Overwatch Valentine Novels & Stories

Valentine was ready to stop the cargo. “Time out!” he shouts “This is the end of the road for you today, stop and hand over whatever you are carrying or else it will be bloody” he shouts at them but the carriages weren’t stopping, forcefully, he didn’t need to put extra effort anymore when he sees them up close, Valentine could see the humans pointing their crossbows at him. But well, that wouldn’t be enough to worry him even if it was a silver arrow, such a trivial thing could only catch his attention at best.

My breath is steady, my body buzzing with the rush of adrenaline. Valentine watches me, his expression unreadable at first. Then, after a long moment, he steps forward, lifting a hand to my jaw, tilting my face up to his. “You’ve gotten exponentially stronger,” he says softly. There’s something like pride in his tone, but it’s more than that. It’s admiration. It’s love. It sends a strange warmth through me. Achilles lies on the ground, groaning dramatically. “Okay, that sucked.” Valentine releases him from his control, and the tension in his body unravels instantly.

"There's some - thing on my - my leg'. She stuttered. I flash the light on her legs and notice a tiny green snake wrapping itself around her leg. I quickly pick up a stick and fling it away. I pulled her in for a hug. Inhaling her sweet rosy scent that somehow, made me relaxed too. She intertwined our arms together as we enter the house and freshen up. We deserve to rest!

Kael Blackclaw, the Rogue King, disguised himself as a delivery man to assassinate my mate, the Alpha of the Moonbane pack, Lucas Wolfgang. However, it was Valentine's Day that day, and Lucas was busy celebrating a romantic evening with his lover and childhood friend elsewhere. When Kael realized that he had failed in his assassination, he took my daughter, Tina Wolfgang, as hostage and forced me to drink the deadly wolfsbane potion. I tried my best to distract him with lighthearted chatting while sending Lucas an SOS signal through our mind link.

He introduced himself, "I'm Ronald Weeks, lady. Twenty-three years old, and I've just graduated from college. Oh, here's a gift for you." He took out a pot of mint, apparently from out of nowhere. The smell sobered me up, and I was half-amused. "It is Valentine's Day today. And you gave me this?" "Yes. I bought this for you," said Ronald earnestly. "Why?" "You're a beautiful woman, and yet you still came to this place on Valentine's Day. I'm sure you know that this place can give you something better than a relationship." No arguments against that. I grabbed Ronald's hand and asked him to drink with me. When I sobered up once more, it was already the next day. I found myself in an unfamiliar

“Have a seat, Leilah.” Colby assisted me in the seat in front of this Blake guy while he took the seat beside him. There were folders on the table and Blake is drinking wine. “Leilah, this is my adoptive brother, Blake Valentino. Blake, this is my biological sister, Leilah Rivera.” Colby introduced us. Blake reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rivera.” His voice is sultry and wispy. It sounded like sea waves crashing inside my ears.

I said and Chloe smiled "You really like this guy , don't you?" "I don't know" I shook my head "You missed him when he stopped bothering you , waking up every 2 a.m everyday because you remembered every moment that you spend with him in this time and the fact that you only see him Val.. you like this guy" "I guess" "Love isn't about one person fighting alone Valentine , it's about 2 people. If there's only one person who fights.. there will be time for them to give up"

It seemed he was a few cards short of a deck. “What, are you dissatisfied?” Withered Valentine was not angry but started to show off instead. “Listen up. I’m known as Withered Valentine. I only have two favorites: women and hearts! So far...” Withered Valentine arrogantly began to brag. “I’ve toyed with 999 women, and I’ve also eaten... 888 fresh hearts. You’ll be the 889th!” His small triangular eyes were fixed on Andrius’ heart, bursting with a greedy and sinister light. He could not help but flick out his scarlet tongue and lick his lips.

I can see the surroundings and it's all done reconstruction. "Sister Analisse!" Yanli ran towards me, waving his hands with his big smile. I couldn't help but to smile back because of his cute appearance. His clothes still have stains from his work, it seems that they are still going about their business despite what happened, his clothes are very long so I am worried that he might step on them and suddenly fall to the ground. But luckily he arrived peacefully and without a scar in front of me. "Hello, Yanli!" Eve cheerfully greeted him, he smiled at her and gave her something, it's a petal flower. Eve was so amazed by it and thanked him.

~~Vanessa~~ Have you ever heard of the phrase ‘Walk of shame?’ I learned this phrase from Paige years ago. When a woman has a one-night stand with a man and then escapes in the morning before he wakes up? That walk back home is a walk of shame. Every year on February fifteenth after Valentine's Day. The both of us sit by my window, a cup of popcorn in both our hands and we watch women do the walk of shame back home and even sometimes men. We both laughed so hard each time, but today….I'm in their shoes.