A Man Of My Heart Mga Nobela at Kwento

“W-wait—this is the part where you release me. I gave you all the information I know.” Adrian stared down at him with a cold, controlled fury that could turn oceans to ice. “No,” he said flatly. “This is the part where you die and for the record, you are a terrible negotiator.” The rogue blinked. “What?” Adrian leaned in slightly, eyes glowing molten gold. “May you regret the day you ever laid hands on my girl,” he said, “and tell Hades I'm saying hello.” Adrian's fingers cracked as they changed shape, forming claws. He thrust his hand into the chest of the Leader and ripped out his heart, hands bloodied as the organ beat in his palm.

Which ever decision i decide make seems to be against me. How did i get it all wrong for things to be this messy. I'd never envisioned I'd be in a situation where I'd have to pick between two perfect men. It feels so wrong to reject Mr. Jordan, but my heart wants, it always had from the start, my heart was created for him. "Is it Michael" How close can someone be to having an heart attack, i felt so close, so close to having one. "No, no, it's not. I haven't decided yet" i haven't decided yet

Then he again turned to face me. “I'm just going to follow my heart without changing anything. If it's comfortable to treat me like a friend, do that. But you are not a friend to me. Remember that.” I felt my eyes burning as tears brimmed into my eyes. Why does this man love me so much? I'm a sinner for breaking such a nice man's heart who loves me so much.

“This last song is dedicated to the woman I love the most. I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you . . . You are my sun, my moon, and all of the stars. You brighten up my life, sweetheart. And I am the man who can’t be moved because of you . . . “ His lips lifted as he stared at me. My two knees are shaking. Tears already flowing endlessly at both my cheeks. I covered my lips when someone pulled my hand to take me on stage. The crowd is getting wild. They are all cheering for us. But I was deafer to the loud beating of my heart. Damn! This is not just a dream, Cherry! As I walk closer to him. The song, The man who can’t be moved by The Script is playing. Cause if one day y

A man who chose to give me his heart without asking for anything in return. A man I can trust not just with my heart, but with my fears and pain. A man I know will never judge me for what I have done or what was done to me. I opened my mouth a few times, trying to say something, anything, to the man who was staring at me, but nothing came out. I wanted to cry and scream because of my helplessness, but even that I couldn’t do.

I was breathing heavily leaving the door while holding my chest. "This man is really injurious to my heart."

he says and my heart skips a beat. What does this man do to me?

I gulped, pressing a hand over my aching heart. He was the man.

No one could ever have the power to defeat the most powerful one, which is our heart. I do not know when it did start, how did it start, and why did it start... One thing I am sure about is what my heart is telling me right at this moment. He is the first man I have ever love. The first man I have ever given my heart to. The first man I care for... The first man whose lips were my salvation... He shut his eyes tightly as he lets out a deep sigh. It was as though something lifted from his chest, making him to be able to breathe properly and peacefully.