Valentines Week 2025 Novelas e Histórias

“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?

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

Seth groans under his breath besides me but changes course anyway, dragging me along with him like he already knows resistance is useless. Jordan who looks like he’s been running on coffee fumes for three days, give us a razor sharp grin. “Perfect timing you two. We’re lining up couples for a Valentine’s feature — Love on Campus. We need photos, interviews, whole sprea, you name it and you two would be perfect.” I blink. “It’s November Jordan.” He waves a hand flippantly . “Magazines plan ahead. We need everything taped now so it’s polished and ready for February. It’ll only take a few minutes.”

The clock struck midnight, and the air buzzed with the soft, sweet scent of roses wafting through my open window. Valentine's Day. Lovers’ Day. A day meant for chocolates, kisses, and promises whispered in candlelight. A day that should’ve felt special—romantic, even. But instead, I was alone in my apartment, sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at the quiet screen of my phone.