Loki Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

On Valentine's Day, I waited for my husband at the restaurant where he had made a reservation. My heart was full of love. I had just become pregnant with our baby. Suddenly, eight women barged into the restaurant. The one leading the charge was a woman dressed in a halter top, tight leather pants, and stilettos. The waiter approached them, “Hello, miss. Do you have a reservation? I’m afraid we are fully booked for the night.” The woman shoved the waiter away and hissed, “Move! I’m here to catch my boyfriend in the act!

She did bake me a cake every year, but this year I found it more delicious of all the time we were all dancing and laughing, telling me about my childhood memories. After coming back to the room, I was in quite a better mood than in the morning and I decided to go out to celebrate my birthday. It was my initial plan before, but that was with my friends. Now they are no longer my friends, so I decided to celebrate my birthday alone. Thinking about my birthday, I laughed what a gift I got on my perfect 18th birthday. Fate really knows how to play a game well. I started getting ready and I chose to wear a white hoodie with a high waist darkblue jeans pairing it with an over coat and long black

Valerian intended to mark Isolde as his own on their wedding night, a declaration of their eternal devotion. As the day of their wedding drew near, the world around them seemed to shimmer with their shared anticipation. Yet, destiny held a cruel twist in its grasp. Two days before their union, Valerian encountered his soulmate – a bond that defied all logic, a connection stronger than any he had ever known.

I turned to look at him and we had a little conversation. The chritmas holidays were over and we had had ou little wedding starting the new year perfectly but now it was time to talk. "Tomorrow's the seventh day of January," I muttered. "It is. How is it already the seventh? The days are moving so fast," Min said and turned back to look at the ceiling. I moved closer to him and hugged his chest. "Min," i muttered. He looked at me for a brief second and looked back at the ceiling. "What are you plans for tomorrow?" i asked him.

On our fourth Valentine's Day together, my boyfriend, Ivan West, gave me a rock he had found on the side of the road while his true love, Kelly Gibson, got a ten-carat diamond. I stared at the rock icily and left it right where it was. Ivan called me materialistic. "Millia, I only gave Kelly a diamond because she needed it to make jewelry. It's not because we have some other kind of relationship. And besides, I've spent plenty on you before. Just because I didn't get you some fancy branded things this time, you refused it. You're way too materialistic."

We ended up at a quiet lounge instead, just to soak in the holiday atmosphere. The lounge was surprisingly crowded for Valentine's Day. The vibe was much better than a club—a guitarist played folk songs while soft lighting bathed the room. I ordered an orange soda and sat with Lillian in a booth, listening to the music. The lounge was running a Valentine's promotion: every half hour they randomly selected a man and woman to exchange contact information. If they agreed, their tab was covered. It wasn't mandatory, just a fun little game. Lillian's eyes lit up when she heard about it. "At least they're thinking about us single dogs."

he said, trying to change the topic. "What is it?"I asked. "Do you remember that today is Valentine's DAY?"he asked, and I gasped out in shock. "What? Valentine's day?"I asked. "Yes, today is Valentine's DAY, and this is February 14. It's obvious that you've forgotten about it," "So who do you want to make you Val? Victoria or your mate?"he asked, emphasizing the word 'mate'. I glared at him with a cold look. "Victoria of course,"he said, and he shook his head with a sigh.

Like a snake’s tongue wiggling its way closer to its victims, “And that’s where I come in, my darling.” Grabbing my hand, he lifted it to his mouth and kissed it slowly without breaking eye contact with me. “Let me introduce myself; I am Loki. It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Rosabella, the barbarian princess!”

Louis just glared at him, causing Volstrige to take a step back. “Damn, I told you not to bother him this morning. Looks like he didn’t have a good time with Ma’am Elaine,” Volstrige said. “What’s the occasion?” one of them asked, surprising the three of them. Volstrige cleared his throat and confidently spoke. “Valentine’s Day is when lovers express their affection with greetings and gifts.” Brennon immediately slapped him. “Idiot, you’re holding a cheat sheet. Give me your phone!” Brennon said as he wrestled with Volstrige because he hadn’t finished reading what was on the screen.

Not even Valentin was aware that he was a werewolf, let alone the alpha of the most renowned pack in the region. Valentin believed Loki was often unavailable because he lived abroad, a pretense Loki had diligently maintained. They had crossed paths under unusual circumstances and had become best friends ever since, often communicating solely through their phones, which surprisingly did not weaken their bond. Loki had confidence in Valentin and trusted that his choice in women would be excellent. Although he had never met her or had the opportunity to lay eyes on her, he sensed that she would be the ideal match for his friend. After searching for twenty minutes without any sign of her, he con