Loki Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

Heavy with old, malicious magic. “They are not human,” Luther growled. “Not entirely. They are the old wicked wolves.” Valentine stepped forward before she could second-guess herself. Her hands began to glow. Faint at first. Then brighter. Energy pulsed outward. The earth beneath the attackers trembled. Reacted to her presence as if recognizing its rightful authority. One of the figures moved ahead of the others. Voice deep and distorted. “Valentine Spade. Your time of hiding has ended. The prophecy unfolds, and you stand at its center.”

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

We have a dinner to attend, and luckily it is at the same venue as my contract job. It's Valentine's Day. On Valentine's Day, humans spend quality time with their loved ones. Back at the pack, it was a day when there was no boundary between the royal blood and the commoners in the pack. The Alpha and Luna would usually dine and give out gifts to the poor omegas or the disabled in the pack. It was a day my parents would show kindness to their subjects, and it was an act I so admired back then.

~~Vanessa~~ Have you ever heard of the phrase ‘Walk of shame?’ I learned this phrase from Paige years ago. When a woman has a one-night stand with a man and then escapes in the morning before he wakes up? That walk back home is a walk of shame. Every year on February fifteenth after Valentine's Day. The both of us sit by my window, a cup of popcorn in both our hands and we watch women do the walk of shame back home and even sometimes men. We both laughed so hard each time, but today….I'm in their shoes.

Then he pulled something from his pocket, flipping the black velvet box open. The engagement ring. Oh, my god! He’d been planning all this time. “Yes!” I nodded, bursting into tears as I threw myself down on him. My tears fell. We ended up on the floor, and our friends were applauding as we kissed and laughed with so much happiness. I may be far from my friends and family, but I found my home in him. “I love you.” “I love you, Megan. My love.” *** After years of philanthropy and outstanding service to his country, during the announcement of New Year Honour Lists, Forrest had received a life peer as Lord Kentworthry.

I promise to update more juicy details Happy Valentine's Day in advance, I hope you all enjoy the day with your loved ones. Love, Grace

Even Lolo stood nearby kicking at him, but Loki refused to let go. At last I couldn’t hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. I wrapped my arms around his neck and planted a heavy kiss on his lips. He returned the kiss gently. Snowflakes, like fragments of white petals, drifted down upon us, settling on our bodies and in his rose-colored hair. The kiss lasted a long time. At the end, Loki whispered softly in my ear, “Have you rested well today?” It had been very cold, but the moment he said that, my face still flushed uncontrollably. “…Mm.”

Valen’s raw, agonizing roar shattered the illusion! He didn't listen to the cosmic lies. He reached through the roaring flames, relying purely on the deep, unbreakable link in our souls. His warm, golden energy surged through our bond, wrapping around my mind like a protective shield. “I love you, Lyra!” Valen’s voice thundered through the fire directly into my heart. “In every lifetime, in every world, real or fake I will always choose you!” "And I choose you!" I cried out, reaching my glowing hand through the solar blaze and locking my fingers with his!

I’ll make you want me, I will make you beg for me He pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting hers. “I won’t lock you up. But don’t provoke me.” He stood, giving her space. Turned away. “You have three hundred and sixty-five days,” he said. “One year. I’ll do anything. Buy you the moon if that’s what it takes. And if you don’t fall in love with me by your next birthday, I’ll set you free.” Emily stood up. She didn’t think. Just ran. Straight for the door.

I mumbled, focusing on my food because my eyes were threatening to leak tears. "What is that supposed to mean?!" Luna sharply uttered. Swaying his attention off me, Loki gazed at her and calmly said, "Your sister has a date with Killain today?" "Well, good for you." Luna casually said, chewing a bacon as she smiled at me. Yet, her eyes told a different story because she had a faint look of bitterness in her gaze. "I can not be any more proud to be a father. Two days from now, I will get two alpha as my son-in-law." Loki announced, his expression glowing with pride.