Valentine Devotion Novels & Stories

I looked up at Taylor, my nails digging so deep into my palms that they nearly broke the skin. Ethan let out an impatient sigh. “It’s late. Why aren’t you staying home where you belong? What are you doing here? “And now you’ve ruined the mood, stirring up trouble for no reason!” Tears slipped silently down my cheeks. Not only had he forgotten about our Valentine’s Day, but the promises he once made—to cherish me for a lifetime, to always treat me well—had also crumbled into nothing.

The day my husband, Ramsey Collins, completed his classified deployment, I brought our daughter to the local elementary school for registration. The administrator looked up from her screen, visibly confused. "Ma'am, your daughter's father is already registered in our database as a parent, but for a different boy. Did you mistype his details?" My forehead creased. "That's impossible. Let me check." I unlocked my phone. An update popped up from my husband, who had forgotten to hide his private posts from me. [Seven years in secret. Now I can finally tell the world that you are my wife.] The attached photo showed my best friend, Evelyn Reed, resting her head on his shoulder, smiling gen

“He’ll need your sympathy, but he’ll also need your strength. If you are too kind with him, he won’t accept it.” “I know,” I said. Valentin reached up with his free hand and unhooked the sash holding back the curtains. They fluttered closed, blocking our view of the outside. I turned in his arms, resting my face to his chest. He closed his arms around me and held me tight. In his arms, I could be strong. Lifting his hand, he cupped my cheek. Then, with such kindness, he turned my face up toward his. Devotion shone brightly in his eyes. I could feel it all the way down to my soul.

Her muscles were relaxing around him and making it easier to move inside with causing discomfort to his lover. She couldn't suppress her moans of pleasure and words of encouragement which fuelled his passion to please her even more. "You are amazing, my love, Arnulfo... AHHH... AHHH," Valentine exclaimed, her voice filled with a surge of emotions and desire. The intensity of her feelings overwhelmed her, and she couldn't help but express her passion. Every moment spent with him ignited something deep inside her, making her feel alive and cherished. She looked into his eyes, feeling an undeniable connection that made her heart race.

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.

“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.

I said and Chloe smiled "You really like this guy , don't you?" "I don't know" I shook my head "You missed him when he stopped bothering you , waking up every 2 a.m everyday because you remembered every moment that you spend with him in this time and the fact that you only see him Val.. you like this guy" "I guess" "Love isn't about one person fighting alone Valentine , it's about 2 people. If there's only one person who fights.. there will be time for them to give up"

The noises Ruth and Ivan made pierced my ears. I wanted to cover them so I wouldn't have to listen to them, but the noise penetrated my soul. I clamped my ears as hard as possible, but it didn't help. I couldn't escape, either. It was as if I'd been placed under a spell that bound my soul to Ruth. I couldn't get away from her. I could only watch as my fiancée, the woman I loved more than life itself, slept with my murderer. I was so disgusted that I wanted to puke.

Valerie placed the huge glass of lemonade she had been sipping slowly on the glass table and then she said, “l know Chase is a great person with a good heart and he gave me a second chance to life….” “No you’re wrong, it’s God. God gave you another cha…”,he interrupted. “He changed me into a better person and he loves me and only me, that is why he is choosing me over everyone else, its all that matters”, she pointed. Chris could not help but notice the tension in her voice, even the way she was moving her fingers signalled how she was becoming annoyed with every second passing. “ Yes, except his ‘kind’ isn't exactly known for emotional depth,” he said mockingly. Valerie seethed, her temper

She hugs him to her body, whispering in his ear, "Giving mommy your virginity baby . . . that has to be the best Valentine's gift ever. I love you so much." The old grandfather clock downstairs starts to chime. Its midnight and Saint Valentine's Day may be over, but their new life is just beginning.