Valentines Week 2025 Novels & Stories

“Well, I think you can make it up to her somehow.” “How is that even possible?” I asked. He held the screen closer. “It’s February 12th, Darius.” I raised a brow at him. “So?” “It's Valentine’s day… in two days.”

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.

"Yeah. Let's just give them the same names. It wouldn't be a big deal." But to Axel and Cupid, it clearly is a big deal. *** "My daughter," Cupid cried as he held onto his baby. "My son," Axel said, trying to suppress the tears threatening to spill from his eyes. On February 14th, 2097, the two Valentins have been born into the world. Of course, their fathers don't know about this still. They were still too happy in their own space, not knowing that history had once again repeated itself. "Love, come here," Gillian called out.

“I miss you too.” “Not long until Valentine’s Day, though.” “No, that’s true. Well, I’d better go and tell Mum you’re coming up. I think she was crying when I left her.” “Aw, you two. Yeah, go on, go and tell her. What day is Valentine’s Day this year?” “Tuesday.” “And they’re getting married that day?” “Yes.” “How about I come up on Friday night? Stay five nights and go back on the Wednesday?” “Really?”

Megan said shyly. “I would like to,” Selena hinted. “Then do it,” Trevor said as he turned to look at Selena. “The ballroom isn’t being used for anything else.” “Okay. The reception will be here,” Selena confirmed happily. Trevor chuckled and released Megan’s hand. “When is the blessed event?” “February fourteenth,” Selena answered proudly. “Valentine’s Day. Nice touch,” Trevor said with approval. “It’s almost noon. Would you two lovely ladies do me the honor of joining me for lunch in the sunroom?”

"We just hope that if she'll come back, she'll have a good relationship with her parents. It's no easy to grapple with her life." "Yeah," agreed by Trixie. "Don't be such an inconsiderate fathead." "Whatever you say," Angelika muttered with a rolling eyes and I looked down for some unknown reasons. As valentine's day was nearly approaching, we hadnample of time to relax and of course, to prepare and finalize our marriage booth. The party would be on 13 since we didn't have any class on 14. "I'm so excited for tonight's party!" Trixie exclaimed in excitement.

Those tiny fingers trails itself on my bulge, sending electrified wave through my body. Without a second thought, I claimed her luscious lips, her fingers tangled in my hair as she returned the kiss a like more passionate. I thought of clearing the table and having her right there at that moment but on a second thought, I didn't. We have a long night and I need to savour every bit of it. "Tonight, we are young, sweetheart." I mumbled between kisses. It took me every morsel of self control left in me to untangle myself from the steamy passion.

~Friday, February 14, 2025 - Valentine's Day in Santa Barbara Isabella Max and I reached Santa Barbara last night, opting to reserve a penthouse suite for a private Valentine's Day weekend. Yesterday involved exploring the city where our paths first crossed, but tonight promises an entirely different level of intimacy. The evening kicks off with the comical Valentine's Day cards we exchange... "Why am I not surprised?" I chuckle at Max's card, shaking my head at his cheeky sense of humor.

I was halfway to the door when Selima stepped before me, blocking my path with a look that told me I wasn't going anywhere. "Mehanda, it’s Valentine’s Day next week," she murmured. Her eyes searched mine, sharp and knowing. "Are you finally going to tell Uriel? You’ve been pining for him for ages. This is it—the perfect moment to confess before some socialite stakes her claim." I froze, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the strap of my bag.

I wouldn’t be so sure, she murmured back. “The wedding date,” Valen said then. My thoughts snapped back to him, ignoring my wolf. “Will be set for 60 days from now.” Wait. Just sixty days?