Overwatch Valentine Novels & Stories

"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."

“I’m glad everyone could make it.” “Do you have someone waiting to sabotage us?” Oliver hissed. “Is that why you’re so excited about having us here?” Edwina glared at him. “I’m feeling so in love with you with all of this flirting, Oliver. I might have to jump you right here.” He glared. “You couldn’t fucking handle me, sweetheart.” “Funny, the universe seems to think that we fit just right.” “These two are mates?” Valentina said. “They look like they want to murder each other.”

I opened the first one. TWIN: Hey ass I'm sure you're having fun.. please use a condom coz I know you're going to break your virginity... I laughed and opened one from the one and only Valentia.. VAL: Hey, I shouldn't even be texting you... I just wanted to say nice game today. You really outdid yourself. The school will be proud. That's all I wanted to say on the call. Have a good weekend. I smiled, she was sweet sometimes.. when she wasn't being a bitch.

"Alright." A few days later, Eugene scraped together a loan, and the two of them quickly threw together a small, private wedding. Valerie was terrified of her parents finding out, so they only invited Eugene's side of the family, keeping the entire affair a secret from her own. By that afternoon, I received the wedding video in my inbox, courtesy of the event company they had hired. I genuinely spared no expense on Valerie's care, providing her with a medical team that monitored her daily. I made sure she had the best nutrition and the most expensive prenatal supplements.

His mom was already standing there, watching us expectantly. "And while we are giving thanks to the Moon Goddess," Alpha David went on, "I would like to say a special thanks of my own, because, as I'm sure you have all heard, my sons have met their mate," he finished, looking to his left where Liz, Tyler, Ryder and I now stood together on the side of the stage. Alpha David went on to introduce me as "Katelyn Grey, mate to Tyler and Ryder Valentine, and future Luna of the River Gorge Pack."

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

Luckily her friend was there all the way to support her. "You can do this Valentine. You are strong." Valentine swallowed her friend's words hook, line and sinker. She needed the motivation. Now more than ever. Putting in on a polite smile for the show, Valentine pushed the door open and walked right in. Her gaze caught Alpha Jason first. He looked calculated and his attention seemed to be fixated on something on his finger. Then she shifted her gaze to meet Devin Crow. Disgust immediately filled her heart. Her legs stopped working for a brief moment and she stared. He did the same but in place of the grim line that existed between her lips, Devin was smiling. The thoughts that ran through h

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... He hated it.

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.

My nostrils twitched as they got their fill of his favorite citrus perfume with a hint of melon and cucumber. Throwing caution to the wind, I gave in to my capricious heart and let myself wallow in Caleb’s warmth. It had been so long since our bodies connected like this, and I missed his warmth. Caleb, too, did not feel like he would release his hold on me anytime soon. The embrace lasted for a while and was only disrupted when Oakley tugged at Caleb’s sleeves to get his attention. “What about Wax, daddy? You did not get him anything for Valentine's.”