Unlikely Valentine Novels & Stories

She laughed, a light, melodious sound, and lifted him gently into her lap, cradling him easily. “He likes you,” I said, a soft smile on my face. Valen was usually discerning with strangers. “He just bit me,” Rhea laughed as Valen gummed at her finger. “Then he really likes you,” I corrected, amusement dancing in my eyes. It was Valen’s highest form of affection, apparently. A small, strange validation. This felt good. This felt right. 🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲

Liliana raised her chin sharply. "Impossible. But just to humor you, if it's really the Raven Prince, then I will never force you to marry Tyson. And I will never speak bad things about the Raven Prince. But, if it is not, then you have to marry Prince Tyson" she said firmly. Valerie is sure that it's Raphael. So she is not worried about marrying Tyson. "Deal. He will be back soon. Hide behind that curtain. I will prove it to you today" she said confidently.

I turned to see my little cousin Valentine, yes her name is Valentine Regens because she was born on Valentine's day. "Val!" She hugged me really tightly. "I miss you so much!! I heard you're dating Nicholas Lemiere where is he?" She asked and I pointed at Nic who was talking to my nephews and uncles. "Wow he's handsome." I chuckled. "How's school Val?" Valentine is 18 years old and she's almost graduated from highschool. She lives in San Fransisco so we hardly meet. "Terrible.” "Huh why?" I raised my eyebrows. "There's this annoying guy that keeps bullying me everyday, my highs chool life is no fun.”

Valerie explained. "That's what worries me, what if I don't want a mate. I'm already in love with Demetrius, I can't stop my birthday from coming" I said. "What if you don't find your mate that exact day" Valerie joked. "Val, I'm serious!" I exclaimed. "I know sweetie sometimes life surprises you, I guess" Valerie told me, placing her hand on top of mine. "Thanks" I said to her, I got up to get a glass of water.

I opened the first one. TWIN: Hey ass I'm sure you're having fun.. please use a condom coz I know you're going to break your virginity... I laughed and opened one from the one and only Valentia.. VAL: Hey, I shouldn't even be texting you... I just wanted to say nice game today. You really outdid yourself. The school will be proud. That's all I wanted to say on the call. Have a good weekend. I smiled, she was sweet sometimes.. when she wasn't being a bitch.

Things that can tarnish the good name of people. "Yes Vale is that good, he is kind and understanding with everyone. He is also ambitious in achieving goals, he is also a person who is adamant about the position he has made," said Helena. However, there is Vale's weakness, he finds it difficult to forgive—Helena wanted to continue that sentence, but was afraid that it would invite debate. "Are you guys close?" asked Valir. Helena shook her head. "Just a friend without an intimate element, for sure he helps a lot of people. He's kind," said Helena.

will you at least come and meet him before saying no? Val sighed dramatically. "I hate you." "I know." Liv said,face hopeful. "But will you come?" Val looked around the table. Every single member of the family was smiling. Even Ethan. Especially Ethan. She groaned. "This is why I hide in Florida." "When's the show?" Ethan asked. Livvy smiled. "Valentine's Day." The words had barely left her mouth before Ethan's head snapped up and his chair scraped back. "No." he said forcefully.

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.

Valentine sat without invitation. “What’s your name?” the woman asked. “Valentine.” “Last name?” “None.” Another pause. The woman crossed her arms. “What can you do?” Valentine leaned back. “I can vanish. I can listen. I can make people underestimate me and regret it later. I don’t drink on jobs. I don’t talk when I’m paid to stay quiet.” “And when you’re not paid?” “I still don’t talk,” Valentine said. “I just remember.”

“And you will keep your distance.” The words rang with the force of command, practiced over decades of boardrooms and failed marriages. Damien inhaled slowly. “If you’re truly her mother, you must have seen it too. She reacted as though…” “As though you manipulated her,” Valentina snapped. “I know men like you, Roth. Men who think their money and grief give them permission to play god. Valerie is not your fiancée. She is not a stand-in for the woman you lost. She is mine. And I will not allow you to drag her into your… obsession.”