Quotes Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

I promise to update more juicy details Happy Valentine's Day in advance, I hope you all enjoy the day with your loved ones. Love, Grace

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.

She has been bickering me to buy something for her anna. "Yeah! I know... I know... But it's your FIRST valentines day after the wedding. I don't want you to regret it later for not doing anything and you can't reverse time to celebrate it again. Here, I am doing a big favour. So shut your mouth and pick something romantic for him. Also, I don't want my cousin to stand stupidly if my anna gives her some gift. What will you do then?" "Yeah right... Like it would be his first priority! He already has lots of things to deal with, Vidhu. I highly doubt even if he remembers that valentines day happened to be on the 14th of February. So hurry up and let's go home, please. "

He only looked at me with a twinkle of mirth in his eyes. Emma's face darkened slightly upon hearing their words. She shot me a challenging glance as she said, "It's just as well that you're here, Ophelia. I just bought a little trinket on my way here. You should take a look at it." She didn't bother waiting for my response as she pulled out a velvet box and opened it before Caleb. "Valentine's Day is coming up, so I had these custom-made. Do you like them, Caleb?"

I whirl around to glare at him, but he just leans casually against a nearby tombstone, smirking. “Something like that,” I mutter, turning back to the grave. “She and her little crew said I looked like crap, so I told her she didn’t exactly look impressive either.” There’s a loud, theatrical hoot behind me. “Well, well!” Valentine exclaims, clapping his hands. “North finally grows a spine! Shame it’s made of Styrofoam.” I snap my head around. “Excuse me?” “Come on,” he says, grinning. “That’s the best you could come up with? ‘You don’t look impressive’? She’s probably crying herself to sleep right now.”

"It's okay, it's not your fault. I'll just be happy when you finally get to be here with me." "Yeah?" "Yes." "Me too." Two weeks later and I got a knock on my front door. I was on the phone with Liam again, getting ready for work. It was Valentine's Day which was a themed day at the club. We could dress as Cupid and everything was going to be pink and red. It was the one of my favorites because for some reason, men loved us wearing feminine colors. I'm also sure that Kade pumped up the pheromones through the air vents.

As the morning sun peeked through the curtains, Zion strolled into the room, a tray filled with an array of Ayva's favorite foods in hand. With a mischievous grin, he greeted her in a singsong voice, "Good morning, sunshine!" His playful tone was accompanied by a falsetto voice as he exclaimed. "Guess what day it is? It's Valentine's Day and you're starting the day with breakfast in bed!"

So when Delbert appeared in front of Harriet with a huge bouquet of roses, Harriet blinked her doe eyes in confusion. "Uh... Delbert, what's this?" "You should know what I mean." Delbert stepped aside, letting Ben bring up all 999 roses and place them on the ground one by one. In a short while, the empty living room was filled with roses. Delbert stepped towards Harriet and handed her the special bouquet he held. Harriet paused for a moment, "All these roses are for me?" Delbert paused then said softly, "Yes, today is the Valentine's Day."

To end two years of long distance, I quit my job behind my boyfriend's back on Valentine's Day and moved to his city. The candlelit dinner he'd promised to welcome me turned into him leaving halfway through when his boss Diana called, asking him to entertain a client over drinks. I told myself it was just the way corporate life worked. We made plans to see an exhibition that weekend. We'd barely reached the entrance when another call pulled him away to fix an urgent proposal for Diana. I told myself he was just ambitious. We'd planned an island getaway to celebrate my birthday. The night before we were supposed to leave, he called. His voice was tinged with guilt. "Diana says this business t

I was shaking all over with anger, gripping my phone so tightly it felt like it might crack in my hand. The post was still gaining traction, and the comment section was filled with filth—vile, disgusting words that were hard to even read. "Girls these days really know how to play. Valentine’s Day with no protection, just chasing thrills." "She looks so innocent. Didn’t expect her to be this wild, roleplaying the whole ‘sister-brother’ thing."