Borrowed Hearts Cast Novels & Stories

"Well, I can't help it. The woman I love so much confessed her feelings to me last night. How do you think I feel? My heart is filled with sugar, Valerie." "Your heart? I thought you said your heart was with me?" Valerie asked. "Yeah, my heart was with you, but now that you've agreed to be in a relationship with me and have confessed to being in love with me, I guess... I have a piece of your heart with me. So when I refer to my heart, I'm talking about yours too." "Well, you just succeeded in confusing me even more," Valerie said. "By the way, um, would you like to have lunch with me?"

My chest burned with frustration, and the pain in my heart reminded me of how much I truly cared. The cool night air slapped me as I stepped out of the grand hall, the distant hum of the city was a comforting sound. Lights twinkled on the horizon, their glow failing to quiet the storm in my mind. Behind me, I heard footsteps, I turned half-expecting Aiden. Instead, came the tall frame of Daymon. “Rough night?" His voice was calm, his presence somehow calming. "You could say that," I said, my eyes falling to the floor as I leaned back against the wall.

Mrs Acosta smiled and walk away. Alex let go of Tasha and follow her. "What charm did you use on that girl again Alex? I'm seriously tired of you" Mrs Acosta said when they got to her room. "I changed mum,I really love this girl. Believe me" Alex explained. "How can I be sure you are ready playing with the poor girl's heart?" Mrs Acosta held her head fraustratedly. "I'm serious about her mum,I'm crazily in love with her" "I'll be a fool if I believe you,don't tell me you f*ck her already" She gasped

I just made it for you. Elias knocked the thermos out of her hands. Scalding soup splattered across the floor. "Where's the money? I told you to borrow money! Did you get any?" he screamed hysterically. Claire stumbled back a step, tears streaming down her face. "I tried everywhere. Nobody would lend us anything." "Useless! All of you are useless!" Elias grabbed his pillow and hurled it to the floor. "What am I supposed to do now? Just wait to die? Is that it?"

The sound echoed in my chest like a final nail being driven into the coffin of our friendship. I head back to the house and i sank to the couch, my hands pressing against my temples. "No, no, this can’t be happening," I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. My heart burned, every beat screaming Jude’s name. "How could Jude do this to me, after everything? How could they both do this to me?" My chest ached so badly it felt like I couldn’t breathe. My best friend. My boyfriend. The two people I trusted most had chosen betrayal over loyalty.

But I need to do it. If you do, they wanted me to call me crazy because of this mindset? Well, you're free to call me that. You can even slap me because I deserve that. I don't want to see him broken but I still want to continue my plan. MISSION: BREAK MY BOYFRIEND'S HEART. But... But how to break a heart? How to break his heart, I can't break his heart just like that, I love him so damn much… Suddenly, I saw Charles' face flashing in my mind…

Because the deeper this goes, the more it feels like we’re only beginning to understand what we’ve walked into. This isn’t just matchmaking and fraud. It’s something else entirely. Something with too many moving pieces and far too many corpses. Liberty-Anne. Nathanael Stafford. Richard Pemberton. What did they have in common besides Platinum? Why did they all vanish from the ledger of the living with their finances gutted? It hits me like a punch to the ribs. Sophia’s name could be next on that list and I wouldn’t know until some unfamiliar detective calls me. Pushing her away was a giant fucking mistake.

"On the way back, I already made arrangements for the wedding. It's this weekend. Nicole, don't go. Haven't you always wanted this wedding? I'll stay with you this week, I promise." I looked at the massive bouquet and recalled how, when we had just gotten married, I once asked him for a single rose. Back then, Max had refused. Later, I learned from his diary that in his heart, roses were meant only for the woman he loved most. Now, standing before such a grand display, the excitement I should have felt was nowhere to be found. It seemed I had truly let go. I took the bouquet from Max's hands and, right in front of him, tossed it into the trash can outside the old house.

See you later my love", she said giving Larry a peck on the cheek. Lucy was sitting still on her chair blinking occasionally. She flipped her pen between her fingers and her smile could show she was onto something. She had finally got a plan to worm her way to Larry's marriage. She and Theodora had one thing in common. They love the same man. What could make it impossible for them to be in the same level of minds. Not really friends but being friendly to each other. These were the thoughts that were invading Lucy's mind at that moment. She was plotting to get under Theodora's skin, something she could do with much ease as she knew how to win someone's heart without much ado. She knew how to

My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a hammer against my ribs. In that moment, I was no longer Alexei Pushkin, the ruthless mob boss, but simply a man terrified of losing someone who had somehow found her way into the darkest corners of my heart. Instinct took over. I scooped Zoey into my arms, her body light as a feather against my own. The flames from her burning car cast an eerie glow on her face, highlighting the fear etched on her features. I knew that look all too well – the terror that mirrored my own.