Scarlet Valentine Novels & Stories

Disgust flickered across his face. “You’re punishing her because you can’t accept the truth,” he said coldly. “Oh… can’t we just drop all this and talk about something much better, baby?…Like us. Let’s live in the moment, you know.” Scarlett curled a finger in her hair with a childish pout. “Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day baby, and you haven't gotten me anything yet. Or even planning to. I’m so sad that I could cry and… I'm also mad at you.”

Ava stiffened, but Damien stepped forward, protective, “No. We didn’t steal anything, she was never yours to claim.” Valentina laughed bitterly, her hands spreading in mock surrender. “Never mine? I found her bleeding on a roadside, broken and abandoned. Where were you then, Roth? Drowning in your wealth? She was dying, and I gave her life. I gave her a name when she had none. Valerie is mine because I made her.” Selena flinched at the name—Valerie. It was fading already, crumbling at the edges, but Valentina’s voice wrapped around it like chains.

- Esther asked, relaxing a bit, but as she looked into the strange eyes of this woman, without any pupils, she still felt a little scared. - At first, when you started looking for information about us, especially after contacting 'the_scarlet_truth' user, we had to stop you, so we haunted your house to scare you and discourage from delving further into it.- Saraqael said, as if ignoring her questions.- So it was us the first time, but not the second time. And we didn't install that search engine on your laptop again, we removed it and we hoped it would stay that way. Unfortunately, as it turned out, by succumbing to your curiosity and opening this search engine again, you invited something v

With that, Scarlet made another ninety-degree bow at the camera, a display of her genuine sincerity. Scarlet was a victim herself. She was the vulnerable one with her swollen and reddened eyes, but she did not mind nor care. All Scarlet wanted was to apologize sincerely. Her assistant, Amy gazed at Scarlet with her aching heart. “I’m Scarlet’s manager and assistant,” said Amy to the live-streaming phone, “and I’ve been with her for six years! I can swear to God that Scarlet really had no idea of all these things! She didn’t know that Johnson was married, and as a matter of fact, none of the people in and outside the industry knew he was married.

“No… no, I would never-” “Why?” Dex finally asked, voice dropping dangerously low. When she didn’t answer immediately, Dex’s patience snapped. “Why?!” he shouted, the word echoing through the study. Elena burst into tears, shoulders shaking as she tried to hold herself together. “I love you,” she sobbed, voice breaking. “It was supposed to be me, not Elian. He's making you lose focus and you don't even realize it. And I am going to make sure you don't lose to a scum like Elian Virelli. I did everything for you. Everything.”

TARA Valentine marched forward with his long stride in his dark blue suit that cost thousands of Serevian Euros. His short blond hair was too clean for his unruly behavior. “I heard the rebellious daughter of yours is back!” My brother Valentine’s blue eyes locked with mine. He threw his hands in the air dramatically. “There you are. The prodigal daughter is back!” I rose to my feet. My anger boiled in my veins in an instant, so hot and volatile I could burst into flames.

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…

“And don’t think of it as a bad thing. The boss is a good-looking man. Like, really good-looking. You could do worse.” I open my mouth to respond, but the sound of footsteps on the stairs cuts me off. We all turn to see Valentine descending, his presence immediately commanding the room. Well, speak of the devil. He’s dressed in all black—a fitted shirt, tailored pants, and boots that make almost no sound as he walks. His golden eyes sweep over us, and for a moment, I forget how to breathe. Mara and Finn are on their feet in an instant, their chairs scraping against the floor. “We’ll clean up,” Mara says quickly, grabbing her plate and heading for the kitchen.

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

Her rosy scent drive me wild as it fills my nostrils encouraging me to nibble and squashing her melons. Oh God!. I rasped as we fell on the mattress. Hungrily, I sucked one of her melons , extracting every bit of pleasure as her moans filled the room. She arched her body, egging me on. Just as I was about to begin the grand finale of our heated passion, my phone buzzed. "Damn"! I cussed as I quickly jumped off of her body to get my phone. I gasped when I saw who the caller is - my boss. Frantically, I paced the room as I answered.