Robot Valentines Novels & Stories

Phoebe Robert gradually realized that her feelings for the other teacher were not simply feelings for students but budding love in her heart that made her begin to feel shy but could not hide her excitement every time she saw Alex. … A special holiday is coming up that is Valentine's Day. The streets are like new clothes, bright pink and red in every store. On the street there are many couples holding hands, the owner of Phoebe bookstore who is working part-time also makes some chocolates to sell, he displays a variety of Chocolates on the shelf near the cashier. Since birth, Phoebe Robert has lived with humans, but she knows nothing about human holidays. Phoebe curiously asked: "What's the

"Really see her. Not as my daughter, not as Ethan's weird sister, not as a political asset. Just... her." Victor was silent for a long moment, memories of his own mate surfacing unbidden. "And you believe my son sees her that way?" "I believe he's starting to." Ethan Sr. moved to pour himself another measure of whiskey. "Tonight, outside her studio, I heard them talking. He put her Valentine back together. Every piece." The Alpha's eyebrows rose. "A Valentine?" "She gave him one this morning. He tore it up without looking, thought it was a message from my son." The Beta's jaw tightened. "She ran. He spent the rest of the day trying to make it right."

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 pick up my fork dutifully and dig into the eggs on my plate. Valentine looks to Achilles and I can see a faint nod Achilles returns to him. They must be communicating through the link. They're worried.

Others lead you home. The best Valentine's Day gift wasn't a proposal, roses, or someone's too-late regret. It was saving myself from a love that had already fallen apart.

She grinned, stepping closer to the wardrobe, but she immediately stepped back, holding her nose. "Darm it, you now smell? I guess the body preservatives are starting to fade off" she said, shutting the wardrobe. She went back to Roonie's robot and got a stool which she placed in front of the robot. She stood on it to match it's height, then she kissed it deeply. "Yunno what I love most about you apart from your lips?" She said, stroking his face. A red light peeped on the robot's left wrist, and it came on.

I turned the key into the latch and barged into the house. Red and white balloons are decorated everywhere, it was Valentine's day and I was so excited to celebrate it with him. We would play video games, cook together, and dance to romantic music as we do every Valentine. But this year Valentine was different and a little too cold for a romantic day. My Romeo was not in the room or the library so I decided to check in the kitchen. There were few murmurs in the kitchen. I decided to eavesdrop when I saw my best friend on his lap holding a glass of wine.

I slam the door. **** Ugh! Guess what day it is today? VALENTINE'S DAY!!! 💕 And guess who is single and miserable? Yeah right, me! We went boat riding last Valentine with Dax. It was so fun until he threw me on purpose inside the water thinking it's romantic. But I was so mad I walked home with my clothes wet. But Dax made it up to me when he bought me a cute white doll which I burnt to ashes by the way and vanilla ice cream which I pooped the next day. I can't believe I hate Dax this much.

The device was about the size of a small remote control, with several buttons and what looked like a small speaker. Sheila peered over my shoulder, then let out a startled laugh. "Valentina's virtual boyfriend," Sheila explained. "She's been using him for months now." I stared at the innocuous-looking device, suddenly realizing what it was. "Is this the trash toy that can't make you squirt?" I asked bluntly. Valentina's face flushed crimson. "Dante!" Without saying another word, I placed the vibrator on the bedside table and asked her confidently, "Do you think you still need it now?"

I say, forcing the words out, because that's not what I truly meant. "You're apologizing for kissing me," she says in a disbelieving whisper, cracking a cold smile that I hate to see on her face. Damn, what would I give to go back in time? I just don't know when I will return. "You know what, you're still the same arrogant jerk, Valentin Salvatore! Damn, I hate you! I thought, for a damn second, that there was a human being inside that robot, but I was wrong! I resign!"