Quotes Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

’ he chipped in almost immediately. ‘And you too,’ I replied. ‘Tomorrow is Valentine,’ he said, ‘I got you baby. Ours is love forever, and I do love you my Olive plant.’ ...Alarm rings... 6:00 am. It’s Wednesday morning, the 14th of February 2018. ‘Happy birthday Mum, happy Valentine’s day everyone!’ I said. ‘Happy Valentine’s day,’ the already dressed up Stella said. ‘You said we would be going shopping today as early as 6 am, it’s 6 am, let’s get the day rolling Olive. Tick tock says the clock.’ We both laughed.

"He told me he had something special planned. I guess this was it, damn it." "Valentine's Day?" Max parroted. "Yeah, you know. Big day for lovers? Hearts and flowers? Candy? Wine? Maybe jewelry? Big romantic dinner? The works?" "Valentine's Day," Max said again, taking another swallow of beer. "You say that like it's a foreign concept," she snarked. "It happens every February fourteenth. Surely you've heard of it before. Sent flowers to your gaggle of females. Oh, wait. You probably have so many, you order an assistant do it. Someone at the team complex."

Shit. "It's just lunch." It seems easy for Scott to say that. It wasn't Grace’s hands that were suddenly as cold as the North Pole as Scott sat next to him. Calming herself down, Grace tried to return to her enthusiasm for the conversation with Scott. With hope she can reduce the stiff atmosphere that surrounds this table with small talk on the sidelines of lunch. "I hate Valentine's day," Grace said, pouting her lips. "I can't say anything like that," Scott said before shoving the rice into his mouth. "Sales of the company's products are always high in February."

My swelled with so much love for him. He kept on talking about my beautiful smile while I was thinking of how much I wanted to drive him mad with my kisses, but to do that I needed energy. I felt his eyes on me while eating and when I look up to get my glass, he didn't take it off. The way he looks at me with a smile like that makes me feel special, like I was the only one that matters. He barely touched his food and just when I was about asking, he walked up to me and kissed my head - it felt nice, the way he makes me wet without touching me felt so good that I need him badly. I noticed the bulge and I trailed my fingers through it.

I returned her hug and smiled before departing for my home. I came across the gift store while I was on my way home. Should I get William a Valentine's Day gift? I went inside to get some ideas from seeing them while I was thinking about what I should buy and how I should give it to him. What will he like? Does he enjoy chocolates, greeting cards, or flowers? But these sound so girly, right? But a greeting card may be a good gift. It will be simple and cute too. I saw many greeting cards with cute quotes with creative designs. I took a card and read, "Love doesn't need definition. The only important thing in love is you and me." This card sounds like people who were already in love.

I looked up at Taylor, my nails digging so deep into my palms that they nearly broke the skin. Ethan let out an impatient sigh. “It’s late. Why aren’t you staying home where you belong? What are you doing here? “And now you’ve ruined the mood, stirring up trouble for no reason!” Tears slipped silently down my cheeks. Not only had he forgotten about our Valentine’s Day, but the promises he once made—to cherish me for a lifetime, to always treat me well—had also crumbled into nothing.

He was too busy building a new life with an another she-wolf. I wiped my tears, clutching the Moonlight Blessing herb in my pocket. Yes, I'd found an herb worth $100 million, and I'd planned to tell him tonight during our Valentine's Day celebration. I was going to share how I'd already given notice at the herb shop so I could focus on raising Noah. But now... Well, he didn't need to know about the herb. Five years of dedication had led to this moment of clarity. It was time to walk away.

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

Avery gave her some ideas, then they hung up. In the blink of an eye, it was Valentine's Day. Avery was sleeping soundly in her husband's arms. Xavier opened his beautiful eyes and kissed her until she woke up. He smiled brightly at his wife and said, "Happy Valentine's Day, my stunning wife." Avery smiled sweetly at him and replied, "Happy Valentine's Day to you too, my handsome husband." Then she kissed her on his lips. At that moment, someone knocked on the door. Xavier got out of bed and opened the door. The staff member handed him a bouquet of Blue Iris Flowers and a bouquet of one hundred Red Roses.

Before the scolding comes to an end the atypically peaceful day, I step forward and hold out the bouquet towards him. “For you!” I say hurriedly, and he looks at me in disbelief at my lame attempt to escape a scolding. Valentin holds the flowers in one hand and picks up a bloody card with the other. He opens it and reads the contents, and I freeze, because I wonder who it's from and I'm scared of what's written there. “I love you and I won't let you run away from the feeling out of fear” Valentin reads the sentence out loud, on purpose, attracting the attention of the curious. “I didn't know that what you felt for me was love, miss.”