My Savage Valentine Novels & Stories

“What is this about? Is this about what happened yesterday?” “You are sick! Why are you even acting as if you’re the innocent one here?” I told him, and he still has the audacity to look confused. “I’m telling…” He was about to start talking, but I cut him right before he could even spit some words that might change my mind. “I saw the list.” I spat, and just as I thought, Valentine’s eyes popped. “How to destroy a f***boy huh!” “F***! F****! F****!” Valentine began yelling as he ultimately realizes why am I acting like a woman on her period. “It’s a mistake. This is a mistake.”

Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes, my breath coming in shattered gasps. “Please, I need—” Caelum’s thumb pressed harder and he finally whispered against my lips, “Come for us.” And just like that, I shattered. A scream tore from my throat as wave after wave crashed through me, violent and blinding. My back bowed completely off Lucien’s chest, every muscle clamping down as ecstasy ripped through me without mercy. I writhed against Caelum’s hand, helpless to stop the flood of sensation flooding every nerve ending.

Mrs. Willow's expression shifted to one of concern as she replied, "Pascal, you're still fixated on those who wanted you dead?" Valentine Anderson's brow furrowed deeply in frustration – this was not the acknowledgment he had hoped for. With a chill in his voice, he corrected her, "Don't call me that. My name is Valentine Anderson." Unperturbed by his frosty demeanor, Mrs. Willow casually slid a series of photographs across the table. Upon seeing the contents, Valentine's eyes widened in sheer disbelief. He rubbed his eyes as if to clear them from a trick of the light, but the images remained unchanged.

Lisa taunted, raising an eyebrow mockingly. "You bitch!” Valerie said vexedly, wishing she could stand up and slap Lisa across her beautifully made face, and leave a permanent mark, but sadly she can't, “Your fucking husband did this to me. His deranged assailant left me for dead, with damn knives stuck in each of my legs, I went through excruciating pain for days! And now I can never walk again!" Valerie seethed with hatred and anger as she spoke every word. "Now, I will have my revenge by taking away his most prized possession… His precious Jade," she added, her eyes burning with vengeful determination, and turned to her men and said, “How do you think Trey will feel when he sees a superhe

“Tonight I’m going to fill you so deep you’ll feel me for days. No more pretending I don't want to fuck this pretty little cunt of yours?” My heart slams against my ribs. “He’ll kill you. He’ll kill all of you.” “Let him try.” Valiente’s other hand slides up my thigh, pushing the ruined dress higher. “I’ve waited months to bury myself inside you. Months of watching you smile at customers in that fucking flower shop, months of knowing my uncle was going to parade you around like a trophy. I’m done waiting.” He kisses me again, brutal this time, teeth clashing, tongue demanding. I whimper into his mouth, hands pushing weakly at his chest, but he just pins my wrists above my head with one hand.

Norah sounded relieved and smiled apologetically to Stephan: "Savannah's just shy. Why don't you both hash it out in private?" stephan left, and Valerie glared after them, a storm passing over her face. Envy stabbed at her heart: She longed for him to take her and marry her. She'd given herself to him, and he'd accepted, filling her and completing her in ways she didn't know was possible. It wasn't enough, she decided, to be hidden away. Why couldn't he acknowledge their love? Because of parsley? What a joke. And deep inside, a plan started to form.

Valentine can heal way faster than Jason, consequent upon the fact that he is the product of an Original and Turned—the first of his kind, although he has no idea who he really is. But as the fight drags on, Jason begins to notice a change in Valentine—a darkening of his aura, a feral glint in his eyes that sets him on edge. Valentine’s movements become more erratic, more savage, as if he’s tapping into something primal, something darker than anything Jason has ever encountered. "What the hell are you?" Jason gasps, struggling to catch his breath as Valentine’s attacks grow more relentless. Valentine’s lips pull back in a grin that is more snarl than smile. "Something you can’t even begin to

my mouth barks right into Mirelle Duskwater's smug face, my silver eyes flashing with a wicked heat that makes the surrounding delta females take a step back. "If you do not read this written apology over the campus horn-speaker, Zafira, our entire sophomore class will be banned from the sacred territory hunts because your claws offended the true heiress of the Nightvale Bloodline!" Sandra Jones snarls from the shadows of the corridor, her tail bristling with a fake, self-righteous anger. "Vaelira’s father was going to fund our entire winter potion supplies, but now the Nightvale Enterprise has completely cut our pack off because of your unranked insolence!" "So my darling sister Vaelira is

Fighting through the wolfsbane fog, ignoring the way it burned in my veins, reaching for that distant heartbeat with everything I had left. I'm here. I'm still here. Please — if you can hear me — I'm still fighting. Don't give up. Don't— A flicker. Just for a moment — less than a heartbeat — the fog parted and something came through. Not words. Something deeper. A surge of emotion that wasn't my own. Determination so fierce it tasted like iron. Fury so hot it burned. And love. Love so overwhelming it cracked something open in my chest. Fao.

I screamed, lunging forward. With a sharp crack, the sapphire crystal face shattered instantly, sending delicate parts flying everywhere. My heart shattered along with it. Even my livestream followers were stunned by her madness. The chat went completely silent at that moment. "See that? That's how much you mean to him. Worthless!" Cassidy laughed like a maniac while grinding the broken watch face beneath her sharp stiletto heel. "Why do you treasure this worthless piece of junk so much?" "I'll kill you!" I charged at her, tackled her to the ground, and rained down punches.