Claiming Her Heart Is A War Novels & Stories

I'd realized that I was in love with Wyatt, and my bond with Parker had somehow faded into the background. He chuckled, “I’m not giving up easily. I’m a warrior. I’ve trained to judge a battle. To know how to fight in one. To see when it’s a battle that I will lose, no matter how much fight I put into it. The battle between you and I, it will always be a losing battle. Not only that, but I don’t want to fight for your heart. I shouldn’t have to, and I’m not saying that with any animosity. It’s just the honest truth.”

Raven’s point of view. I was tied up in a dark room, with my hands and legs tried, and a gag put in my mouth. I scanned the room and saw four other girls like me, with our body covered with thin, transparent fabric. I gritted my teeth as I thought of how to free myself from the alpha of Blood Moon’s pack, but just then I heard footsteps approaching the room. “We must do as he says, if we ever want to end this war and get back our soldiers that he is holding captive.” A voice said.

He could feel those knives going through his heart. “Everyone out! Now!” Russe roared with a great anger that his followers had not seen in years. As soon as the room had cleared, Russe slammed the door shut. The news of Adelia’s pregnancy with an outcast child had hit him hard, and he didn’t know how to process it. Due to the loud noise, Adelia awoke to an angry Russe who immediately turned to face her, his eyes blazing with fury. She cowered before him, her hand instinctively going to her flat belly.

I stared directly into her eyes, which were now starting to burn with anger. "All it proves is that you aren't confident you can win him back. In fact, you have no confidence at all." "That's not true!" Victoria shot to her feet. The sudden movement sent her silver spoon clattering against her porcelain saucer with a shrill noise. A few purebloods in the high-end cafe glanced over. She struggled to lower her voice, the cracks in her perfect mask beginning to show as she hastily defended herself. "Caspen isn't mad at me anymore! When we were at the steakhouse, he—"

She kept begging, "Joseph, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Now, it's just the two of us in our family. We only have each other. Please forgive me. I'll obey your every command…" He did not look at her. He only talked to the bodyguards. "Bind her to the bed!" he ordered coldly. He took out a scalpel and slowly unbuttoned Yvette's shirt as she watched in terror. "This heart belongs to Wendy. You don't deserve it, so you should return it to her," he said. "No! Are you out of your mind? I'll die without this heart!" yelled Yvette. Yvette was finally afraid. She had always been adored by her brother.

she said, her tone cutting. She studied me for a moment, her gaze unreadable. “I don’t need to ask how you’re feeling you look like you’re in agony.” I said nothing. I stared at her in silence. I refused to give her or anyone in this family the satisfaction of seeing me break. She laughed, soft but cold. “Look here girl, I hope you now understand what you’ve gotten yourself into. This place? It has always been a war zone. If you want to survive, you’d better brace yourself.”

By the next morning, her eyes were burning, her hair was in a bun she didn’t remember making, and her fingers felt like rubber… But she had something. Not enough to win yet. But enough to corner Sterling. She leaned back in her chair, breathing hard. “Damian,” she whispered to the empty room, “I hope you’re ready…” Because this wasn’t just business anymore. This was war.

She moaned and kissed him harder, letting them dwell in their moment … while inside, her mind burned with one thought How much does he really know?

Alima POV I stood in front of the Alpha’s door, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of my chest. I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to face him. But I had no choice. He had requested to see me. My mind kept spinning with questions I didn’t have answers to. Why was this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? I hesitated, then raised my hand and knocked softly. No answer. I waited, biting my lip nervously. I knocked again, a little louder this time. Still nothing. My breath quickened as I raised my hand a third time, then his voice sounded.

This isn’t business anymore, it’s war… a quiet, invisible, and dangerously close one. I know I already have Daisy’s heart, there’s no doubt about that. I’m just worried about what will happen when Jack finds out the truth…