Valentino X Lucifer Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Mr. Valentino we—“ The host tried to cut in, but Julian didn’t stop, he leaned closer to the mic, his eyes cold as he stared straight into the camera. “Marcus death doesn’t make me evil, and i owe him nothing… not even my forgiveness. I still hold my grudges against him. The same goes to Bianca… my ex fiancée.” “We are so sorry, Mr. Valentino,” the host said. “For ever questioning your integrity.”

" Lucas saw that Tina was still wearing her stained pajamas and flew into a terrible rage. "All I did was spend Valentine's Day with Mia! How could you be so selfish? You're my mate! You should be more generous and forgiving instead of being so petty and jealous like this!" I saw that Lucas was finally about to enter the bedroom. I got anxious again. Was he finally going to see my body now?

Footsteps—slow and deliberate—echoed down the hallway. Lucien. He stepped into the holding room like a king inspecting his prize, coat billowing behind him. “Ah, my favorite little traitor,” he said, flashing a cold smile at Valentina. “And the Morano Queen… still asleep. Typical.” Valentina spat at his feet. “You’re insane if you think Alex will give you what you want.” Lucien crouched beside her, lowering his voice. “That’s the difference between me and him. He still believes in redemption. I only believe in leverage.”

The fire snapped behind them, lighting the tension between them in amber and crimson. Lucien stepped forward now, his voice quieter, deadlier. “I loved her then. I love her now. And I’m not going to let you shut me out of her life. Not this time. I will protect her. I will earn her. I’ll make her mine—if she lets me.” Valen’s gaze trembled, fury warring with despair. “She doesn’t need your guilt, Lucien.” “And she doesn’t need your control,” Lucien shot back. “She’s not a weapon to be wielded. She’s a storm. And I will stand in it. Every time.”

"It's actually for you. Happy Valentine's Day, Love." Lucifer took the box from me and smiled. "Thanks." He leaned closer to me and reached for my lips. And that's how we spent Valentine's day, no parties, nor a romantic date, simple, but enough for both of us to make each other feel how much we love each other. I hope we stay like this forever.

“I’m finished with this farce,” Valeria shrieked, her voice scraping against the walls of the Nightwood House den. “You cannot possibly be serious.” “I’m entirely serious,” Lucian countered, his shoulders lifting in a casual, lethal shrug. “I was so consumed by the expansion of the territory and the accumulation of wealth that I failed to honor the Luna at my side. I may be too late to salvage the mating bond, but I’m not so dense that I can’t admit my failures. Your artistry is a rare gift, Serena. It may mean nothing to you now, but I am proud of you.”

I whispered, a cold smile spreading across my face. My laughter echoed through the shadows, a menacing promise. "Not yet," I cautioned myself. "Patience. The perfect moment will come. And when it does, Lucifer will fall." With calculated precision, I began to weave my next move, setting the stage for a deadly confrontation. Working with Zoe had been a temporary convenience, but our alliance was built on shifting sands. We shared a common goal – taking down Lucifer – but our motivations diverged. Zoe sought power, whereas I craved vengeance.

She is friendly to all her consumers so I didn't read into it so much. I placed the cup on the counter and walked around to her. The guy, she talking to was handsome. He had all females' eyes of him and some males as well. As soon as we made eye contact, I smiled. "I am sorry to barge into the conversation." I said to him and turned to Ms. M. "I have to go, Ms. M." I kissed her cheek. "Lucifer is in the office today." She smiled. "I keep telling you to leave your cup on the table."

Faustino replied running a thumb through his jaw relaxing in his leather chair. " We will get even. What are the acquaintance are for? Valerio won't let them breath now." Adraino chuckled darkly knowing well about the man in subject. Valerio Valentine, was the heir of the next notorious familigia in Italy. He was know best for holding grudges, you mess with him and he will not spare you until you take your last breath. Cunning, ruthless, psychopath, sociopath , inhuman whatever the other evil name Valerio owned it all. Valentine's and Pietro's were like a family from generation . They both have each other's back at every situation. Adriano however was not a fan of Valerio Valentine. He just

Vix sat across from me at the counter, her hair in a ponytail, with two guns in her belt. I smiled and enjoyed the sweet muffin. Vix laughed and shook her head. "What’s up? " she asked. I shrugged. "What’s wrong, Valentina? " she pressed again. I laughed and leaned in closer. "Have you and him fucked yet? " I whispered, glancing at Dante, who was busy on his phone. She laughed and coughed. "Stop it. What about you and Luca? Oh wait, I didn’t think so," she replied.