Patrick Star Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

On Valentine's Day, I waited for my husband at the restaurant where he had made a reservation. My heart was full of love. I had just become pregnant with our baby. Suddenly, eight women barged into the restaurant. The one leading the charge was a woman dressed in a halter top, tight leather pants, and stilettos. The waiter approached them, “Hello, miss. Do you have a reservation? I’m afraid we are fully booked for the night.” The woman shoved the waiter away and hissed, “Move! I’m here to catch my boyfriend in the act!

“I hope there’s some of those German chocolate things I like.” “There are two certainties about Valentine’s Day. Sles always gets something from her Wonder Pup. And chocolate is half price tomorrow.” the redheaded Jack laughed from his spot on the couch. “I like chocolate.” The tall, muscular, black man declared as he followed Celeste towards the dining room table.

I breathe out snappily as his finger draws circles around my tummy before he moves them up a little, his finger trailing across the area below my breasts before he takes them back down as hooks his fingers around the waistband of my pants then leaving it to denounce against my skin. "Valentine cupcake. Today is Valentine, and I'm guessing you must know what that means so what are you giving me. " He inches closer to me, his fingers now playing with my belly button. I try to distract myself from what he's doing to me and think of what he just said now. Did he just saw today is Valentine? Like the lovers' day? Real valentine? How the hell did that skipped my mind? Well technically, I don't rea

Last Easter, Star and Theo had wound up stuck together in his family's mountain cabin until they'd worked out their differences and patched up their relationship. But it couldn't be Val's turn yet. He was the youngest. He wasn't even turning thirty. Summer and Sam had to be ahead of him on the list. They simply had to. Val wasn't anywhere near ready to settle down. He was, however, ready to make a serious pass at Ms. Corazon Lopez. While he ate his breakfast, he logged on to email Cora. Before he could though, he found a surprise waiting in his inbox. "From: Compu-Cupid

“Thank you so much, Ecto! Now I’m super-psyched for prom!” After lunch, Mrs. Lapuz made up Kate’s face and did her hair. Valentine’s Day wasn’t a national holiday in the Philippines but plenty of high schools made it a holiday so their juniors and seniors could prepare for the big night (in the case of CITS High, 11th and 12th-graders). Kate’s ma and pa both had work but Mrs. Lapuz had time to help Kate get ready.

Slowly, an unfamiliar feeling began to dawn on her—an understanding that this wasn't just friendship, but something more profound. One night, while counting the days since Jay had last been at the university, her eyes fell upon a specific date—February 14th. It struck her suddenly—it was Valentine's Day, the day Jay had given her the rose. A surge of electricity seemed to course through her heart as she finally grasped what Jay had been trying to convey to her that day till midnight.

I didn't see anything, which was fine by me. "Thank you Paula." I told her. "Hey, I like that scarf, is that for Valentine's Day?" "It is as a matter of fact." Paula said with a shrug. "Probably all I'll do to celebrate the day, but hey it's something right?" I nodded, thrilled that my little segue had worked. I was reaching into my sweatshirt for the rose, when Paula surprised me first by reaching out and handing me a small heart shaped box of chocolates. "Speaking of, happy Valentine's Day Jamie."

Calvin had completely lost his nerve, collapsing to the floor and bowing frantically. "Godfather, please spare me! I didn't know she belonged to you! "I truly meant to offer her to you! "I'm Quinn's boyfriend! We were about to get married!" Calvin was trying to cling to this final straw. The moment the word 'boyfriend' left his mouth, the violence in Jackson's eyes exploded. The air went suddenly cold. Then, he laughed. It was a laugh that made everyone's skin crawl. "Boyfriend? "You think you're worthy of being her boyfriend?"

The hypocrisy smelt rank, after all the times she had withheld her body from him, halted his advances with a cold rebuttal. "Why are you still so kind to parsley, after everything she's done to you?" Pleaded Valerie, trying to gather stephan in her arms as he stood statue-like. "Don't feel bad… Baby" She pressed her head into his chest and squeezed him tight, trying to thaw his mind that seemed to have been flash-frozen. A faint smile crossed her lips. She knew that there was no way for parsley to marry stephan now, not after this omnishambles. If there was ever a time for her and stephan to cement their love for each other, it was now.

Kisa nodded furiously, "Let's have some meat skewers." Gilbert crossed his arms across his chest and side-eyed her. "I assume you're not trying to exhaust me because you're worried that I'll do something to you when we get home?" Kisa laughed awkwardly, "How could I? You're so strong your energy could never be depleted." "You bet!" the man snorted. However, he still agreed to her request. "Alright. We'll go for meat skewers." It was Valentine's Day, so the streets were packed with people even at this hour.