Stardew Valley Valentines Card Novels & Stories

Before the scolding comes to an end the atypically peaceful day, I step forward and hold out the bouquet towards him. “For you!” I say hurriedly, and he looks at me in disbelief at my lame attempt to escape a scolding. Valentin holds the flowers in one hand and picks up a bloody card with the other. He opens it and reads the contents, and I freeze, because I wonder who it's from and I'm scared of what's written there. “I love you and I won't let you run away from the feeling out of fear” Valentin reads the sentence out loud, on purpose, attracting the attention of the curious. “I didn't know that what you felt for me was love, miss.”

"That's it. Cupcakes every night, forever." "Not happening," she laughs, smacking the stomach I'm so proud of. "You'd have to be way more dedicated to working out than you are right now." She's not wrong, and I concede defeat easily. * * * We've decided to spend the night here because I'm tired and she's a little tipsy. I hand her a shirt to wear, watching as she takes off her jeans and gets comfortable. "Oh, I almost forgot." She reaches into her purse, pulling out a card. "Happy Valentine's Day." She pushes back her hair nervously. "I've never had a Valentine, so I wasn't sure what to get you."

she whispered to the empty hall. She slid the ring onto her fourth finger. It glided on as if it had been molded specifically for her skin. A perfect fit. As she turned her hand, admiring the way the gold glowed, a small card that had been tucked into the velvet lining fluttered to the floor. She picked it up. Uriel’s handwriting was bold and slanted. “Today you couldn’t be my Valentine, but I promise you, if you give me the opportunity, I will be with you on this day for all the years to come and make them unforgettable for you. Always yours, Uriel.”

Charlotte frowned. “Did the gentleman leave his name?” “I’m sorry, no,” the store clerk replied politely. “I see. Thank you.” She hung up. Inside the box was a beautifully wrapped pink heart-shaped gift box. Her brows furrowed deeper as she opened it. Nestled inside was a stunning diamond necklace—clearly worth a fortune. Tucked alongside it was a small card that read: “Happy Valentine’s Day.” Only then did it hit her that today was Valentine’s Day.

“Of course you would say that.” Chastity giggled then turned toward the bathroom. I knew she saw my gift as soon as she gasped. I quietly watched, as she walked over to the vase, and glass roses. She gently ran the tip of her finger over the edges of a few petals before picking up the card. The card wasn’t much, just mainly said Happy Valentine’s Day on it, but I had a feeling that wouldn’t matter too much to Chastity. I believed it would be more about the thought than anything.

He tapped my hands around his waist and I released my hold. “Oh no she didn’t” Artemis gazed at us, swiping a finger back and forth, her neck following the motion. “The suspense, right?” The same finger moved to her smiling lips. “Is it killing you? Lots of twists and turns. Who knew you’d end up like this? Mated and marked.” She beamed brighter, glowing in her dominant silver aura that lingered. “Congratulations!” “The apple. You fucked us over with the apple.” Valen retorted between clenched teeth, getting up from the sheepskin rug to stand. The apple was an aphrodisiac setup.

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 reached out and held her hand, my voice sincere. Valerie froze, eyes wide with shock. "Austin, did you even understand what I just said?" "I did," I replied, my tone unusually understanding. "I know how much Mrs. Dyer means to you. Without her, you wouldn't have come to this college, and we'd have never met. We owe her everything." My earnest words seemed to lower Valerie's guard. She hesitated, then continued, "I'm glad you understand. Don't worry, Eugene and I have agreed to do this through IVF. We would never betray you.

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.

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!"