Your Valentine Novels & Stories

In my right hand, a very expensive bottle of champagne, his favourite as well, which, I chuckled to myself, left me a little broke. I walked down the hallway of Montague tech, and then pressed the elevator button that would take me to the floor of my boyfriend's office. Today was Valentine's Day and I was going to propose to my boyfriend of three years. I know he was the one that was traditionally meant to propose to me, but he was pretty indecisive, and we had soulmate energy. Why wait any longer when we could tie the knot now? And knowing him, he'd be appreciative that I actually put my foot first, he'd say yes. We were too good together. I could feel it in my bones.

I said and Chloe smiled "You really like this guy , don't you?" "I don't know" I shook my head "You missed him when he stopped bothering you , waking up every 2 a.m everyday because you remembered every moment that you spend with him in this time and the fact that you only see him Val.. you like this guy" "I guess" "Love isn't about one person fighting alone Valentine , it's about 2 people. If there's only one person who fights.. there will be time for them to give up"

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!

Valentine: I'm not stealing glances from you. Me: Yes, you are. Valentine: No, I'm not. Me: Then, what are you doing? Valentine: Trying to steal your heart. What the fuck. I muttered under my breath, and by that, I stopped entertaining him.

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

Lucien walks in holding a massive bouquet of roses. And in that moment, I realize what today is. Valentine’s Day.

Lucia said, her face was red in embarrassment, "You shouldn't peep in others' phones without their permission. What did you saw?" Valentine looked away, " I saw nothing, he was really alone." His words only embarrassed her further. He pressed her thighs. Valentine looked back to see Lucia embarrassed, her face was red. He approached her and held a strand of her hair from her straight blonde hair. His face approaching closer to her face, her expression softened.

I reached out and held her hand, my voice sincere. Valerie froze, eyes wide with shock. "Austin, did you even understand what I just said?" "I did," I replied, my tone unusually understanding. "I know how much Mrs. Dyer means to you. Without her, you wouldn't have come to this college, and we'd have never met. We owe her everything." My earnest words seemed to lower Valerie's guard. She hesitated, then continued, "I'm glad you understand. Don't worry, Eugene and I have agreed to do this through IVF. We would never betray you.

Summary: A young woman gets a surprise gift from her husband on valentine's day. It turns out to be a glimpse of her past life, and she finds herself pleading to be used by not one, but several strangers. •••••••••••• A Valentine's Slut (Part 1)

whispers Michael. I lift one foot and then the other, sensing Michael´s movement, as he bends to take it from under me. I stand, fully naked, before my audience of ´Valentines´. St Valentine - the Patron Saint of Love - physical love? I wonder if he guessed what he started?