Patrick Star Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

It was Valentine's Day. My girlfriend, Christy Lawrence, and I walked hand-in-hand as we visited a popular tourist destination in Sarlington. The place was crawling with photographers for hire. They were handing out their flyers to everyone who walked by while asking, "Hey there! Would you like to take a photo?" As we walked through one of the archways, one of the photographers stuffed his flyer into my hand before noticing my face. Flashing me a grin, he said, "Want a photo? Oh, wait a minute. This isn't the one you brought with you the last time!"

"No, I cannot. You will marry Willow and I don't want to have anything to do with you." Patrick ignored her and he pulled opened her zip from her back to find her watermelons and Loveth stared to him in shocked. "Fine, I will purchased a phone for you, but you will promise me not to use it, untill you're thru with all you're doing, and on break." Loveth's face beamed and she held his handsome dark face happily. "Are you sure?" She smiled to him and this time Patrick nodded and smiled back. "Yes, but you will kiss me first."

Marcus was accompanying his assistant Sarah to the prenatal care wing, his hand hovering protectively over her back. Being an Omega without a wolf spirit, I couldn't sense mate bonds or smell pregnancy pheromones like other wolves could. But watching Sarah lovingly caress her swollen belly, no enhanced senses were needed to understand what I was seeing. "I'm so sorry the morning sickness made us late, Marcus. Some Valentine's Day this turned out to be." "Are you kidding? Finding out I'm going to be a father to a pure-blooded wolf pup... this is the greatest Valentine's gift I could ever receive."

KRIS: It was Saturday and Valentine was hosting a pool party at his place. Paige and I walked into the compound to see it was filled. It was supposed to be a pool party for just our group of friends but the place was crowded. That was how popular Valentine had become. "Yo!! Paige". Chris called out from the pool deck. Our eyes immediately located him and we went to meet him. He'd actually left us after waiting for a long time. Lexi didn't come. She said something about being busy at home.

“Harry, why are you hitting a little girl? If people find out, it won’t make us look good. Why don’t we make a bet for five hundred thousand?” Harry seemed interested. “Sounds fun. What’s the bet?” The man smiled meaningfully and replied, “It’s Valentine’s Day. Let’s see if she can sell 200 roses at the night market.” Everyone laughed in response. “Someone who can’t even talk selling flowers? Are you serious?” “Come on, man. You’re not planning on letting her go, are you?” I thought that I would be rescued, but I ended up in a worse situation instead. When Harry saw how hopeless I looked, he quickly agreed to the bet.

She squeaked. “It's a long story, Paige. But I think he isn’t entirely mad at me anymore” I replied and she screamed. “Oh, my gee! I’m so happy for you, bae. Finally. Well, it's a good thing, you know? I mean, you can’t have your mate mad at you when valentine's day is right around the corner” she said and I rose my brows. Oh! Valentine's Day. I almost forgot. It was three days.

In my right hand, a very expensive bottle of champagne, his favourite as well, which, I chuckled to myself, left me a little broke. I walked down the hallway of Montague tech, and then pressed the elevator button that would take me to the floor of my boyfriend's office. Today was Valentine's Day and I was going to propose to my boyfriend of three years. I know he was the one that was traditionally meant to propose to me, but he was pretty indecisive, and we had soulmate energy. Why wait any longer when we could tie the knot now? And knowing him, he'd be appreciative that I actually put my foot first, he'd say yes. We were too good together. I could feel it in my bones.

Louis just glared at him, causing Volstrige to take a step back. “Damn, I told you not to bother him this morning. Looks like he didn’t have a good time with Ma’am Elaine,” Volstrige said. “What’s the occasion?” one of them asked, surprising the three of them. Volstrige cleared his throat and confidently spoke. “Valentine’s Day is when lovers express their affection with greetings and gifts.” Brennon immediately slapped him. “Idiot, you’re holding a cheat sheet. Give me your phone!” Brennon said as he wrestled with Volstrige because he hadn’t finished reading what was on the screen.

My whole body shivered uncontrollably. Ian… How could he? Out there, with another woman? And so recklessly that it landed them in a hospital? The realization was like a blow to the gut. My breath hitched painfully, and I clung to the wall for support. Why did I have to find out like this—while carrying his child? Why did he have to betray me, especially today, of all days? Valentine's Day. Suddenly, a sharp, stabbing pain gripped my belly. I bent over, barely able to stay on my feet, while the voices around me continued unabated.

Those tiny fingers trails itself on my bulge, sending electrified wave through my body. Without a second thought, I claimed her luscious lips, her fingers tangled in my hair as she returned the kiss a like more passionate. I thought of clearing the table and having her right there at that moment but on a second thought, I didn't. We have a long night and I need to savour every bit of it. "Tonight, we are young, sweetheart." I mumbled between kisses. It took me every morsel of self control left in me to untangle myself from the steamy passion.