Valentine Tablet Novels & Stories

I ask. She nods. "Yep. Looks like some woman is sending him flowers this time." I scrunch up my nose. I have no desire to see this man. I glance down at the card and read the message. Cum be my Valentine. Miss Barton The miss is underlined for some reason. Gross. I wonder if she'd want to be his Valentine if she knew how many women he went through. Sue lays down a ten-dollar bill next to the flowers for the cab. "All the orders are out for delivery. After you drop those off go get ready for your own Valentine's Day." She gives me a knowing smile and I blush, trying not to give anything away.

Louis just glared at him, causing Volstrige to take a step back. “Damn, I told you not to bother him this morning. Looks like he didn’t have a good time with Ma’am Elaine,” Volstrige said. “What’s the occasion?” one of them asked, surprising the three of them. Volstrige cleared his throat and confidently spoke. “Valentine’s Day is when lovers express their affection with greetings and gifts.” Brennon immediately slapped him. “Idiot, you’re holding a cheat sheet. Give me your phone!” Brennon said as he wrestled with Volstrige because he hadn’t finished reading what was on the screen.

Something on the table. Valerie's face turned white as her stomach churned violently. On top of the table, there were exactly nine blue candles arranged perfectly and beautifully which gave off a dim light that looked romantic. It is as if a man is waiting somewhere to surprise his happy lover there. Any woman would be delighted to see the heartwarming arrangement of the dim candles.

She felt butterflies in her stomach. “Ronald, what are you doing, anybody will see. Let me go.” Valerie wiggled. “All the devils are gone, now nobody will see,” Ronald said lovingly, but he noticed sweat drops on Valerie’s forehead and realized her nervousness, so he let her go. “I want to give you something.” He held her hand. “What?” Valerie was shy. She said in a low voice that was barely able to hear. Ronald fetches a small velvet box from his pocket and took out a beautiful diamond pendant that has VR carved on it in the center and was bold.

“Are they tweeting memes about my bruise pattern?” She doesn’t answer. Just flips the tablet over, thumb flying. “Okay,” she breathes. “Wow. That was…fast.” “What?” I demand. She turns the screen. This time, it’s not a tabloid. It’s a more serious outlet. The headline is simple. > **MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE LEAK CONFIRMS LUNA VALENTINE WED TO DANTE MORETTI** Under it, a crisp scan of the civil registry entry.

“Not because of the lights. Or the dress. Or the dancing.” “Then why?” “Because we’re all still here. After everything — we’re here. Together.” Scene – Group Chat, Midnight Tessy: I’m saving every photo. Even the sweaty ones. Leo: Especially the sweaty ones. That’s where the real love lives. Greg: Night, crew. This one’s for the memory vault. Helena: Goodnight, my people. Happy Love Day. ❤️ Scene – Helena’s Journal, After Midnight Dear Me, This Valentine’s wasn’t a fairy tale — it was real.

With a quiet exhale, Val rose and walked toward them. The first box was small, covered in velvet, the kind that announced itself even before opening. Inside lay a delicate necklace, diamonds set in an intricate, swirling design, accompanied by a handwritten card. “To Valentina—because elegance belongs to you.” She smiled faintly, resting the card back inside, then set it carefully aside. Another parcel was heavier, wrapped in deep burgundy paper. She tore it open with care to reveal a set of crystal flutes, gleaming in the sunlight. “For many celebrations ahead,” the card read in bold, practiced script.

walking forward without looking back anymore. Valerie walked down the street with Marcel by her right side, her left hand holding a bouquet of white tulips that meant sacred, pure love, friendship, and devotion. Valerie deliberately wanted her wedding to be simply decorated in all white and a touch of purple flowers. "This is love...When you can accept all the flaws to be a complement in your life. When you are willing to share 24 hours 7 days every day just to love and understand each other. Although people who have never been in love will say you are crazy...but they will not know when you get a treasure called eternity." Valerie said in her heart while smiling as her footsteps stopped in

Riven walked in behind him looking much calmer while Kael quietly handed Valerie a small silver box. Her eyes widened instantly. “What’s this?” “A wedding gift,” Kael answered softly. Valerie opened it carefully. Inside rested a delicate moonstone bracelet engraved with tiny silver waves. The second she saw it Her eyes filled with tears immediately. “Oh no,” Lucien sighed. “It’s spreading.” Valerie laughed shakily through tears while hugging Kael quickly. “It’s beautiful.” “You’re family,” he replied simply. And honestly? That one sentence almost destroyed me emotionally. Because that was exactly what Valerie had become.

An elegant table for two sat in the middle of tea candles formed into a heart shape, and the floor was littered with rose petals. I sniffed the air. The soft fragrant smell of roses wafted through my nostrils. “Happy Valentine’s, sweetheart.” Caleb hugged me to his side and whispered those words in my ear. His hot breath tickled my skin. My breath hitched, and tiny goosebumps formed on the exposed part. He pulled a chair and helped me sit down. Then, he sat on the other chair. “Stop staring at me,” I said, averting my reddening face.