The Wrong Valentine Novels & Stories

Typed a message to Raymond. "Diane is done. Thomas is in. Give me forty eight hours." The reply came back immediately. “Gerald is asking questions. Be careful.” She stopped walking for just a second. Then typed back. “Gerald asking questions is fine. Gerald finding answers is the problem. Make sure he doesn't.” She put her phone away. Kept walking. Diane had called her the wrong woman for this. Maybe. But the wrong woman had gotten further than anyone expected. And she wasn't finished yet.

"You'd be worse than this if you had." I groan, rub my face in my hands at something else I have no clue about and don't really want to find out. "Yeahhh," She laughs. "Let's have that conversation when you're feeling a bit less like a corpse." Pushing the existential crises aside, I press further. "Are you bonded?" Valentine's expression turns horrified. "Absolutely not, bitch. I'm a Beta." The relief in her voice is extraordinary. "Thank fuck." The last of my magic drink goes down the wrong hole and I choke.

"Okay, I was wrong. I'm sorry." Valerie didn't feel Kieran's sincerity in the apology. She shrugged her shoulder to shake off Kieran's hand. "How could a mature CEO like you be wrong? You're the ruler both outside and at home. Everyone has to follow your lead. You're right. I'm immature." Kieran was speechless. He apologized, but Valerie was still unsatisfied. It was no wonder that one shouldn't mess with women. Women were always right. Valerie only cared about Kieran saying he was wrong without really understanding his fault.

walking forward without looking back anymore. Valerie walked down the street with Marcel by her right side, her left hand holding a bouquet of white tulips that meant sacred, pure love, friendship, and devotion. Valerie deliberately wanted her wedding to be simply decorated in all white and a touch of purple flowers. "This is love...When you can accept all the flaws to be a complement in your life. When you are willing to share 24 hours 7 days every day just to love and understand each other. Although people who have never been in love will say you are crazy...but they will not know when you get a treasure called eternity." Valerie said in her heart while smiling as her footsteps stopped in

" I-i am sorry. This club is meant for only the wealthy and I thought that I may find the love of my life here " Val felt her stomach grumble, and she promptly regretted listening to Liza. In a swift turn, she started to walk away. Liza begged in a soft apologetic tone " Val please come back" I am sorry " Valeria closed her eyes for a short amount of time to conceal her tears and continued to walk away then big strong cold hand grabbed hers. She shuddered at the touch To be continued... Support please with gifts and comments :)

I said, "Marrying you in our last life was my biggest regret. I don't love you anymore. I don't want a child with you. Stop living in the past. I'm never going back there." Finn froze, hurt evident on his face. I didn't care about his feelings at all. I simply turned and left the room. He shouted after me, "All men are the same! Do you really think that Damien cares about you? Why would the wealthiest man in Abgate City want an ordinary woman?

“What is this about? Is this about what happened yesterday?” “You are sick! Why are you even acting as if you’re the innocent one here?” I told him, and he still has the audacity to look confused. “I’m telling…” He was about to start talking, but I cut him right before he could even spit some words that might change my mind. “I saw the list.” I spat, and just as I thought, Valentine’s eyes popped. “How to destroy a f***boy huh!” “F***! F****! F****!” Valentine began yelling as he ultimately realizes why am I acting like a woman on her period. “It’s a mistake. This is a mistake.”

She informed filling my glass with orange juice. “With Victor.” I scoffed hearing his name and she nodded with a questioning look. “Sometimes I feel like, this Victor is his first wife.” She laughed at my statement and Valerie sipped her coffee. “Victor is Valentine’s right hand. He never goes out without him. Don’t be jealous of that lad, I can tell you that Valentine is straight. He isn’t interested in guys like Harman.” Valerie assures me like it was some serious issue earning a slap on head from Lola. I spit the juice ruining my dress and laughed hard.

In two years at most, I would be completely free of that disgusting pack. But some people were like gum stuck to the bottom of your shoe. Disgusting, sticky, and impossible to shake off. After I moved back to my birth pack's territory, Damien came to see me again after he was discharged from the healing den. His face was still wrapped in gauze, and one of his legs was in a cast. The moment he saw me, he actually started crying. "Selene. I… I know I was wrong. I finally understand now. You're the only one who truly loved me."

Their quenching anger would soon spread to an all out flame that would consume everything should anyone lead any further hands-on attempt at Valentine again. Valentine then pulled his hand from Martin’s hold, in a forceful sense after which he massaged it to ease the minute pain that might’ve surfaced in those few seconds. “You are naive, May.” Valentine began. “And your heart is in the right place. But you must be down right stupid” He added. There were all at a loss for words as to what could have warranted they be awarded a speech.