Ralph Valentines Novels & Stories

Kael Blackclaw, the Rogue King, disguised himself as a delivery man to assassinate my mate, the Alpha of the Moonbane pack, Lucas Wolfgang. However, it was Valentine's Day that day, and Lucas was busy celebrating a romantic evening with his lover and childhood friend elsewhere. When Kael realized that he had failed in his assassination, he took my daughter, Tina Wolfgang, as hostage and forced me to drink the deadly wolfsbane potion. I tried my best to distract him with lighthearted chatting while sending Lucas an SOS signal through our mind link.

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.

I could hear my ringing tone blasting from the other end of the room, how far did I drop it last night? It was Nathan who was calling me, I frowned as my eyes combated the caller ID, and I was unable to answer the phone call. I remember Travis said something about Guillotine, if I remember correctly, Guillotine is the author of the book Valentine’s Day. I picked up my phone and surfed through the internet. “Valentine’s Day,” I said aloud as I typed it into the search bar, it took a few seconds to load, and when the information came. “February 14, is also known as Valentine’s Day.”

Valerie would always make unwanted suggestions at times. "I'll volunteer and help them try to find a cure. I studied medicine, remember?" She grinned. I felt an array of hope. My hands slipped firmly to her waist, "Are you sure about helping?" "Yes," She beamed and pressed her lips against mine. This was why I liked her. Who needed Valerie when I had her? "Alpha," Ryan suddenly walked in. "I'm sorry." "What is it?" I frowned. "Alpha Kael has given his permission to find Luna Valerie in his pack," He replied, making me smirk.

I told him and he nodded his head while smiling like an idiot. “Serena, if it turns out that you are the long lost daughter of Alpha Rivera, will you take me as your beta?" Valen asked with a dreamy look on his face. “Valen, I love you. You are like a brother to me…” "Ouch!” "Stop with the dramatics. You are like a brother to me and if it wasn't for you, I would have died that night in the forest. So yes, I trust you with my life and I would make you my beta," I said seriously and he gave me that smile that always made me want to smile back.

"Alpha." "Valentine," Vaela says, gesturing toward me. "Fiorenca." "Frankie," I correct automatically. Vaela clicks her tongue. "That is not your name." "It really is." Valentine beams, she's been handed a new puppy, she lunges forward. Her arms pull me in an enthusiastic hug. I'm struck by how genuine she is, there isn't a single sharp edge hiding underneath her warmth. I've spent enough time with shitty ass people to know kindness is often transactional. Valentine's isn't. The empathy pouring off her feels limitless. It almost hurts.

Valentine grinned, leaning against the doorframe. "Difficult? No, boss. The word you’re looking for is independent. Little Miss Independent doesn't want anyone’s charity, especially not from the Alpha King." "Go," Conrad said, turning his chair back to the window. "On it," Valentine said with a smile, spinning on his heel. As Valentine left, Conrad looked down at the black card on his desk. He picked it up and held it for a moment, the scent of her still clinging to the plastic.

Valencia smiled and thanked her sister. Valeria didn't leave immediately; she was ogling at her sister's husband. She couldn't wait for her sister to die so that she would become Xavier Taylor's wife. She didn't even care about her unborn niece. Valencia felt uncomfortable in her heart and said to her sister, "Please move aside, my father-in-law is standing behind you." Valeria was so embarrassed that she moved aside. Valencia's father-in-law looked at Valeria strangely, then he approached the couple and said, "Thank you for blessing the Taylor family with their granddaughter, Valencia. My best friend, Mr Martins, gave me this envelope as a gift for baby Taylor."

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.

A massive bouquet rested carefully on my bed beside a velvet box wrapped in gold ribbon. My lips curved before I could stop them. Alaric. It had to be him. Maybe this was his way of apologizing after everything that happened between us. Valerie smiled knowingly behind me as I hurried toward the bed. I grabbed the folded letter first. The second I opened it, my smile vanished. “You are still the brightness in my life and the reason I live. I will forever love you no matter what. Please be mine again.” My stomach twisted violently. Rowland…..Of course.