails digging so deep into my palms that they nearly broke the skin. Ethan let out an impatient sigh. “It’s late. Why aren’t you staying home where you belong? What are you doing here? “And now you’ve ruined the mood, stirring up trouble for no reason!” Tears slipped silently down my cheeks. Not only had he forgotten about our Valentine’s Day, but the promises he once made—to cherish me for a lifetime, to always treat me well—had also crumbled into nothing.

I'm lifting my butt so I can get off from his lap but he pulled me down again "Where do you think you're going?" "Go back to the camp , it's 2 and we have to get up at 6 to make breakfast" "Oh come on.. If we go back to the camp now , we'll be our usual self which is I hope I can stop the time for awhile" I looked at him disbelief "That's for saying that I'm a good kisser" I said cocky "I won't ask for it if you're not a good kisser Valentine" "Why do you always call me by Valentine? Everyone is call me Val" I asked and he smiled. He caressed my cheek and slowly trail his hand to my neck.. shoulder and arm