Luminous Valentine Novels & Stories

Her image is cute and bubbly so I smiled. "I thought you liked it because it's beautiful!" She yelled playfully that made me laugh. I turned around and faced her. "It's beautiful, just like you," I said. "You are making me blush again," she joked so I chuckled. She then stared at me intently, at my necklace. "That necklace is beautiful, really," she said as she tried to reach it and I just let her touch it. She smiled. "You are really lucky." I nodded my head as I smiled while touching it. Argus gave it to me the moment he confessed his feelings for me and I am still wearing this up until now. This is the thing I really like the most, for all the things he gave me since it has the best memor

He takes the ceremonial dagger and holds it over the fire, heating the blade until it glows red-hot. Turning to me, he extends his hand, and I step forward, offering him my right hand. With a quick, precise motion, Valentine makes a small cut across my palm. The pain is sharp but fleeting, and I hold my hand over the flame, letting the blood drip onto the fire. There’s a sudden whooshing sound as the flames flare up, burning brighter than before. A smirk tugs at the corners of my lips. The Moon Goddess is in support of this gathering.

But I am sure of one thing: Lolita knows where Marlowe is. I just have to get her to tell me. “Can you hear me?” I yell into the air. The silence seems to hum, but it’s just the fluorescent light burning above my head, flickering almost imperceptibly. They’ve shut off the spotlight they’ve been shining on me - I see it mounted in the far corner of the room. I’m glad they’ve given up on that technique. In the other corner, there’s a security camera, a red light blinking beneath its lens.

Indeed, it's more than just a wonderful view. He started running leading the way and I follow after him until we were deep in the forest than he stopped and I stopped, the whole era was different than the rest of the forest. There were flowers all around shaping a huge heart, on the middle of that heart there was a luxurious seat for two. Romantic candlelight dinner luxury table set up for a couple with beautiful light as background. Glasses of champagne and beautiful food presentation on the table... The concept was similar to the one used for valentine's day and date.

My thighs were slick, a faint sheen catching the light, and my skin still carried that flushed, overheated look that hadn’t quite faded. I looked… used. Not by anyone else. By my own thoughts. By him. I swallowed, dragging my gaze up to meet my own eyes, and for a second I didn’t even recognize myself. “This quickly got out of hand,” I muttered quietly, half surprised I just cummed to the thought of someone I had known for less than twenty four hours. But even then, I didn’t move away. Valentine's day arrived the way it always did. Loud, pink, red, and totally inconsiderate to single people like me.

It was Valentine’s Day. But Alex didn’t book any fancy rooftop restaurant or reserve some exclusive candlelit table in the city. No grand orchestras, no dramatic fireworks display. Instead, he chose something different—something quieter, but far more personal. He had the beautiful garden behind the mansion cleared and dressed for the evening. Twinkling fairy lights draped above the old pergola, hanging like soft stars. A table was set in the middle, covered in a white cloth, flanked by two tall candles. Around them, a sea of red roses bloomed fresh from overnight delivery—dozens of them, imported and handpicked. Nothing was spared.

My life house in a storm. Valentine is my everything. My orgasm is so intense, my entire body is shaking, like an electrical current is running through my veins. I can feel Valentine's teeth embedded deep within me, but there is no pain. Just a mind-blowing pleasure, bringing stars to my vision. His movements become more sporadic until his d**k starts pulsing, spilling his seed deep inside me. My vision begins to fade, and my body feels heavy and sated as Valentine releases his teeth from my neck. His tongue licks and massages the wound, my skin tingling and sparking in response.

It didn’t take me long to put on the red sleeveless gown Jacob had bought for me a month before, in preparation for Valentine’s Day/Night. Valentine. I giggled to myself and almost kicked my feet at the air save for the fact that I was standing. Jacob had been the most loving and considerate boyfriend I’d ever had, and I was looking forward to seeing him again. Just as planned, I was going to head over to his house and spend the valentine’s with him. And yes, we wanted to savor every minute, hence the reason why I wanted to be at his place before midnight.

will you at least come and meet him before saying no? Val sighed dramatically. "I hate you." "I know." Liv said,face hopeful. "But will you come?" Val looked around the table. Every single member of the family was smiling. Even Ethan. Especially Ethan. She groaned. "This is why I hide in Florida." "When's the show?" Ethan asked. Livvy smiled. "Valentine's Day." The words had barely left her mouth before Ethan's head snapped up and his chair scraped back. "No." he said forcefully.