Nick Valentine Fanart Novels & Stories

I cut him and looked straight into his eyes while he's avoiding eye contact with me "You're the guy who always sends me that letter every year on my birthday?" I asked and he just stayed silent. I hate him being like this.. I rather have him annoying me than having him stay silent to everything I say "Why? Do you like me?" I asked and that make him looked at me "I'm dating Natalia , Valentine" "I'm not a fool Joey" I said coldly "What exactly do you want Valentine?" Valentine.. it felt so long hearing that name.. Last time I heard it came out from his mouth was November.. he said it again after almost 3 months

Nick snarls. I grip his shirt to make sure he doesn’t try to leave. “Calm down, babe; it’s not like me and him are sleeping together; the most he gets out of me are little tap kisses; it will be over soon; you just have to be patient.” I say. Nick glares at me, his eyes changing, his wolf trying to claw his way out. “Tell me, Riah, do you enjoy when his lips are on yours?” Nick is furious.

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.

He started flipping through its pages. As Valerie struggled to rise, Kieran pushed her back down by the nape of her neck. "Come on, darling. No peeking. Let me go," Valerie said. She waved her arms around, trying to swat him, but he was out of reach. On page 53, she turned his photo into a donkey head. On page 72, his nose got a donkey makeover, with his face covered in freckles. And on page 120, he simply vanished. Valerie, the little artist, worked some magic. She gave him rodent teeth, cat whiskers, and swapped his black hair for blazing red waves.

ETHAN She huffed dramatically again and leaned back in her chair while I looked back toward Valerie. She was signing another copy now, tongue peeking slightly against the corner of her lips in concentration while she listened to a nervous fan ramble excitedly about theories surrounding Fabian. Fabian. Jesus Christ. The internet had gone absolutely feral over the fact that Valerie practically admitted the character was inspired by Dominic. They’d compared screenshots, side profiles, eye shapes, jawlines, expressions. Some people even recreated scenes using actual pictures of Dominic beside manga panels and honestly? The resemblance was insane.

The storm in him brewed, and hot breath puffed out his nostrils. To make things worse, on top of his desk, there was a cutout of him and Valen from way back when, but now it had a taped-on chibi Raina hugging Valen’s leg. Vance exploded. Pop! Pop! The balloons erupted like popcorn as he stomped across the room, swiping claws. He knocked over the cutout and all the signs like a bulldozing cyclone. Just as he picked up the last sign that read ‘Stop breaking hearts’, the door creaked.

There so many rogues, hundreds of them with vicious snarl and growl. With those rogues, was Valentine, smirking and a teen boy who probably around eighteen. He looked more vicious than the rogues and I saw chain attached to his neck. The looked at me, and my heart sank, the teen boy exatly looked like Vlad, a carbon copy, his bright blue eyes were like his, but its dead, like all emotion sucked out of it. He had long blond hair coated with grease like he didn’t took a bath for a long time. “Hello, brother,” Valentine said.

"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."

Val rolled her eyes but immediately thought of his warning then waved that thought because he can’t see her now. “I am so happy today” said Val and laid on the bed on her back. “What made you happy?” asked Jack and stopped working. “I will tell you when I meet you”. He always plays with her and irritate her a lot so she wanted to play with him now. “Why wait that long? Can’t you say it now?” asked Jack. Are you serious baby? Playing hard to get huh? “Nope” said Val turning on her front and playing with her fingers. She likes to plant her nails a lot. It’s been so long since she painted her nails so she took her nail kit out and started selecting colors.

yet. "Valentine Hearts, do you have any idea what I am going to do to you?" Arnulfo chuckled. He never thought he would actually say that to her. "No, but I'd love to find out, Arnulfo," Valentine whispered. "Why don't you- aaaaahhhh!" Arnulfo had entered her kitty and was slowly grinding in to her, tickling her flanks, kissing her face her and nibbling her at every few thrusts. She began kissing back, on his lips and cheek.