روايات وقصص ضمن Valentine Peep

As soon as she shimmied into the gown, the bedroom door swung open and Devin walked in with nothing but a flimsy black brief shielding his nudity. "Did you bring me here?" Valentine asked, looking to the floor. "Morning," He returned. His unsatisfactory response made Valentine look him straight in the eye and what followed was instant regret. The foul words that erupted from the wicked depths of her mind caught at her throat as she took in the sight of his rumpled dark hair on the clean-cut side. The dark brown—almost black—eyes, the strong jaw, and the perfectly sculpted body. Valentine's stomach flipped. The filthy thoughts that rushed through her brain like serotonin courtesy of her wolf

of the Appalachians. "The 'Apex Asset' is in the gorge," the Architect whispered to a "Slumped" Victor Monroe. "He’s exactly where the 'Master-Ledger' predicted. Proceed with the 'Valentine Purge'.

On our fourth Valentine's Day together, my boyfriend, Ivan West, gave me a rock he had found on the side of the road while his true love, Kelly Gibson, got a ten-carat diamond. I stared at the rock icily and left it right where it was. Ivan called me materialistic. "Millia, I only gave Kelly a diamond because she needed it to make jewelry. It's not because we have some other kind of relationship. And besides, I've spent plenty on you before. Just because I didn't get you some fancy branded things this time, you refused it. You're way too materialistic."

It didn’t take me long to put on the red sleeveless gown Jacob had bought for me a month before, in preparation for Valentine’s Day/Night. Valentine. I giggled to myself and almost kicked my feet at the air save for the fact that I was standing. Jacob had been the most loving and considerate boyfriend I’d ever had, and I was looking forward to seeing him again. Just as planned, I was going to head over to his house and spend the valentine’s with him. And yes, we wanted to savor every minute, hence the reason why I wanted to be at his place before midnight.

All I could do was lie there limply, allowing hundreds of sticky gazes to roam freely over every inch of my trembling, pale skin, invading my most private place without restraint. In that instant, every last shred of my dignity was ground into the dirt. I wished I could die immediately. However, Calvin was not satisfied. He reached toward my most private place. "The real show is just getting started. "Let's allow everyone to check whether it's just as tight and premium down there. And once everyone's satisfied, for the final surprise, I'll personally remove her mask and let you all see whether this face is worth throwing your money at!" At that moment, the close-up camera swept across my leg

As soon a shay reached the office door she could here loud talking, she took a deep breath before knocking on the door slightly. "Come in" Mr Hyin voice bumped on the door. Shay slowly turned the doorknob and let herself in, she saw him around his desk and a teenage looking girl standing Infront him with her hands on her hips. She had brown straight hair, round face and same complexion as Mr Hyin. Definitely Koreans Shay thought. "Glad you finally decided to joined us Miss Valentine, first day and you're late" Mr Hyin said irritated. "I'm sor--- " This is Sun Hi my younger sister.... Sun Hi meet Miss Valentine your nanny" he introduce cutting Shay off.

I heard them coming towards the living room. "Everyone, everyone," Charlotte said when she entered, but she wasn't the one that caught my eye. A beautiful brunette with greyish brown eyes, full plump lips, and a bright smile that slowly faded looked at me. She was gorgeous. I could not take my eyes off her. She was the source of the daffodils; she was my mate. “Hey everyone, Jewelles is getting married,” Charlotte said, raising my mate's hands and showing everyone the yellow diamonds on her fingers.

Mrs. Willow's expression shifted to one of concern as she replied, "Pascal, you're still fixated on those who wanted you dead?" Valentine Anderson's brow furrowed deeply in frustration – this was not the acknowledgment he had hoped for. With a chill in his voice, he corrected her, "Don't call me that. My name is Valentine Anderson." Unperturbed by his frosty demeanor, Mrs. Willow casually slid a series of photographs across the table. Upon seeing the contents, Valentine's eyes widened in sheer disbelief. He rubbed his eyes as if to clear them from a trick of the light, but the images remained unchanged.

Summary: A young woman gets a surprise gift from her husband on valentine's day. It turns out to be a glimpse of her past life, and she finds herself pleading to be used by not one, but several strangers. •••••••••••• A Valentine's Slut (Part 1)

Valentine “Hi, Nick. It’s me, Valentine, again. It’s been three weeks since you haven’t returned any of my calls. I’m just worried that something bad happened to you. I’ve been visiting you every day, but your mom and sister always tell me that you went out. I just think we really need to talk, you know. Please call me back.”