3 Intertwined Hearts Novels & Stories

He couldn't move his gaze as he looked at the two red heart rings. "What is it?" Violet asked curiously, looking at Lucian's face. "Those rings are so beautiful," Lucian said as he kept his gaze on the rings. Violet moved her gaze to look at the rings. Her heart suddenly beat fast in the same awe and happiness that Lucian felt. "Oh, my... You're right. They are so beautiful." She looked back at his face. "Let's buy them," she said excitedly. He nodded into her eyes with a smile on his face.

"How can I stay away from you when you're bound and etched in my heart. I can't live well anymore without you. I need you Carina. I miss you so much. I'm losing my mind Carina, please just give me a second chance to make things right between us." He's so close to me that I can feel his heartbeat. I should move away from him or I won't be able to control myself around. I tried moving back and slipped. Luckily he was there to catch me before I fell. He pulled me up and I landed on his chest. He held me close that I felt so much comfort I didn't want to let go. "Drake please... Just let me go. We can't be together anymore." I said and pulled away.

He reached somewhere under the table and handed me a box of Godiva chocolates. I laughed. “You’re not planning to make me fat, are you? Or do you believe that chocolates are the best breakup buddies?” He shrugged but instead of replying, he smiled at me crookedly. I opened the box. It was a collection of heart truffles in milk, white, and dark chocolates. There was a huge heart chocolate in the middle with an engraving at its center. Voudrais tu m'épouser? My heart caught in my throat. I didn’t speak French, but I knew that phrase sounded so familiar!

Sanvika changed angles and took him in through her lips. They stumbled back into the restaurant… Entangled hands and legs…. Just frantically kissing. Vivaan grabbed her lifted her up and pressed her to the wall. Sanvika closed her legs around him. She kissed him with passion. Vivaan kissed down to her neck and down to her cleavage. Sanvika’s fingers entangled in his hair as her head fell back in pleasure. She bit onto her lips.

Sure it had something to do with business. "How have you been?" I directed the question to Bryan. Something flickered in his eyes for a moment. It seemed the question had made him recollect himself. Bryan and I might share something unique in common, but we weren't exactly alike. I liked women, he knew it. And with Isla, everything was changing in such a pace that I couldn't believe. It was unlike what I had ever felt for anyone. It wasn't just a random feeling, it felt like my heart had been tied to hers—Entangled. That was why despite how wrong I felt it was to be fucking Mason and Olivia's little princess, it still felt so right and so fucking good.

Damion held me tighter, grounding me, anchoring me. Outside, the moon shifted behind a cloud — silver dimming into shadow. Inside, our hearts beat as one. Preparing for whatever darkness waited next.

she gives me air kisses and leaves. I sigh, a huge smile on my face, I look at the papers again and it brings joy to my heart but not as much as those flowers, I stare at the petals, my fingers brushing through them softly,my heart pulled in two different directions, softened by the memory of Matteo but heavy with Dexter's growing presence in my life. How can I possibly be in love with two brothers? My heart strings pulled in two different directions, my smile fades. **************** I pack up my bag and laptop when I hear a little knock on my door, I look up and see Dexter and my heart increases in pace, excitedly.

We walked it together flames entwined bodies entwined hearts entwined. Our story remained a living flame. Deep. Passionate. Forever burning.

I stumble, I fall, I topple I turn, I can twist in the mist, Only if you agree to hold me ... when I fall All Hearts !!

"Damn it, Jax, my..." "You're a damn worrier," he wrapped his arm around mine, and pulled me until I was damn close to him, and that was, damn close, so much so that my hair brushed against his chest because I was almost on top of him. "Trent is upstairs with your friend there." He strangely seemed older than twenty, as if the action of caressing my cheek made him seem more mature, but it wasn't that, it was seeing him responsible for taking care of me; "and the other two... nothing will happen to them."