Vincent Valentine Turk Mga Nobela at Kwento

“A former Delta Force member who left as a Lieutenant is something to be wary of. Since you came here for greener pastures, I will treat you well monetarily. All I ask is for you to remain loyal and do a good job. Did Andy tell you the basics?” “Yeah!” Wolf exclaimed. “He told me the fact that you were just under the guise of creating a security company.” “Then, next person…” I said solemnly. The third man started to talk now. “Nice to meet you, ma’am. I have to confess that you are a very beautiful woman. I have noticed that the other men exhibited no gentlemanly behaviour. My code name is Valentine and it is because I am a lover of LOVE,” he said calmly. “I was in the Naval Special Warfare

By the time she reaches the story about hiding his truck keys inside a frozen turkey, I'm laughing through bouts of after puke belches. Eventually my stomach gives up. There's simply nothing left inside me. I slump backward against the partition with a groan from deep in my soul and close my eyes. The cold feels wonderful against my overheated skin. Across from me, Valentine, or Val as she told me she prefers, remains completely unfazed by the entire experience. She rises, runs a cloth beneath cold water and crouches in front of me. The usual bristle I feel when someone tries to take care of me is absent with her, it feels strangely natural as she gently pats my forehead and cools my face.