Dr Quinn Heart Within Novels & Stories

No big declarations or dramatic confessions. Just the soothing sounds of the house and the gentle rhythm of two hearts learning to be soft again. ---

she whined playfully. The camera panned slightly to reveal Vittorio. He was kneeling on his heels in front of her, his usually aloof face softened by an expression I had never seen. His slender fingers delicately held a pastel band-aid, carefully wrapping it around her tiny scratch. Then, he lowered his head and pressed a lingering kiss to her fingertip. I stared fixedly at the glowing screen, the blue light reflecting in my hollow eyes. Suddenly, the stitches on my head felt as though they were being ripped open all over again, raw flesh rubbed with coarse salt. The agony was so suffocating it made my fingertips go completely numb.

Quinn breathed out for a while, and calmed down before speaking again. “So, where can I find Henry then? I want to see him!” She rushed out impatiently. “Henry's in a critical condition.” He said, and Quinn could literally feel her heart drop to her stomach as a sudden feeling of dread washed over her. “According to what the doctor said, the gunshot wound turned out to be a very critical case, and it might take a while for him to get healed.” Quinn drowned out the remaining of Adam's words as all she could hear was the rush of blood in her ears. Her head pounded as fresh hot tears began to seep out of her eyes.

“Or I’ll break something you won’t recover from.” Quinn looked at Daxton, tears streaming down her face. Then she nodded. “I have nothing to hide,” she whispered. My vision blurred red. I half-shifted. Bones cracked, muscles expanding as my claws slid free, sharp and gleaming. My eyes burned, the world around me dimming as my focus narrowed to a single point. I turned Quinn hastily, positioning her exactly where I needed her. Then I plunged the claws of my right hand into the base of her neck, just behind the spine.

The complex is modern and high tech as well. It’s a beautiful day, the sun is shining and the warmth from the sum warms my chilled skin. Summer is my favorite season, keeps me energized. I knocked on the door of apartment 6. Dogs barking, Ruby must have dogs. Dez has been quite secretive about her, this of course has my interest peaked. I wouldn’t be surprised by a shift in his loyalty, after all ones mate is something to be cherished. I want my son happy, not my prisoner. Makers usually turn someone in hopes of eternal loyalty and servitude.

“I see. I don’t see it as a problem. You are here now with us, and that only means one thing. Xavion cares about you more than himself, Quinn. You are more than special to him.” . C.M. LOUDEN

the emotion starting to get to him. “I know… I remember.” Hux said. “That’s why I’m here.” Quinn told him. “To see if any part of that guy is still around.” A knock on the outbuilding door pulled Quinn from his thoughts. He immediately assumed it was Dany, and that she’d discovered she was missing her cards. He hoped not because that was going to be his way in.

"See this chamber here? The patient's natural healing abilities are amplified when..." (Third-person's POV) Quinn Sullivan spotted Grace as she turned away. He gave Ethan Silver a conspiratorial nudge, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Over there—your Luna is here too," he said, nodding toward the Moonstone Remedies section. Ethan glanced in the direction Quinn pointed. Sure enough, Grace was standing with Simon Preston and several colleagues, studying a prototype healing acceleration chamber. Her hands moved with precision as she explained something technical, her expression animated with genuine interest.

Goddess help me, I prayed silently. “A mate is the other half of a wolf. The one person who was created just for us. Wolves spend all our lives searching for them. Some people, like me get lucky and we don't have to search that long. Aurora, you are the other half of my soul. When I saw you, it was like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. We were made for each other." I tried to reach out to touch her but she just moved back, shaking her head. I don't think anything in life has ever hurt more than this, not even watching my parents die.