Burning Heart Book Novels & Stories

"There's a fire in my heart that keeps burning and crying out for you!!" I glanced up at the sound of the melodious voice that hit my ears, a few chapters into the book in my hand. The skillful tone of the piano that came after that, left my ears tingling and wanting to find that sound, wherever it was coming from. I kept the book aside, slid into my slippers, and soon began to trace the sound. "For a life that was broken apart, Lord you fixed it all,"

Hello readers, I am sorry to say but, this book 'Hellbent~Denied Love have officially come to an end. I know it ended like cliffhanger. Yes, it did. But, there is a new book squealed to this. It is DANCING IN FLAMES!

I jumped in his path and did everything I could to prevent him from continuing, saying "No, please. I beg you. It would be a terrible mistake to burn the books. Please.” He hissed at me like an animal and asked, "why should I not?" I pleaded with him once more, but he ignored me and went ahead and set fire to the paper. He threw them on my bookshelves, where then burned them. When I saw those lovely books engulfed in flames in front of me, my heart broke into a million pieces.

I missed her fingers against my skin. I missed her mouth. It had only been a day, maybe two… but it felt like weeks. And that wasn’t good. Needing someone like this… it was dangerous. Especially someone who had secrets in her eyes and a fire in her soul. Someone too smart. Too beautiful. Too close. I wasn’t built for this. But I also wasn’t ready to let go. So, I turned up the volume. Let the music drown out the ache. And I drove faster.

Andy’ POV With every step I took, the pain in my heart grew. It was like a fire, burning and consuming me from the inside out. It made my chest ache and made it hard to breathe. The tears that had been pooling in my eyes began to spill over, running down my cheeks. I couldn't stop them; I couldn't even try. I was beyond caring, beyond feeling. I just wanted the pain to end; it seemed like I was swallowed up by the darkness that surrounded me.

I could see it was something big. -I said, "Open it without fear. It's something nice and I think you'll love it," my now boyfriend told me. I opened it very carefully, so as not to break the wrapping. They were books, you could see them clearly. When I took them out of the wrapping paper, I saw that they were law books. I wanted to be a lawyer and the most expensive books were right there in front of my eyes. Now that was the best gift in the world. I was going to read them from head to toe. With so much joy inside I ran to hug him.

My whole body is on fire. I prayed this wouldn’t happen, but it's here because Theo refuses to mark me even though I have found him. I fall to the ground, pulling at my skin to stop the burning feeling. Everywhere is on fire—my arms, my legs, even my heart is burning. I scream as I feel the pain increase with each passing second. I’m being burnt alive.

They can’t hurt what they can’t see. I did not drop it. I raised it. And I looked—not at the chains, not at the monster’s arms—but at its chest. At the place where all those books fused into a roughly rib‑like cage. At the single, massive volume wedged dead center: a heavy, iron‑clasped tome that hadn’t moved once, even when the rest of its body shifted. Its “heart.” “That,” I gasped, pointing with the pen. “Its heart is a locked book—pry it open!”

She lost herself in the words, letting them pull her into another world, another time, another story that wasn’t hers. She didn’t even notice when her eyelids grew heavy. Didn’t notice when the book slipped from her fingers. Didn’t notice when she drifted into unconsciousness. Heat. It was the first thing she felt. An unbearable, suffocating heat pressing against her skin, wrapping around her throat like a vise. Then the smell—thick, acrid, choking. Something was burning. Her eyes snapped open, and terror crashed into her like a tidal wave. Flames. They licked hungrily at the bookshelves, devouring the store in angry tongues of gold and crimson. Smoke curled in thick plumes, turning the air

Lance’s grin widened even more as he leaned closer to my face. “Don’t avoid me too much because in the coming weeks, you’ll be seeing me every day. And every day…I’ll be able to touch you too.” I stiffened. My grip on the book tightened. Fear registered on my face as I instinctively leaned away from him. The things I was hearing were too much for my mind to process. It felt like my knees could give out if I weren’t already sitting. “What the hell are you talking about?” I asked, trying to hide the fear and nervousness in my voice.