3 Intertwined Hearts Novels & Stories

A vengeance whose ultimate jewel, the multiplied reason for being, are the children, and her. But at this moment, faced with this scene of absolute and doubled peace, the vengeance seems distant. Secondary. It's the foundation, not the heart. The heart beats here, on this rug, in two perfectly synchronized beats, in Lilou's whisper and Léon's concentration, in the invisible bond that unites them and that unites us to them. Martha's hand seeks mine, squeezes it briefly. Her grip is firm, charged with all the promises kept and yet to be kept. Doubled promises.

"I should’ve realized sooner. You were working together this whole time. Both of you lied to me! Where is she? Make her come out!" Looking at him standing there on the verge of collapse, my chest suddenly ached. Slowly, I opened a drawer and took out the black card he had given me, along with the cologne he had left behind at the villa. "Are you looking for these?" Jenson stopped dead in his tracks. Then his eyes landed on the matching bracelet around my wrist. One familiar object after another. Each item from the past began to surface on the very woman Jenson had treated with contempt.

In every combination, like this bar doesn’t just mix drinks in the perfect combination, but they have heart ice cubes, and straws decorated with sickening heart sparkles, too. I see guys in love with girls; girls in love with other girls, guys in love with other guys. I even see the rarest animal of them all: two men in a loving relationship with one girl. A threesome of the heart, it seems. And not just in the sheets. Not just for the kink.

"Hjartabondi." Naida's eyebrows shot up as she understood the meaning, as they were bonded but not just bond-mates but romantically in love as well. She eagerly signed back, "I'm so happy for you!" She then looks to Tritan, curious to see his reaction. Tritan wears a nervous smile on his face, unsure of how to respond. Without hesitation, Finrir reaches over Naida and single-handedly lifts Tritan from where he was sitting in the tent, placing him gently on top of his own chest. Finrir wraps his arms around Tritan and kisses him passionately. Naida blushes at the intimate scene unfolding before her, witnessing their deep connection. Tritan doesn't protest; instead, he welcomes the affection a

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A day where two hearts got separated where as the other two got connected for the first time. Do vote and comment. Thank you.

Two separate hearts whose gravity creates a single, inseparable path. I stop breathing. Not a graft. Not a chain. Not a fusion. A binary star. Two separate suns. Two distinct, whole, powerful entities. Our own gravity. Our own light. Forever tied, not by a forced connection, but by the natural, inevitable, beautiful force of our own selves. Inseparable, not because we are woven together, but because the path we create together is the only one that makes sense. Arthur’s hand finds mine. His fingers lace through my own. Not a desperate grip. A quiet, solid clasp.

I pushed at Kairos’ shoulders while I broke away from Max’s mouth. “I want you,” I said to Max. Then to Kairos, “I want you.” They both looked back at me with hunger and lust. Then I realized. Lifting one hand, I placed onto Kairos’ chest. With the other, I placed onto Max’s, right over both of their hearts. Under my hands, I felt their hearts beating, in tandem with my own. Three hearts, one heartbeat.

I sit, facing him, my eyes shining with anticipation. “Close your eyes.” “Okay.” I immediately shut my eyes, going crazy with excitement. “Open them.” As I open my eyes, I see him, smiling at me. He gestures to me to look down, and as I do, I notice he is holding two silver bracelets, each adorned with a half-heart charm. He takes my wrist, clasping one bracelet around it, while he wears the other. “These are us.” He takes my hand and brings it close to his, aligning the two charms. As they touch, the halves fit perfectly together, forming a complete heart. His fingers are entwined with mine.