Valentine Morgenstern Novels & Stories

On Valentine's Day, I waited for my husband at the restaurant where he had made a reservation. My heart was full of love. I had just become pregnant with our baby. Suddenly, eight women barged into the restaurant. The one leading the charge was a woman dressed in a halter top, tight leather pants, and stilettos. The waiter approached them, “Hello, miss. Do you have a reservation? I’m afraid we are fully booked for the night.” The woman shoved the waiter away and hissed, “Move! I’m here to catch my boyfriend in the act!

But when she opened her eyes, he was not there and all of those are just her wishful thinking. Morrigan walks aimlessly around the palace. As every corner of the place reminds her of him. Reminding her of the days when she was able to feel genuine happiness, to feel the mystical way of the heart. Till she realized she was standing in front of the burial hall of the palace, to the place where her lover was entombed. “Every day, I had been grieving. Every day I had been hoping to be reunited with you. All I can do was adore the flowers you gave me, a memory you have left. But I have been longing for you. Will it be too much for me to be selfish this time?” Morrigan smiles lovingly as she cares

Hayes is mine. “Hayden,” Jessica continued quietly, “I wish I’d found out sooner. When I left your pack, I realized I was pregnant. My mate wouldn’t let me leave Australia until our child turned two, so my investigation was limited. Otherwise… I would have uncovered this long ago.” I leaned back, my head spinning. “From what I’ve gathered,” she went on, “a black witch named Morgana is helping Valentina. In case some things seem unnatural or confusing…” I snapped my head to her. “Black witch? That's dark magic!”

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"

“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 demand, not giving him time to change his mind because the antidot will last a day and he won't feel any pain till than, and I don't have so much time. " The Dragon Cave. He was about to come to an agreement with the Sinclairs but you beat him at that and took them from him. After they made a deal with you they cut the ties to him and that doesn't sit well with him." he rushes out. Good to know that the Sinclairs are loyal, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm screwed ! Valentine is the leader of the Russian Malinkova Bratwa and he has more gun power than I do.

Elizabeth Kubler-Ross and John Kessler ▫️▫️▫️◽️◽️◻️◽️◽️▫️▫️▫️ "It's just too hard and I just want to forget ever meeting you, but more importantly I wish I never wrote you into existence," I sighed and turned my back towards him, not wanting to see the sunken look his eyes would form from my words. "Is that really how you feel, Val?" He asked, over the noise of the raindrops hitting my window. I did. It was the truth. He had ruined everything but I guess I was also at fault for allowing it to happen... for being weak and letting him in.

He assured and I nodded still worrying. After dinner, I decided to spend time in Valentine's study, since there was a library in there. Most of the books were related to corporate world and laws, but there were novels as well. I chose Hunger's game and settled on the brown leather couch near the empty fireplace. Valerie was already off to bed. Lola also called it night while Harman took the liberty of exploring the night outside the mansion with his friends. The security was tight, even inside the mansion. Guards were flooded in every corner and corridor. Valentine seems an important man. Too engrossed in the book, soon my eyelids closed in exhaustion and I fell asleep waiting for my husband

A longer note is scrawled in a small, tight script, almost too small to read. Dearest Morgana, I have enclosed a little touch of home, flowers from Avalon. They make a powerful sleeping draught to help fend away the darkest of nightmares. Be careful about the dosage. A single flower if ingested can induce a never-ending sleep. But I'm sure you remember that, right? Make sure to crush only a few petals into your tea. Ingestion by mortals could be lethal. ~Mab "AARRG! FUCK YOU!!!" I roar at the card, not caring if the neighbors hear. Picking up the box again, I stomp back inside, slamming the door behind me.

The crown hummed a lullaby in Romanian, Welsh, German, Japanese, and cabbage-scented love. Celeste Valentina Morua—14-year-old white-blonde Blood Wizard, Level 1, Crown equipped