My Savage Valentine Novels & Stories

"What are you up to, Val? You are looking fine as hell. It is giving 'rich Alpha sugar daddy bankrolling my entire existence.' It is giving 'self-employed and thriving.'" Valentine let out a bark of laughter, tossing his head back. "Oh, honey, I wish! It is actually a nine-to-five. Although, let’s be real, in my line of work, it is pretty much a twenty-four-seven. I am on call until my legs give out, but the beauty is that I actually get paid for the extra hours. It is the one job that has kept me afloat since I touched down from overseas. It is the only reason I’m not selling my organs on the black market right now."

"What are they calling me?" Darius finally let out a short laugh. "The Savage Luna." I froze. I stared at him, my mouth dropping open slightly. I was completely dumbfounded. "The what?" I asked, my voice flat. "The Savage Luna," Darius repeated, and this time he didn't even try to hide his grin. "People are talking about the way you handled Rydan. They’re saying you didn't just kill him, you ended a whole era with total brutality. They saw the way you stood between two Alphas and told them both to back off. They think you're a force of nature, Lyra."

I pressed my forehead to that molten glass and whispered the truth I’d been choking on for months. “I want her to myself. I want her mouth, her moans, her mornings, her nights. I want her belly swollen with my child, my mark on her throat, my storm in her blood. I want to be the only one who ever makes her come so hard she forgets her own name.” The bond answered with a vicious surge and another scream tore out of me, and the second blast was worse. The entire valley vanished and when the smoke cleared, there was nothing left but a smoking crater five miles wide and me in the center, wings dripping liquid lightning, chest heaving, and eyes glowing.

Summary: A young woman gets a surprise gift from her husband on valentine's day. It turns out to be a glimpse of her past life, and she finds herself pleading to be used by not one, but several strangers. •••••••••••• A Valentine's Slut (Part 1)

"What's your name?" "I'm Valerie" she answered and I immediately wrote it down in a small book. My main goal is to find employees who are unfriendly and hate me. They must be taught how to appreciate and respect their superiors. One by one I wrote them down even though my legs were tired from standing. And until the last division, my calves were stiff. I stood still in place without a single person caring about me. David, who had been watching me all this time, immediately walked quickly over to me and carried me bridal style. Because I couldn't walk anymore, I didn't refuse it. All eyes are looking at us, it's bound to be a hot gossip scene.

Savage says, giving us hope. “Thank you," we say gratefully. I really hope Mrs. Savage is right because I can't imagine my life without Dakoda. She's the reason we wake up every morning. She has brought so much joy into our lives these past few months. I know it sounds dramatic for a teenage guy to say, but you don't know Dakoda like I do. When she enters a room, it lights up, and when she's not there for a while, it feels dim and lonely.

oh she lived. ,Maybe it was just five minutes, maybe it was for hours or even days, but Savannah remained in the bathroom, releasing all the sorrow and rage and guilt that she had suppressed for so long. She felt drained and numb, but also lighter. She knew she had to face the world again, and she couldn't let anyone see her vulnerability. She had to act like everything was normal, like she was normal. She had to survive, for herself and for her baby's memory. This time, Savannah changed her mind. She was going to successfully get the Seal and it would be her tool in destroying Valeria

He was holding a microphone as he walked into the center. “Welcome fellow inmates.” His voice boomed in the ring, “We’ve gathered here for yet another fight between an Alpha and a Vampire. Let us first present the Werewolf that stands one-ninety centimeters in height and one-ninety-one pounds of solid muscle. He’s known to be one of the most ruthless creatures in Dark Water prison and is famously known as the Savage Alpha, presenting Maverick Randolf!”

I whirl around to glare at him, but he just leans casually against a nearby tombstone, smirking. “Something like that,” I mutter, turning back to the grave. “She and her little crew said I looked like crap, so I told her she didn’t exactly look impressive either.” There’s a loud, theatrical hoot behind me. “Well, well!” Valentine exclaims, clapping his hands. “North finally grows a spine! Shame it’s made of Styrofoam.” I snap my head around. “Excuse me?” “Come on,” he says, grinning. “That’s the best you could come up with? ‘You don’t look impressive’? She’s probably crying herself to sleep right now.”

I winced as she ran the brush through a tangled part of my hair. “What if she speaks to me?” “Then answer as plain and short as possible" she points the brush threadedly at me, "I know what you can do, but this time listen to me” Valentine’s appearance has thrown everyone off their axis. Niko was unprepared and was furious by it, Tommy wasn’t his usual smiling self, and Maria is being more serious than usual, so I said the only thing I could “Okay” ** Valentina Salvatore is very different from how I imagined. Granted I just learned of her existence less than an hour ago but still, I had enough time to paint a picture in my head.