Moonshine And Valentine Novels & Stories

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

Ethan’s P.O.V Valentina stared hard at the broken glasses, and she withdrew her shaky hands ignoring me as though I wasn’t there, she began to pick up her books from the floor, and one of them caught my eyes. It was a plain white book with folded edges, it seemed like a fictional book. “Valentine’s Day” was the supposed title, it was written in bold blood-red letters, I was interested in the book because this is the first time I’ve seen such a unique title.

Kyrie's voice shaking a little as she spoke. "What are these sensations?" Dante responds. "Incredible is what they are. I can't stop. I want more." They looked deep into each other's eyes noticing how they changed as well. Kyrie's eyes dimmed to a golden brown and Dante's eyes a dark blue. They both instinctively looked down at each other's lips and felt an irresistible urge for them to touch. As their lips lock, intense visions and feelings overwhelmed them. They saw each other's memories and felt like they experienced it themselves.

Then she remembered that in Lyle’s absence, Adam has been acting as the leader of the village. “It’s good to see you all here. Our village, and all the people of this mountain have been waiting for this night for a long time. Tonight is the night that we welcome the daughter of the goddess at her first full moon. And tonight is the night that she will choose her life mate.” Many of the people that were standing at the back of the room turned around and looked directly at Amaris. Anna and Amaris stared at one another. Amaris mouthed to Anna ‘choose a life mate!’

“I noticed the Valentini and Moscow Mule aren’t on the recommendations. Is there a reason why they’re not as popular?” After seeing Zen’s shortlisted candidate profile, Vera knew what he was hinting at. Truthfully, these two ladies were infamous. The girl Valentini represented had a high body count and a messy relationship track record. She was a very successful temptress who played the cupid’s game only to watch her lovers rip each other’s throats for fun. The Moscow Mule was no better. Although she didn’t work the same way as Valentini, she had a habit of breaking up lovers and wrecking homes.

"The sex is really good, you know." Max laughed. "I take that as the highest compliment." "Only no football fannies," she warned. "We're exclusive." "I wouldn't have it any other way." His mind eased, at least for the moment, he shifted her in his arms so they were facing each other. "I think it's time to open that wine Josie was kind enough to pack for us, don't you?" "I can definitely get on board with that." He uncorked the wine and poured it into the two crystal glasses from the basket, then touched his glass to hers. "To Valentine's Day."

"Werewolves have mates; a partner the moon goddess chooses just for us. They are the other half of our souls. You are my heart and soul, Vivian. I've been missing both my heart and soul since the morning you ran away." I am leaning into his touch, savoring every second of his body pressing against mine as his breath continues to wash over me, as well as that comforting feeling that is bleeding out of him and into me. He is rocking slightly, swaying to some imaginary beat. After a few more minutes of swaying, Valentine lifts me in his arms and carries me over to the truck he drove here in. I should probably be concerned about him abducting me, or what Ben is doing with Marvel right now, but a

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it Broadcast the boom boom boom boom And make 'em all dance to it Valentine might get destroyed at that point, but he’ll soon move on quickly, and I’ll live a happy life after. That’s probably a double win for me. I’ll hurt Valentine, and I’ll get away with it.

In my right hand, a very expensive bottle of champagne, his favourite as well, which, I chuckled to myself, left me a little broke. I walked down the hallway of Montague tech, and then pressed the elevator button that would take me to the floor of my boyfriend's office. Today was Valentine's Day and I was going to propose to my boyfriend of three years. I know he was the one that was traditionally meant to propose to me, but he was pretty indecisive, and we had soulmate energy. Why wait any longer when we could tie the knot now? And knowing him, he'd be appreciative that I actually put my foot first, he'd say yes. We were too good together. I could feel it in my bones.

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."