A Heart Worth Stealing Novels & Stories

"She spent all the pack's reserves on those faulty engines. She’s desperate now." He leaned in closer, his breath smelling like the sharp grain of the whiskey. He said she traded the "Heart of the Pack", a famous moonstone treasure, to get cash. My eyes widened in genuine shock. That stone was the soul of our people, a relic that was never supposed to leave the vault.

His hand shoots out, grabbing my neck, not tight enough to choke but firm enough to pin me in place. “I don’t give a fuck about what Damon thinks,” he growls, his face inches from mine, his grip tightening just slightly, “he’s a fine thief… all he does is steal… steal… and steal…” A thief. The word hits something in me. My mind flashes, a quick memory slipping through before I can stop it, a voice so low saying almost the same thing. My breath catches for a second. But I push it down, forcing my eyes back on him “At least he didn’t throw me away first,” I shoot back, my voice shaky but still holding that edge, “at least he didn’t need to lose me to realize what I was worth”

I asked and told no one, but I knew they understood. We are connected to each other now, one way or another. I felt an arm on my shoulder as a hand patted me hard. "Who would have thought we would become family?" Riley asked, and I chuckled. He was right. Who would have thought Riley and I would be connected in this way? The Goddess did play us all well. She did. But I wasn’t complaining. THE END. STEALING THE HEART OF MY ALPHA - Cassandra M / JULY - OCT 2022

Max couldn’t help but frown at the thought of Asia having a boyfriend. He couldn’t understand why he was so jealous by this news. It was not about her having a boyfriend but the man she actually chose as a boyfriend… Max hated Levi in the business world. Levi was better known for stealing and ruining anything he touched.. Max was only good for using women to fund his next big project.. Max wondered how this smart lady end up in the grip of Levi.. Max knew he was only after her money and he could not let that happen. I will take you away from such a greedy person…

Parker asked and Asher closed his eyes momentarily, all his life he has fallen in love once and it was with Jane, and she betrayed his love, he doubt he would ever let that loose easily again. He drew a sharp breath and stretched a pen over to Parker. “If that is okay, sign it, and the money will be all yours.” He informed him and Parker saw he wasn’t willing to answer his question. Parker understood that asking a stranger to give his heart away would be impossible and he doubt Olivia would fall in love with him. The contract seemed good, so he put his signature and Asher put his seal on it, he handed one to Parker and the other he took and got to his feet, so did Parker.

"Don't come closer! You're lying. It wasn't like that! It's not like that! Charlotte must be waiting for me at home. I'm going home to see her right now!" He stumbled out. Ruby tried to stop him, but she didn't succeed. She turned to me, intending to beg me once again so that I'd consent to donate Charlotte's heart to her son. I didn't even look at her as I grabbed the metal chair beside me and threw it at her. She'd killed my daughter. How dare she strip Charlotte of her organs? Screaming, Ruby dodged the chair. The other medical personnel grabbed me, holding me back. In my weakened state, I couldn't break free of them, so Ruby ran out of the room, clutching her head.

“You’re nothing but a gold digger. You probably saw Alaric Vale on TV once and decided to use his name. Pathetic.” The employee holding the card glanced between us uncertainly, “Mr. Vale’s card is custom.” She stammered, “No one has one except him. The crest is…” “Stolen!” William cut her off sharply, “And she’s going to answer for it.” “William.” I said, my voice flat, “That card wasn’t stolen. It was given to me. But of course, you wouldn’t believe that because small men like you can’t stand the idea that a woman they’ve underestimated could possibly have ties above their reach.”

A life is at stake here! His words left me dumbfounded and hurting, like I had my heart gouged out too. I held Stan's photo tightly against myself, but no matter how hard I gripped it, it wasn't filling the hole in my chest. "A life is at stake?" I laughed wryly, before snapping coldly, "When he just went missing for hours?! My dear Stan had an accident and then got his heart taken away! So I guess some lives are more at stake than the others?!"

Turns out most men aren’t very practical thinkers—they need disaster to strike before they realise the risk. Caspian headed for the old newspapers and tabloids, spending almost half an hour wrestling with dust-coated shelves. I focused on myself instead. My heart had been stolen first. I started with records of unnatural werewolf murders. I pulled two books from the restricted section. Both mentioned heart organs stolen from two wolves by sorcerers, later trafficked through the black market. I thought about the link between the organ thefts described in the books and the heart thefts I’d experienced—mine, and the one Alpha Fridmund’s sibling had suffered.

I assumed they were all waiting to see whether I would fight Jessica. After all, everyone loved watching drama unfold. Jessica lifted the bracelet in front of me, then tossed a bank card onto the floor at my feet. "Here is five million. I want you to leave this place immediately and never see Derrick again." She looked at me arrogantly, but I merely bent down and picked up the card, then replied calmly, "Deal." No one had expected me to pick up the card. The looks they gave me were filled with contempt. After all, the position of Mrs. Waterson was worth far more than five million.