Late Valentine's Novels & Stories

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

’ he chipped in almost immediately. ‘And you too,’ I replied. ‘Tomorrow is Valentine,’ he said, ‘I got you baby. Ours is love forever, and I do love you my Olive plant.’ ...Alarm rings... 6:00 am. It’s Wednesday morning, the 14th of February 2018. ‘Happy birthday Mum, happy Valentine’s day everyone!’ I said. ‘Happy Valentine’s day,’ the already dressed up Stella said. ‘You said we would be going shopping today as early as 6 am, it’s 6 am, let’s get the day rolling Olive. Tick tock says the clock.’ We both laughed.

) But now he had no mood to discuss or argument so he just asked him straight, " And what's that?!" Vihaan got relief on Captain's direct question; without argument or doubt. He excitedly revealed his master plan, " This year Valentine's Day is on Sunday. So, I made a plan to throw a blind date party, in which I will invite my college's only commerce students; bachelor degree and master degree both. And the party's venue will be our auditorium hall. I already examined its inside space, privileged location and it has its parking area. It is enough. The entrance fees will be 1000 per person and it includes some food combo deals too. So, it's so cheap for everyone they all can afford it."

old man:- okay I will tell you how I meet your aunt when I was in university, I usually hang out with my friends, I won't lie but I am just an average student, one day we are 3 friends make a plan to go inside girl dorm. ariel:- are you a god or something, you make a plan to go inside the girl dorm, do you have something perverted in mind. old man:- my friend makes his first and the last girlfriend, it was the day love called valentines day, this day is famous in your nation too, you might know about it.

"He told me he had something special planned. I guess this was it, damn it." "Valentine's Day?" Max parroted. "Yeah, you know. Big day for lovers? Hearts and flowers? Candy? Wine? Maybe jewelry? Big romantic dinner? The works?" "Valentine's Day," Max said again, taking another swallow of beer. "You say that like it's a foreign concept," she snarked. "It happens every February fourteenth. Surely you've heard of it before. Sent flowers to your gaggle of females. Oh, wait. You probably have so many, you order an assistant do it. Someone at the team complex."

I knew Denise would understand, just like I would if she told me she already had plans. After putting Annie to bed that night, I broached the topic with Denise. “Layton asked me out on Valentine’s Day.” She released a low whistle, looking at me over the rim of her glass. “A date on Valentine’s Day? That’s big.” I shrugged. “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.”

They had the room number after all. Despite the anxiety of Grayson being away with the vipers for the night, Amber tried not to let it ruin her day. Sweet Leo had put a lot of time and effort into planning out the perfect Valentine’s Day on their first love holiday together. Not to mention her twenty-third Birthday. He seemed excited but wouldn’t reveal all his plans for the day despite how much Amber begged.

Slowly, an unfamiliar feeling began to dawn on her—an understanding that this wasn't just friendship, but something more profound. One night, while counting the days since Jay had last been at the university, her eyes fell upon a specific date—February 14th. It struck her suddenly—it was Valentine's Day, the day Jay had given her the rose. A surge of electricity seemed to course through her heart as she finally grasped what Jay had been trying to convey to her that day till midnight.

I sat up, the empty room enveloping me, reminding me of where I was. Leo's text appeared on my phone, succinctly encapsulating the previous day. [Staying late. Spend Valentine's Day on your own.] On impulse, I opened his Instagram without switching accounts, finding his latest post—#PerfectValentine'sDay. The image showed Elisa, her outfit barely containing her figure.

Her hips were practically perfect, fitting her tall slim figure. She adjusted her shirt properly, and cleared her throat a little trying not to stare at anyone. For hell sake, it was Valentine's day and Sam was being a jerk, how could he not even care when it was also her birthday. Valerie sighed when she looked at the glass of wine. Just one more sip from it, and that would be all. She decided to take just another glass and then leave if he still doesn't show up. Taking the last sip of her wine, Valerie poured a little more quantity inside the glass and dropped the bottle on the table.