Stranger Things Valentine Novels & Stories

Like I was hypnotized. Suddenly, the door slammed, snapping me out of my zombie zone. "I am so sorry, didn't mean to startle you". Xavier muttered, staring at me with his cute hazel eyes. Something in his eyes made me feel safe and I smiled at him. "It's okay, babe". I am just tired and all... He cups my face and gives me a quick peck. "We will soon get home, princess". Then he fixed his seat belt and sped off. I never told him what I saw.

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

Valentine's Day was supposed to be the day Adrian Weldon proposed. The night before, he texted me, saying he wanted to give me the proposal I deserved. [Summer, you and our baby deserve a real family.] I held my phone and grinned like an idiot forever. I even picked out a loose white dress to hide my five-month bump. I thought it would be the happiest day of my life. Instead, I got to the mountain and learned the truth. There was no proposal.

he gestured between them “—never changes.” Amelia smiled, warm and full. “Welcome home, Val.” He smiled back. “I’m home, big sis.” Amelia leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs as she watched Valentine devour the last of the pancake like it was the best thing he had eaten in years. “So,” she began casually, stirring her tea, “do I have a sister-in-law somewhere in the world that you are hiding from me?” Valentine laughed, almost choking. “Girlfriend? No. Not yet.”

He didn’t speak at first, just stood there, watching me like he was reading something beneath the skin. “Valentine is a lot to handle.” he said immediately he got close. I leaned back slowly, rubbing my face. "That’s... a complicated thing to say for a thirteen year old." "I’m fourteen, actually. And I watch people. That’s what I do." A beat of silence passed. Then, he said, "She got a call two days ago. I wasn’t supposed to hear it. I didn’t mean to. But I wasn't so far from her and she thought I was distracted by my games but she tried to keep her voice really low."

On Valentine’s Day, I received a package with postage due. Inside the box was nothing but a rusted copper coin and a single sheet of paper. The handwriting was unmistakably my late wife’s. 'Hold this coin. Come at midnight. Pay one year of your life.' I assumed it was some kind of prank and casually tossed the coin onto the coffee table. But suddenly, the copper coin flipped over by itself. I didn’t know what came over me, but then, I clenched the coin in my hand and went back to the intersection where my wife had died. At exactly midnight, the coin burned hot against my palm. Then it started to shake. Through the heavy rain, the familiar white sedan appeared out of thin air. My wi

She sticks her straw in a bottle and makes a mess of her meat pie. "You did not change at all. You are still that clumsy girl I fell in love with in High School," he broke the silence. Valery keeps her eyes down as she swallows the baked dough. "The same girl you couldn't keep?" Derrick scratched his left brow and leaned in slightly. "Yeah... Violet, go out with me." "What?" Valery's mind slipped into a pit. Her eyes shot up almost immediately to reject. Still, Derrick touches her hand and says, "A second date. Let's have a second date."

Taking a sip, I dial his number again, I’m directed to voice mail. Fuck! The door bell rings, followed immediately by an urgent rap on the door. “Ivan?” The name comes out as a slur, my spine straightening, “He knows the code.” Even so, I run to the door, stumbling a few times I run, it doesn’t matter, he’s come back to me, he’s here now, everything is fine again. The door swings open and it’s a drunk Serene. She giggles. “Izzy Valentine! My favorite Valentine!!” she throws her arms around me, both of us stumble backward.

To end two years of long distance, I quit my job behind my boyfriend's back on Valentine's Day and moved to his city. The candlelit dinner he'd promised to welcome me turned into him leaving halfway through when his boss Diana called, asking him to entertain a client over drinks. I told myself it was just the way corporate life worked. We made plans to see an exhibition that weekend. We'd barely reached the entrance when another call pulled him away to fix an urgent proposal for Diana. I told myself he was just ambitious. We'd planned an island getaway to celebrate my birthday. The night before we were supposed to leave, he called. His voice was tinged with guilt. "Diana says this business t