Valentine Tablet Novels & Stories

Then back to the screen. Test me. Her tablet chimed softly. An incoming message. From an unknown number. It contained only four words. You were not supposed to wake. Valerie lifted her gaze. And the vote began.

“Excuse me?” Valerie turned to her fully now, expression gentle, almost regretful. “I don’t mean that unkindly, It’s just… he has a type.” Arielle crossed her arms. “And that would be?” “Broken,” Valerie said simply. “On the worst day of their lives.” The words sliced deeper than Arielle expected. Valerie reached into a slim clutch and pulled out a tablet. “Before you decide I’m jealous or bitter or bored,” she continued calmly, “let me show you something.”

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!

A Loveless Marriage. Valenticia's POV: I stood in the kitchen, my fingers trembling slightly as I arranged strawberries around the rim of a porcelain plate. The scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, mingling with the rich aroma of buttered croissants and scrambled eggs. "Is this alright, madam?" Maria, the maid, held up a crystal vase filled with soft pink peonies—Dmitri’s favourite. "It’s perfect,” I whispered, my voice barely rising above a whisper.

"Oh, honey, you didn't have to," Valéry smiled as Trinity handed her the black pearl pendant which she was told the place was famous for. "And I've got chocolate covered macadamia nuts for the twins and a bottle of Hula O Maui for Stefan," Trinity said instead, taking the items out and placing them on the table as she did so.

But that's beside the point. I watch as Valentin opens one of the small drawers on his wooden desk and places a tablet on top, pushing it towards me. “What's that?” I ask with a frown. “Medicine for your headache.” “How...? I'm not hungover, don't worry.” “I know. I didn't say I was. Take it,” he says, bossily, as if I didn't have the choice to refuse.

Period. Haven had woken up early today since it was a very special day for her and her boyfriend, James Cross. It was their 3rd anniversary. Despite being the young generation, she was not the modern girl who would just move in and out of relationships and barely thought of commitments. She was in love with James and had a stable relationship for an appreciable amount of time. She always looked forward to their future as a young married couple, good parents, and growing old together with James.

“It was because I am a selfish man, Travis simply wanted to get back at me.” “I see…” He massaged his chin softly. “Somehow Valentina got herself involved in a love triangle, between best friends.” “That is not important right now.” I scolded and he flushed beet red, “Do you know the book Valentina always likes reading?” “Um…” He went into deep thought for a while, and then he shrugged. “I know she reads a lot of books, but I haven’t actively, tried to look at her book.” “There is this particular book, she loved to read, it’s a plain white book, and the title is Valentine’s Day.” I narrated taking the next five minutes of my time to describe just how the book looks. “The author’s name was Gu

“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.