Stranger Things Valentine Novels & Stories

In the blink of an eye, Valentine's Day is coming. Last time, Kim was still pregnant with Justin. Ethan gave her a necklace and prepared a candlelight dinner. She didn't expect to spend a night with so many people on Valentine's day this year. Liam has a bitter hatred. After that day, every time he meets Kim, he urges him to ask about the Nightingale. It's just that Kim pretends to be mysterious and refuses to disclose it at all. He has no choice. Besides Liam, someone is just as anxious as him.

" At that moment, the close-up camera swept across my legs. The vivid red spider lily tattoo stood out starkly against my pale skin, enlarged on the screen. It was seductive and shocking. Just as Calvin's fingers were about to touch me… Bang! A deafening explosion rang out. The hand reaching toward me burst apart in an instant, exploding into a cloud of blood. Warm blood splattered across my face. The entire hall fell deathly silent. Everyone stared in terror at the most mysterious VIP box on the second floor. Shattered bulletproof glass littered the floor.

And I heard her voice before I saw her. “Baby, your assistant said it's a woman. Who is she?” Zane's voice followed, smooth and detached. “I don't have any meetings scheduled. Let's see who it is.” Then came the sound of lips meeting. It was a kiss. “Valentine's Day is tomorrow. Don't forget to get something beautiful for your wife,” she said. Wife? My chest tightened. My hand knocked over a flower vase, sending it crashing to the floor as the woman jumped.

I felt like I was walking in some alternate universe. “Harman and Valerie had a bet when you first showed up in this mansion. My son believed that you will manage to crawl under Valentine’s skin within six months while Valerie disagreed saying that either you will either run away or get killed before it could happen. It has been six months today and for the first time, Valentine showed his affection towards a woman in front of his family. Men only do that when they are serious. Welcome to the family, Crystal.” Lola said wiping a stray tear escaping her eye and Valerie laughed squeezing my palm.

Lucas said as he waved goodbye while I waved back in return. Valentine came like every other holiday in my calendar but it was also the busiest time for me. Letters, gifts, cards, pictures, invitations, matchmaking and creepy postcards from unknown and known images. I wonder if humans knew valentine was not just to show erotic love but charitable and kind love in honor of St. Valentine. “Charlie!” Shawn announced boldly as I paused. I turned back and stared with disbelief when I saw Shawn holding a bouquet of pink roses and a basket full of gifts before I smiled.

“You don’t walk into a private archive unless you plan to leave pieces behind.” Valentine stepped out. Calm as breathing. “If you’re going to threaten someone,” she said, “at least aim higher than bad theater.” Heads snapped toward her. Big man frowned. “Who the hell are you?” “Someone who noticed you left your flank wide open,” Valentine answered. She drove her elbow into his throat. The sound was wet. Ugly. Satisfying. Second man lunged. Valentine ducked. Grabbed his wrist. Twisted until the gun skittered across concrete. Kicked his knee sideways. He dropped screaming.

He introduced himself, "I'm Ronald Weeks, lady. Twenty-three years old, and I've just graduated from college. Oh, here's a gift for you." He took out a pot of mint, apparently from out of nowhere. The smell sobered me up, and I was half-amused. "It is Valentine's Day today. And you gave me this?" "Yes. I bought this for you," said Ronald earnestly. "Why?" "You're a beautiful woman, and yet you still came to this place on Valentine's Day. I'm sure you know that this place can give you something better than a relationship." No arguments against that. I grabbed Ronald's hand and asked him to drink with me. When I sobered up once more, it was already the next day. I found myself in an unfamiliar

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.

She smiled at him and replied, “Thanks for asking. I am doing good. In fact, very good. How about you?” “I am doing good too. What’s the occasion? You seem happier than usual?” he asked, curiously. “It’s our anniversary,” she intoned. The watchman seemed a little worried, while he entered her details into his computer. But he couldn’t make his heart talk to her about it. He returned her ID and wished her for the anniversary and well for the day. Haven quickly got into the elevator. Her heart started beating rapidly as she pressed the 15th-floor button. She suddenly felt giddy. She didn’t know what to expect from James.

Louis just glared at him, causing Volstrige to take a step back. “Damn, I told you not to bother him this morning. Looks like he didn’t have a good time with Ma’am Elaine,” Volstrige said. “What’s the occasion?” one of them asked, surprising the three of them. Volstrige cleared his throat and confidently spoke. “Valentine’s Day is when lovers express their affection with greetings and gifts.” Brennon immediately slapped him. “Idiot, you’re holding a cheat sheet. Give me your phone!” Brennon said as he wrestled with Volstrige because he hadn’t finished reading what was on the screen.