Double Hearts Novels & Stories

"Stop calling me with that nickname, I'm not your girlfriend anymore." "That's right, because if you were then you would have been under me by now moaning my name out while s*ck up that sweet nectar of yours leaving you breathless. Tell me, does he make you c*m like I did, know all your sweet spots? Does he know that you wouldn’t be able to control yourself if I just put a kiss right here?" He whispered the last part out as he tapped the skin below my ear. Oh God, how good it felt.

"Yes, Aella. You are my heartbeat. How can one survive without a heart?" "I love you Ace; I love the way you love Mia. You are such a good father." "I love you too Aella, and thank you for giving me, Mia" "Well, that explains why I ended up with baby number two." I laugh, kissing my wife. "Let me show you how much I have missed you." She is mine, she is my heartbeat, and as long as my heart keeps beating, I will know that she is mine. And at that moment, surrounded by Aella's smile and love, I knew strongly that our love would outlast even the setting sun.

Richard responded coldly. "How could you do this to me? I trusted and loved you with all my heart." Sheila said as the tears which had been holding fell freely. Richard stood firm on seeing Sheila's emotions had ran high. "Please use the door or don't blame me for being rude, because I hate seeing tears" he said, unfazed. Sheila's voice was barely above a whisper as she pleaded with him. "I know you have a reason for this. Please stop this game and don't go through with this divorce of a thing, will you do that?."

Her face bloomed up when she heard his rhythmic yet strong heart beat; her whole world felt dovish whenever she heard this melody. She looked up at him and confessed, "Sheng, you know, your heartbeat is my favourite kind of sound." Her smile was like sunglight blazing over the mountains, a passionate warmth amidst the horizon. He replied, "It's mine favourite too because it enounces your name." The girl was surprised, "For real?"

Covering her mouth, she gasps in response, shaking her head side by side. Just then, Koishi's eyes fall upon the tiny hearts over the corner of the hologram. Out of the 10 hearts, two and a half were coloured bright red while others were grey. 'Wait, so does that mean the numbers which were decreasing were the likeability of Koishi? That is me. Wow, as far as I could remember, it was easier to win the heart of Koishi than others characters in the game. At the same time even easy to get a good ending with him'

he immediately kept aside the phone and lifted the fork and rolled some spaghetti, cut a small chunk of cheese and dipped it in some pasta sauce before bringing it to her lips “Here doll, open your mouth, be careful to not to let it fall on your dress,” Why is the heart the most sensitive and fragile part of love? Why does it get crushed easily with just a slight push ? All Hearts!!

Rhea moved silently, her expression unreadable as she studied the shifting light. “Stay close,” Rhea instructed. “Once you step into the altar’s domain, there’s no turning back. The trials are designed to test not just your physical strength, but your will, your heart.” Lia’s chest tightened. **Her heart**. What did that mean? The glowing pulse from the Heart grew brighter still, casting long, distorted shadows across the cracked stone and broken columns that once held sacred significance. The ruins themselves seemed to lean in, the air thick with anticipation. The past, the present, and the future merged in this place—the gateway to a power older than the Empire itself.

Storm, Storm in my heart, can you stop scaring me hard, loom not above my head, let me be tucked cozy in my bed, All Hearts !!

He shook his head dumbly in denial, "The gate will open on its own when either warrior loses," Roley angrily kicked the protective veil, "She's already lost, her heart has been thrown on the floor stage. How can she live on?" Hana quietly picked up the heart that Roley had thrown down the stage in her hands, she watched the steady beating of her heart exclaim, "This is the heart of a healthy person."

I say softly “The big slow heartbeat under everything,” he says, his eyes still fixed on the mountain. “It’s beating… but it’s lonely. It misses us.” A shiver moves through my body, though the air stays still. Him too, it touches - same feeling, just deeper than sight. Not imagined, more like knowing without words. Kieran approaches. “The path to the Heart is not for the faint of foot. It is a full day’s climb to the sacred cleft.”