Moonshine And Valentine Novels & Stories

Still, with the medical team constantly adjusting her care, Valerie remained blissfully unaware of just how fragile her condition had become. Meanwhile, Susan's health took a surprising turn for the better. Word had it that a suitable kidney match had finally been found. All they needed was for the donor to pass away, and she would be eligible for a transplant. However, surgeries like that did not come cheap. When Valerie came to me for money again, I used my same excuse about tight finances. With no other options, Eugene turned to a loan shark, betting on the substantial divorce settlement to cover the costs once Valerie and I officially split.

“Oh, they’re off the roster. I already got Veyra Aldane’s blessing to boot them, so long as you agreed. It’s you and me now, Kellan. We’re going to save this disaster of a dance before it ends with someone glamoured into kissing their professor.” “Gods help us all.” Maeve’s grin had not faded by the time we entered the Great Hall two days later for the first official Valentine’s Day planning meeting. The high vaulted ceiling glittered with dozens of floating crystal hearts, temporary glamours that mimicked “romance,” as Cassia Nyre had taken it upon herself to explain. She’d also enchanted the floor to bubble and ooze light pink fog whenever anyone laughed. Which meant every time Elias even

I was shaking all over with anger, gripping my phone so tightly it felt like it might crack in my hand. The post was still gaining traction, and the comment section was filled with filth—vile, disgusting words that were hard to even read. "Girls these days really know how to play. Valentine’s Day with no protection, just chasing thrills." "She looks so innocent. Didn’t expect her to be this wild, roleplaying the whole ‘sister-brother’ thing."

To end two years of long distance, I quit my job behind my boyfriend's back on Valentine's Day and moved to his city. The candlelit dinner he'd promised to welcome me turned into him leaving halfway through when his boss Diana called, asking him to entertain a client over drinks. I told myself it was just the way corporate life worked. We made plans to see an exhibition that weekend. We'd barely reached the entrance when another call pulled him away to fix an urgent proposal for Diana. I told myself he was just ambitious. We'd planned an island getaway to celebrate my birthday. The night before we were supposed to leave, he called. His voice was tinged with guilt. "Diana says this business t

I watched as he used those flames to reclaim the docks, lighting up the night, smiling as he said, "Once I've secured my position, I'll marry you in grand style." I thought we would last a lifetime. I never imagined our love would crumble under a few careless lies from Lina. Lina had said, "She's a merchant's daughter. What could she want besides money?" Yet, she never knew that last year, when the Valentino Family faced a financial collapse, it was I who transferred 30 million through anonymous accounts to help them survive. And just last month, when a rival family sent assassins, it was I who had my bodyguard take a bullet for him…

"Just that I feel it's too sudden." "Do you not feel nothing for me? Anything at all?" I couldn't respond because I had nothing to say. The truth was that I had already started redeveloping feelings for him, but I was being cautious because I couldn't tell if really it was love or if I was just infatuated with his peaceful presence. "If I asked you to be my Val, would you agree?" My eyes almost popped out of its socket. "Josh, Valentine is still a long way." "I know, that's why I'm asking now."

Valentina especially, knew I was hiding something, but there just wasn't any reason for me to tell her something that meant so much to me but so little to Josh. Therefore, as the three of us stepped through to the party, we immediately made our way to the place that held the most alcohol. I was in desperate need of drowning out my pathetic sorrows of a failed high school romance. Mason would be laughing at me right now. "Shots?" Valentina grinned with my idea, already pulling out two cups for us to shot with. She poured in a few shots of vodka, allowing us to take it in turns to drink each one. "Oh, you want to get drunk drunk tonight, don't you?"

Button up your overcoat When the wind is free, Oh, take good care of yourself, You belong to me, Boop-boop-a-doop. There were bells on the hill But I never heard them ringing, No, I never heard them at all Till there was you. We may only have tonight, But till the morning sun, you’re mine All mine; Play the music low, And sway to the rhythm of love. Happy Valentine's day! Cheers!"

" Tears shone over Valentine's eyelids. Don Victor lifted his glass and spoke with a quavering voice, "To my daughter, my son-in-law, and our little baby Victoria Elise. Let your love still defy the fates." There was an outcry of pleasure around the circle. Arnulfo's eyes expanded with love in Valentine's large belly and then covered it gently with his arm. "Victoria Elise," he murmured, "she has the name just for herself.". Valentine pressed against him, consumed by love. "She's got the perfect family." Everyone raises their glasses to a toast. And as Valentine rested her head against Arnulfo's chest, she knew that it didn't matter what tomorrow held, they'd already won. Because this time,

The woman shoved the waiter away and hissed, “Move! I’m here to catch my boyfriend in the act! “He’s been spending all this money on Valentine's Day to see her! I’m not going to be satisfied until I skin that fox alive!” The group of women trailing behind her echoed after her, “That woman must have a death wish to try to steal Amora Smith’s man!” “We’re going to make her regret ever being born!” I stayed in my seat and braced myself for the rowdy scene I was about to witness. This group of people seemed like the bad sort. Whoever they were after was going to be in a world of trouble.