Mlp Valentine Novels & Stories

Sandra's pov. I picked up my phone to continue recording my trip on a live post I made on I*******m. I and my boyfriend, Xanvier decided to have a fresh start in the city of Milan, a place far away from Mexico- Our country. Xanvier had just gotten a new job at TK designer associate while I was offered a partnership deal with a fashion line as a model. "Hello, my beloved fans". I waved and smiled at the camera as I spun it around, making sure I capture the tall trees hanging over our car, the old, rusty mail boxes on the road side, and the dirt, and gravel road ahead.

By the time the Malta trip ended, the Manhattan condo had sold. Ava called me screaming from a bathroom stall at work. "Elena Valenti, tell me you did not just wire half the sale proceeds into the foundation account and earmark the other half for a house on the coast." "I didn’t." "Liar. The bank notification is staring at me. Are we really doing this?" I leaned against the balcony railing of my hotel suite and looked out at the harbor. "We’re doing it. Resign whenever you’re ready."

I asked sliding my tongue over my top lip again. He stared at me with hot eyes for a few seconds, cleared his throat, and shifted in his seat. He picked up the cheese-laden cracker and gently fed me, then slid his hands slowly across my lower lip. I sighed softly, loving the feelings he ignited in me just from one touch. Lewis sighed softly too and I saw that his light brown eyes had become dark and he had the hot look on his face again. He took my hands and pecked them one after the other. “You do so many things to me, Valerie. You also make me feel many things. Many unwelcome but enthralling things that I like a lot”

What shocked me the most was the fact that the woman was Ivy Lewis, my good friend. My hands clenched around my shopping bags until my nails dug into my palms. It was Valentine's Day. I'd specifically gone to the mall to buy some gifts for him, that bastard! I wanted to break up with him! At that very moment, a robotic voice rang out in my head. "The system has detected a prospective host, Rowena Hurst. You have met the conditions for the Infidelity Cashback System. Would you like to activate it? If you do, whenever your partner spends money on his infidelity partner, twice the amount will be transferred to your bank account."

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.

Earlier, I had heard Michael’s dismissive voice over the phone, “Tell Janice to stop overreacting. If something’s really wrong, go to the hospital. What use am I?” From the background, Wynne’s delicate, soft tone chimed in. “Don’t be mad, Michael. Janice only acts like this because she loves you so much and wants to trick you into coming home. The party’s almost over. You don’t need to worry about me.” I found it almost laughable. I wanted to mock him and tell him to enjoy his Valentine’s Day with his little mistress, but the relentless bleeding from my abdomen stole my strength, and I passed out.

~~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.

Ambrose Kelvin said when he was suddenly interrupted by Camilla "don't you dare address me like that you bastard!" "I'm sorry ma'am" Ambrose Kelvin said. She had become a 'ma'am' to him. She is the young lady of Anderson's family, his employers. "I have asked you to come over because I have a bargain to make with you. I need you to help me while I help you get Revenge on those who made you stumble" Ambrose Kelvin. Camilla gives a mischievous grin. He now wants to strike a deal with her? A prisoner who is at her Mercy wants to strike a deal with her?

But this time she just picked up her coffee cup slowly and took a sip while staring at Madeline over the rim. Dangerous. Ethan smiled politely. “Actually Valerie’s quite agile.” Madeline blinked. “Excuse me?” “She’s working on a project currently,” Ethan continued casually. “A manga project actually, anonymously too because she doesn’t want to profit off the Cantrell name.” Madeline laughed lightly but it sounded forced. “That’s… cute.” “It’s impressive,” Ethan corrected kindly. “Most people in her position would take advantage of the name immediately.” Valerie finally looked at him fully then and softened her expression so fast it irritated me instantly. She looked comfortable with him. To

He was excited now and his mood was much improved compared to earlier. Tony 2:23 PM: Hey sorry i missed your text this mornin i been slammed today. Its goin man haha its goin. Todays a long one. I'm down to hang tho 2:24 PM: Yknow what day it is, right? Dillon 2:27 PM: Haha yea its the dreaded nausea inducing valentines day. I don't want anything dont you dare bring no flowers or gifts for real yuck. Seriously, i dont want anything. Just you.