Overwatch Valentine Novels & Stories

“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"

He realized it wasn't Sun Hi but still he wonder why someone would sit out here alone. "Hello Miss are you OK?" He said walking up to her. The lady slowly looked up on him walking towards her, he noticed she shift but suddenly their eyes locked to each other. "Mr Hyin" she whispered but he heard. "Miss Valentine what are you doing out here alone?" he asked keeping his voice strong. "I was in town so I came by for a walk and time catch up on me" Shay said with a smile hiding her pain. She was good at hiding her agony behind her sweet smile, the light in the park barely showed the tears dried up on her face so Leon didn't think anything was wrong.

The head waiter nodded and served them; he took a glass of Lemonade on one of the waiter’s tray, placed it on the table in front of Vivian, before grabbing a glass of red wine and placing it before Chris. As soon as they left, another set of waiters approached Chris and Vivian and served them appetizers. “Christopher Ryan Smith!” A very familiar voice called. Chris stood up, almost gave Edward a handshake but Edward pulled him into a hug instead. “It’s been a while buddy. I’m so happy to see you!” Edward smiled, pulling away from the hug. “Same here. Happy Birthday man, long life and prosperity.” “Thanks, buddy! I hope you brought me a present.” He grinned.

I shook my head, trying to breathe through the panic clawing at my chest. "You're shaking," he murmured, his voice softer now. "Because people are shooting at us, Alexander!" His lips brushed my temple, a fleeting, possessive touch. "I told you... I'd protect you." More footsteps echoed through the wreckage, but before Alexander could raise his gun... A deep, voice cut through the smoke. "Valente... looks like you've got something I want." I felt Alexander's entire body go still against mine. He knew that voice. And from the way his fingers tightened around me...

We stayed that way for a moment, checking each other out like we were seeing each other for the first time. “Wouldn’t this be counter productive?” I eyed our intertwined fingers. “Hot and cold.” He kissed my hand in his. “Wh-What?” My stuttered, way too focused on his lips touching my skin. “Scarlett loves the chase. Plus, she’d suspect if I just gave her all my attention straight away. Some resistance wouldn’t hurt, especially one as hot as you.” He winked again and I damn near almost jumped him right there in the car. A hard k

The lie would start falling apart. So I walked to the café three blocks from campus. It wasn’t a pack place, just a cozy little fusion café with warm lights, polished wooden tables, and the best hot chocolate I’d ever tasted. They served everyone there — shifters and vampires. I knew Valentine's day was a big deal especially among shifters, but I didn't expect this small non-pack café was packed too. Almost every table full — mostly shifter couples sharing plates, splitting desserts, laughing at each other's phones. Heart-shaped paper cutouts taped to the windows. A playlist of slow songs I didn't recognize playing through the ceiling speakers.

If protecting him meant watching her, I wouldn't take my eyes off her for a second. HORACE "Overdose my foot." I paced the length of my room, the ghost of an autopsy report burning behind my eyelids. "She lost enough blood to fill a bucket. You don't just sleep through that." Elisha would never understand because I can't exactly spill the fact that Valentina is my mate. I need her around at all costs. I can't be far from her, my wolf is already spiraling whenever she isn't near. I hate to admit it, but I’m already addicted to her presence, even though she pisses me off half the time. I dragged a hand down my face. This is going to be one hell of a long revenge.

"Really see her. Not as my daughter, not as Ethan's weird sister, not as a political asset. Just... her." Victor was silent for a long moment, memories of his own mate surfacing unbidden. "And you believe my son sees her that way?" "I believe he's starting to." Ethan Sr. moved to pour himself another measure of whiskey. "Tonight, outside her studio, I heard them talking. He put her Valentine back together. Every piece." The Alpha's eyebrows rose. "A Valentine?" "She gave him one this morning. He tore it up without looking, thought it was a message from my son." The Beta's jaw tightened. "She ran. He spent the rest of the day trying to make it right."

I warn myself not to do this every darn day, but I still do and end up walking into someone - and today is no different. The chest I bump into feels like solid rock and when I nearly keel over backward, an arm gets slipped around my waist and I slam right into that chest. “Gotcha,” came the silky purr of Valentine. He’s wearing a wide grin on his face and those green eyes sparkle as if they were gemstones. I should be used to the color since it’s similar to my own, but there’s just something about his eyes…. “Oh! Uhm… thank you,” I stutter and try to wiggle out of his hold, but he doesn’t budge. Instead, his smile falters a bit, and his bows crinkle into a small frown.