Robot Valentines Novels & Stories

At some point, he realized we were both dating and so I wanted to act like the perfect boyfriend I am. ‘ Sir, I would request you to stop scolding my future wife like that’ I said looking at Allen, who blushed deep red. ‘ our mate is so cute’ I heard Max wagging his tail and I agreed to that. ‘ what …future wife…she still a kid…. I object this’ Kavin said, pulling her to his side. My raw instincts were surfacing to protect her ‘ I do agree with that, she is cute and kind….’ I said remembering how she pouted her lips.

I watched as he used those flames to reclaim the docks, lighting up the night, smiling as he said, "Once I've secured my position, I'll marry you in grand style." I thought we would last a lifetime. I never imagined our love would crumble under a few careless lies from Lina. Lina had said, "She's a merchant's daughter. What could she want besides money?" Yet, she never knew that last year, when the Valentino Family faced a financial collapse, it was I who transferred 30 million through anonymous accounts to help them survive. And just last month, when a rival family sent assassins, it was I who had my bodyguard take a bullet for him…

" A little fight at a bar. Nothing to stress about" Damn I'm good! " Is that why you don't want Dad to figure out? Cause it was at a bar?" That could work too. " Yeah. So please don't let him know" " Fine" she sighed and a smile of victory lines my lips. Remind me to celebrate this over a bottle of wine. " So.. tell me about Xavier. Mom says he's hot" Xavier is the first boyfriend lovelyn has ever had and she actually made a choice that got momma proud.

It didn’t take me long to put on the red sleeveless gown Jacob had bought for me a month before, in preparation for Valentine’s Day/Night. Valentine. I giggled to myself and almost kicked my feet at the air save for the fact that I was standing. Jacob had been the most loving and considerate boyfriend I’d ever had, and I was looking forward to seeing him again. Just as planned, I was going to head over to his house and spend the valentine’s with him. And yes, we wanted to savor every minute, hence the reason why I wanted to be at his place before midnight.

On Valentine’s Day, Ethan Scott had a last-minute social engagement and left me home alone. Late at night, I received a message from him, telling me to meet him at a bar. Thinking he had finally remembered me, I rushed out the door, eager to see him. But when I came to the door of the private lounge, the scene before me froze me in place. Taylor Winston straddled Ethan’s lap, her silk camisole slipping from her shoulders, the straps barely clinging to her elbows.

He went behind her and opened the tied cloth slowly doubling her curiosity. The moment Valentina opened her eyes, her mouth hung open and jaw fell down at the decorations in front of her. Her eyes started filling up with tears and she turned back, hugged Xavier in nanoseconds. Xavier hid his face in the crook of her and smiled against her skin, "Did you like it?" His lip brushed against her skin. But Valentina was far away from feeling the electric waves running through her body. She was astounded by his efforts. He didn't lie when he saw he was giving this marriage a chance.

In just a short second, Charlotte's mind went blank. The man raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Mrs. Romero, this is the real Valentine's Day. Goodnight."

“Not because of the lights. Or the dress. Or the dancing.” “Then why?” “Because we’re all still here. After everything — we’re here. Together.” Scene – Group Chat, Midnight Tessy: I’m saving every photo. Even the sweaty ones. Leo: Especially the sweaty ones. That’s where the real love lives. Greg: Night, crew. This one’s for the memory vault. Helena: Goodnight, my people. Happy Love Day. ❤️ Scene – Helena’s Journal, After Midnight Dear Me, This Valentine’s wasn’t a fairy tale — it was real.

“I'll need to talk to Dad and Marlena about those time manipulators.” Taking his hand from my face, he stared at me enigmatically. Valen strolled over to my nightstand and took up the snow globe. An elaborate amount of muscle was packed onto his long legs. The slightest movement beneath his tanned skin caused ridges to contract and shift. It amazed me how the delicious sight of him always made me gawk. I clenched my thighs together to quell the treacherous warmth that pooled between them. The mate bond kept drawing our souls together. How could something that felt so right be so blighted?

22 Rosie Valentine’s Day sneaked up on me before I even realized what date it was and suddenly the café was decorated with cheap pink streamers and plastic hearts hanging from the ceiling, full of couples whispering across tables and holding hands and looking at each other like they were the only two people in the world.