Valentina Stories

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Years after Zeudi and Helena's departure, Clara and Alfonso carry with them not only their name, but also the strength of a love that spanned generations. Amidst laughter, challenges, and discoveries, they and their families learn that true heritage lies not only in memories, but in the way they transform the present, honoring the past and navigating the future. Amid the warmth of the sunset and stories told in the shadow of the Titanic, a new generation rediscovers the meaning of love, courage, and eternity.

I noticed him before I knew his name. He looked at me before I was ready. Leo was never mine. But he made me feel like I belonged to someone. We never said what we wanted. We just kept getting closer-through silence, glances, one kiss that ruined everything, and a tension that never let go. I thought I was just a girl with a crush. Then he whispered, "If it's too much... say red." That was the night I learned control could be gentle. That surrender didn't mean weakness. And that some boys don't touch you to take. They touch you to undo you.

After the Blip, Y/N Stark runs her father's empire-until Valentina Allegra de Fontaine walks in with an offer she can't refuse. Power, danger, and desire collide... and saying no isn't an option.

This is Valentina Alvarez's love story, she finds herself romance with none other than her brother's charismatic best friend, Raphael Gonzalez. Their story unfolds in a chaos of emotions, secrets, and a love that's a spinning turn of events that leads them to find each other and become the best for one another. Valentina was a witty loveable person, but she tended to keep to herself which is probably why she found it hard to find someone who could keep up with her. But that's where Raphael comes in, he tended to push buttons but mostly Vale's. He was a sarcastic asshole, to say the least. However, he did tend to soften up around her but that's only cause she's his best friend's little sister... right? Or was it that maybe he did have a thing for her... who knows really, he was a complicated guy when it came to love. He couldn't keep the same girl for a week straight that's what Vale thought since she's definitely seen it happen and obviously from the stories her brother has told her about him. But will he change his ways to be with Vale or will he stay being a man whore? How will these two find their love if they're very different from one another?

people die in this story

- 𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 - - Could the angsty teen Bianca Del Rio's stay at a mental hospital be better than she anticipated when she meets her polar opposite, a chola that goes by the name of Adore Delano? Man im shit at writing descriptions, just read the freaking fic

She saw the pain in those blue eyes, she wrapped her heart with her love and mends her broken soul.

is it nessacary to have a child from your own womb? is blood really more stronger than the heart? can't you have children who aren't your own from blood but are yours by heart? find out in this story

¿Alguna vez has escuchado la canción titulada "Carmen" de Lana del Rey? Pues, esta canción habla sobre los sentimientos de la chica más popular, Ámbar Smith.

[Contains spoilers!] L and Valentina have always been good friends, no doubt about that. Either of them would go to extraordinary lengths to protect the other, so when L is given the Kira case, Valentina can't help but go snooping. It wasn't her intention, however, to discover Kira in the process. But when Light finds out Valentina knows his secret, he must go to great lengths to stop her. If that means killing her, fine by him.

sorry about the mistakes, I typed most of it with my phone, hope you enjoy it :-(

This is a fanfiction of a web series called stupid wife. It will be about Luiza and Valentina's past before they got married.

My name is Valentina Ayers, I would ask for your name but I realise, I don't care. I don't care about a lot of things, happiness, friendship, love or family. None of those things matter to me. All the matters to me is staying alive and in the dark. As long as I have those two things I don't care about anything else or anyone else. Also don't annoy me, I have a very short temper

'So, You want to know my secret Marisol?' The question resounded in her mind. She wished she had never said yes. Actually, she wished that she had never gone poking around, trying to figure out why this was all happening to her. She wanted to laugh at her own stupidity but it was impossible. She was choking on her own blood, so laughing would prove far too difficult. Marisol lay on the floor, her artery shoddily severed, and only a quick and painful death awaited. She never saw it coming. She was too shocked by what she had discovered to realise the piece of wire being delicately placed around her neck. In one swift motion, everything became hazy. The cut felt like a pinch that turned into utter agony as she looked at the blood pouring onto her cream dress. Now, curled up on the floor, her only thought was on Valentina. Who was going to warn Valentina not to go searching for answers? Marisol realised that her death would not stop the alliance. The alliance between the kingdoms of Arendere and Vargon was going to happen. She was replaceable. Valentina hated this life, but she would have to leave her warrior roots behind and take Marisol's place. Valentina was going to have to take her place in the line of succession. She would have to wed the Prince of Arendere, a man known for his charm, sarcasm and seductive nature. The consequences would be dire. Marisol knew that the Prince of Arendere would meet his match in Valentina. They were cut from the same cloth and dangerous sparks were bound to fly. When she finds out what in in store for her, she will not go quietly. She knew her sister and she loved to ask questions. Those questions would be the death of her. Even gods can die Valentina. They had killed Marisol, and now they would kill the next heir to the Vargon Kingdom oh, but Valentina was so much more. She was the future for us all. As Marisol succumbed to the darkness, her last thought was: Valentina, don't trust my mother, do not trust the Queen.