Valentine Skullgirls Fanart Novels & Stories

They can find a hot guy at every corner, but we ordinary girls wait for a hockey player on a stick to rescue us from the boring life we live. Sincerely yours Valentina- advocate for women in search of sexy and sweet hockey players

Continuing to push his hand into Valerie's and placing soft kisses on Valerie's neck, he sucked again and left a trail there as he liked Valerie to have the mark of his art. Arthur opened the dashboard drawer and took out a small velvet pouch, he had to drive his doll wild first until Valerie would give in. Two silver balls are toys that can make a woman scream until she reaches that peak of pleasure. Arthur's hand pushes the silver balls into Valerie's pleasure point. And pushed Valerie's body back into the driving seat." Let's go home I'm tired." Arthur closed his eyes with a faint smile on his lips he was sure Valerie would be in agony as the silver balls continued to move and crack insid

The atmosphere was really awkward for her alone, when other ladies had their boyfriend, or finance with them all enjoying a blissful afternoon and here she was waiting for her boyfriend's arrival. She wore a long white shirt, with tight red jeans that brought out her shape really well. At the back of her shirt, a red big heart shape was drawn with a word boldly screaming Valentine's day underneath it. Her long blonde almost white hair was packed neatly in a ponytail style. Valerie was a young lady gifted with round small lips, pointed nose which fitted her face well, long eyelashes which didn't need the artificial one again, and lovely deep blue eyes that fitted her round small face properly

I opened my mouth to ask more questions, but before I could, the door opened and stepped a gorgeous lady with red hair. "Skylar. I see you brought someone." She smiled warmly at me, and I reddened. what was it with beautiful women and smiling at me today? Skylar smiled back. "Yes, Renee. This is Valerie, a hatchling. She's in her way to becoming a woman. and she can not do it without being well equipped." Renee smiled knowingly. "Say no more." They both turned to me with identical smiles on their faces, and I felt like a prey.

Rolling my eyes, I watched the whole scene, the giggles of the cheerleaders grew louder as they witnessed the extraordinary. Well, as they would always call it. Like a mix of swirling different colors of broken crayons---there were gaping mouths, annoying smirks, and stares full of lust with curses along their mouths. So who was the target of this ridiculous disorder? Yes, the most popular girl in our school--- the head cheerleader. The girl every boy wanted and every girl wanted to be. And girls also wanted her. In bed, actually, if you know what I mean. Her name is Arisa Gail Valentine.

It was just money in exchange for fun, after all. The sun was already setting, but the heat of love was still raging on. There was an air of lust hanging about. Brochures and promotions for Valentine's Day were abundant, and couples filled the streets. I stopped my car, and the club's manager greeted me. "Alone today, Ms. Croyford?" "Yes. Get me someone young, hot, and down for anything." Before I got married, I would always wine and dine with my clients in this club. It was a good place.

Said Skandar again. The man gave the girl a bouquet of flowers and a rabbit doll, the girl's arm touched his hand as he gave the two items, the balloons that had been tied to the necklace of the white rabbit doll floated slightly as the holder switched hands. Skandar looked at his future wife for a moment. Honestly he was already nervous doing all these kind of heroic deeds, this was his first time doing for a girl. Even though Charisa Davis was just a childish high school girl, the young girl was still a girl, and the girl in front of him was frozen at the time.

Obsessive. Valentina. Always Valentina. The same eyes. The same shy smile. The same face. Hundreds of sketches. Hundreds. Some realistic. Some abstract. Some unfinished. All her.

The hands were young, but the grip was fierce like a professional. Aurora moved closer. The sketch was signed in the corner. "E.V. 2019". She touched the frame. It was real charcoal, smudged in places where fingers had pressed too hard. It hung among million-dollar paintings like it belonged there. Eleanor Vale 2019. She said to herself sure it was his sister's work She kept walking.

We talked on the phone until 3 "You're sleepy?" "Yeah" He kissed my forehead and I opened my eyes "Should I pour you cold water?" My eyes widen and I smacked his arm "If you dare prank me again , I'm not talking to you or you won't get my kiss for one month full" I said coldly "Hey! That's cruel Valentine , I can't survive without your kisses that long" "If you dare prank me.. I'll kill you" "Are you guys dating?" I turned to my classmate Vella , she eyes me and Joey suspiciously