Valentine Tablet Novels & Stories

Every resident here has to plant a tree for the cleaner air they promised. “Of course. That’s the least of what people pay for.” she takes another sip of water, but I see her doing the calculations in her head. I glance at the hallway, still no sign of Ivan. The kiss pops into my head and it strengthens my resolve. “How has work been?” Her brows furrow, and she looks up, and then about. Uh oh. “Where’s your husband, Mr. Valentine?” “He’s somewhere around, do you want an autograph or something? For your i***a, I hear the Valentine auto graph costs about five hundred thousand these days.”

she whispered to the empty hall. She slid the ring onto her fourth finger. It glided on as if it had been molded specifically for her skin. A perfect fit. As she turned her hand, admiring the way the gold glowed, a small card that had been tucked into the velvet lining fluttered to the floor. She picked it up. Uriel’s handwriting was bold and slanted. “Today you couldn’t be my Valentine, but I promise you, if you give me the opportunity, I will be with you on this day for all the years to come and make them unforgettable for you. Always yours, Uriel.”

-Tyler I chuckled a little, figuring it was brotherly humor more than an actual malicious insult. "Sorry," Ryder apologized again as he came up behind me, reading the note over my shoulder. I handed it over to him, "He left a message for you too," I explained with a giggle. "I know, I saw it already," he complained with a groan. "You should probably call him... He's been waiting long enough." My fingers brushed over the delicate purple blooms. I'd received a rose or two for Valentine's Day in the past. Nothing major. Nothing breathtaking. Nothing like this. I buried my face into the blossoms, inhaling the floral scent and basking in it. It was incredible.

Instead of typing it out he sent me another picture, this time of the card. Had a magical night with you last night. Can't wait to make more memories with you. I'll see you Friday bella. I felt my heart skip a beat. I knew Valentine was smooth but damn. This was like a whole other level. This was like suave and sweet and a little cheesy all in one. I texted Adrian a thank you for letting me know before I opened up a message to Valentine. I can't believe you sent me more flowers. They are gorgeous thank you so much!

The angle frames my tits nicely and I'm not too ashamed to say it. "Someone has a secret admirer," Melvin says, taking a large… No, that's not the right word… a huge bouquet in a crystal vase from his cart and placing them on my desk next to my computer. I stare at the flowers for a moment. "Are they for Mr. Valiant?" I ask hesitantly. I swear, if his lady friend from this weekend bought them for him, I'll smash the vase over his damn head. Melvin laughs. "Don't think he's the roses type of guy. They're for you."

He only looked at me with a twinkle of mirth in his eyes. Emma's face darkened slightly upon hearing their words. She shot me a challenging glance as she said, "It's just as well that you're here, Ophelia. I just bought a little trinket on my way here. You should take a look at it." She didn't bother waiting for my response as she pulled out a velvet box and opened it before Caleb. "Valentine's Day is coming up, so I had these custom-made. Do you like them, Caleb?"

Harman nodded at him and left towards giant doors granting them privacy. Crystal was still standing over third last stair and it made her slightly taller from Valentine. Taking a deep breath, Valentine pulled out a small velvet box from his pocket and held it in front of her. "This belongs to my mother. It's a sort of family heirloom that the groom gives his bride before getting engaged. I don't know about a lifetime, but for this moment if we are going out to face the world, their eyes will linger on our joined hands in question and when they will look at you like some other woman, I want them to know that we share something sacred. Whatever is this, we are in this together. I want them to

Sandra's Pov I was taken by surprise when I saw the delicious food on the table, the pangs in my belly intensified at the sweet savoury smell hit my nostrils. I have known Xanvier to be a good cook, and I also know that he only cooks whenever he has plans for a steamy night. I stare at his hazel eyes silently thanking him for being in my life. I am at the stage where I needed a distraction and he's provided that, even without asking. My swelled with so much love for him.

Valentine. Vote❤️ Love, Lexi

He introduced himself, "I'm Ronald Weeks, lady. Twenty-three years old, and I've just graduated from college. Oh, here's a gift for you." He took out a pot of mint, apparently from out of nowhere. The smell sobered me up, and I was half-amused. "It is Valentine's Day today. And you gave me this?" "Yes. I bought this for you," said Ronald earnestly. "Why?" "You're a beautiful woman, and yet you still came to this place on Valentine's Day. I'm sure you know that this place can give you something better than a relationship." No arguments against that. I grabbed Ronald's hand and asked him to drink with me. When I sobered up once more, it was already the next day. I found myself in an unfamiliar