Tiffany Valentine Ray Novels & Stories

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.

Panicked, Raelyn started to cry, "Quick, call a doctor for me. Are my legs ruined? If I find evidence, I won't spare you." "Aren't you anxious? Did you ever think about getting retribution when you harmed others?" Jade said coldly. Raelyn still tried to be stubborn. "I don't understand what you're saying. Hurry up and call a doctor for me. Nothing can happen to my legs." "Your legs are precious and Tiffany's legs aren't? Let me tell you, she's a thousand times—ten thousand times more precious than you. Even ten of you can't compare to a single strand of her hair!" Melanie also chimed in to support Tiffany.

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.

Valerie fumed. I raised my brow up at Val who suddenly never gets Rowan's name right anymore. Just this afternoon, he was 'Richard' and now, he's 'Raymond'. "Why? Did he hurt you?" Tom questioned and pulled my attention back to him and I found him looking pretty defensive but I simply responded with a shrug. "The bastard was caught pants down with another woman right on her birthday. Talk about selfish." Valerie explained. Val!! I don't think this is a story I want to go around telling people! Urghh.

"So she's not talking to you? Let me tell you, girls need coaxing. If you keep acting like you're above it, who'd want to bother with you?" Julian sneered, "Is that so? And has Tiffany bothered with you?" That was low. Raymond choked. "She's different." Most women in relationships wanted emotional value. Tiffany didn't. She cared only about results. If things didn't end the way she wanted, no amount of sweet talk would change her mind. For once, Julian felt a flicker of kinship. "Your family still won't budge?" Raymond tapped the ash off his cigarette. "Mainly my dad and my older sister."

“Have a seat, Leilah.” Colby assisted me in the seat in front of this Blake guy while he took the seat beside him. There were folders on the table and Blake is drinking wine. “Leilah, this is my adoptive brother, Blake Valentino. Blake, this is my biological sister, Leilah Rivera.” Colby introduced us. Blake reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rivera.” His voice is sultry and wispy. It sounded like sea waves crashing inside my ears.

Tiffany replied, and Stella gave her a dear hug and a head kiss before they both retired to their rooms. Tiffany stripped herself off the coat and lingerie, then she changed into her PJs and wiped her makeup before taking her seat on her reading table. She picked her phone, clicked on Ryat's line and blocked it. She overestimated herself, and that's why she was putting all trust on him, but at the end of the day, he's as jerky as described. He says she's not a slût to her face, but behind her back, she's a whore.

I'm not dumb "Valentine" He called "I'm sorry" He added and that make me turn to him "Are you happy now?" I asked coldly "No" He answered and there's silence between us. None of us dare to start the conversation. "Raymond has a girlfriend?" I asked "Yeah.. She's 2 years older than him" I nodded and I don't feel anything for Raymond anymore. I know it's only a crush and nothing more. "You like him? Are you sad because of that?" He asked

"Ms. Valentine. Ray Stanton testified this morning that he spent seven months watching you. Learning your patterns. Learning where you would be and when." She looked at the jury. Then back at me. "You spent seven months doing the same thing to Lucy Harrington." "I was protecting myself." "You were watching. Learning. Waiting. Recording—just like him." She paused. "Ms. Valentine. Ray Stanton was paid to do what he did. What drove you?" "She was dismantling my life."

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…"