Valentine Car Novels & Stories

I picked it up, my thumb tracing the line of his jaw, the warmth of the memory chasing away the last of my lingering sadness. True to his word, Valen arrived exactly thirty minutes later, pulling a sleek black SUV into the parking spot next to my sports car or should I say one of the cars lucian gifted me. He was out of the car before I'd even locked the apartment door, a warm smile on his face as he opened the passenger door for me. "Ready for a little road trip?" he asked, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "As I'll ever be," I replied, sliding into the passenger seat and tossing my bag in the back.

a voice said, “if I had known who you were before-hand, I would have taken you out when I had the chance. It would have solved so many problems.” “W-w-w-who are you?” “I’m Valentina Carina,” she said, “and I’m going to make sure that you and Mason are never together ever again. He was my first love. I’m the one that deserves him. You never should have had him in the first place! He was going to reject you for me. We should have been married by now, we should have had our own family…you kept me from that. That’s okay. It won’t be a problem once I get rid of you---”

I was in absolute shock, never in my life did I think I would get a car as a gift from someone. "No, no mistakes. It's yours, Elle. No ifs, ands, or buts. It's yours. I knew you wanted one and I was looking for the perfect time to gift it to you. And, Valentine's day was the best choice. A day dedicated to love, and the most perfect day to give my girl a gift of love." I jumped in his arms, a tearful laugh escaping my lips. "It's perfect. So perfect! Thank you." "Anything for my princess."

When, everyone has failed to do the same. Driver tells Valentine," We are here. I will search somewhere to park the car." "There's no need. I will take a long time there, you can go. I will call you to pick me when required." "Okay Mr. Valentine Crimson, have a good day", the driver said and Valentine came out of the car to enter the building.

I smiled as I clasped the necklace around my neck. He stood across from me, grinning like an idiot. This Valentine’s Day may have started off as a complete disaster, but the ending wasn’t that bad at all.

Valentina hissed in pain and recoiled away from me, I tightened my grip on her shoulders and she glared at me. I could tell she wasn’t in a good mood today either, she was visibly expressing her anger and hatred for me. “Let go of me!” She snapped trying to wrench her arms away, but I tightened my grip on her wrist and dragged her along with me until we were at the rear exit of the school premises; I suddenly halted making her frail body collide against mine, she winced in pain, still struggling to get her hands away from mine and I smirked. I spotted my black Mercedes-Maybach S-class driving toward our direction, it stopped right in front of me and I opened the door and forced her to go in.

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?"

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.