Ferel Heart Novels & Stories

I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. Bella's smirk widened, her eyes glinting with malice. "Oh, don't worry. It's nothing too difficult. Just a little favor I need you to do for me. And if you refuse? Well, let's just say I have a lot of friends who would love to hear about what happened here tonight. We might start with your mother inlaw and father inlaw and husband" she said with a smirk

Devoured. His head lowered, and he tasted one of those berries. She gasped as his mouth touched her bare chest, excitement coursing through her entire being. The fear she once felt vanished; she was now craving more. While his mouth explored her breasts, his hand worked magic inside her, opening her, thrusting inside her. With each movement, Grace gasped hard. His fingers eased out of her, replaced by his shaft—shocking, large, too intimate. Then, the fear returned once again.

And slowly the next moment, drops of tears akin to pearls spilled from her eyes. Ahil gasps and feeling guilty he quickly takes his hand away, sensing her petals detaching from his palms. He feels sorry for scaring her even though he didn't intend or do anything. He then tugged her with the seat belt and wiped off her tears gently making her stare at him like a lost puppy. He finds her cute and adorable like that when a droplet of sweat from her forehead rolls down to her cheeks and taking it in his finger, he glances over that and then back at her.

The door to Damien’s office creaked open, its sound loudly heard in the stillness of the moment. “Good afternoon, Mr. Anderson,” she said, her voice steady despite the rapid sound of her heartbeat. Her eyes flicked to her wristwatch—an attempt to maintain her composure in the presence of the man who now held her future in his hands.

By the time I got to the part where he had humiliated me by not showing up at the engagement party, my tears were trickling down, but surprisingly, I didn't feel that much pain in my heart. Time indeed worked wonders. In just a matter of days, I had already gotten over Carl. "I know. You don't need to feel bad. I chose to marry you. You couldn't have forced me into it," Henry declared. "From the time I used to tease you as children till now, my feelings for you have never changed." He pulled me into his arms and comforted me. Instantly, my frazzled heart stilled. It felt like I had finally found a safe harbor of my own after floating around for over 20 years.

She panicked and tried to push herself away. " See! Your lip, it's not bleeding now. " Tessa removed her hand. She touched her lower lip and she got puzzled, astonished, " How did you do that? " She swallowed hard again looking up at her. " I've done it before. Your headache. I'm a rare kind of healer. " Tessa smiled. " Yeah! Healer. I'm a freak. " She whispered. " No, you ain't. " Kellen said, who was sitting on the hood of the Audi, " You need some time. You'll love your new life. " She flashed her beautiful smile.

"I know that Tawny, but It's nothing close to what you feel for Amora.. and do you think you'd lust with someone you feel so little for who's closest to someone you truly love? How will seeing Amora be like? Worse since you guys decided to go behind your so called fiance and have sex...how will you do this? Explain that to me.." "I... don't... I... I'll be fine okay... Amora doesn't want me like I do, she's shown me a thousand times.. and Paris has shown me that she's actually here.. So... I... I..." I tried to swallow since I felt like something was on my neck trying to squeeze my throat. I had abnormal pain on my left side of the body. Tightness and pain was coming strong on my chest and b

Stella was rushing toward me, a half-eaten sandwich in her hand, confusion and panic etched all over her face. “What happened?” she asked, eyes darting between me and the chaos inside. “He’s…he’s having another heart attack,” I managed, my voice barely a whisper. “Oh my God,” she exclaimed. She wrapped her arms around me, grounding me just enough to stop the shaking. I leaned into her, needing that hug more than I realized Minutes felt like hours. I could barely keep my cool, watching how hard the nurses and doctors were trying to keep him alive. Finally, the beeping slowed, Nate's heartbeat returned to normal. The flurry of movement also calmed down. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing from

He didn't even know how to react. He rose and moved toward me. Just as he reached out, ready to close his hand around my throat, the drug surged through him again. Grinding his teeth, he gave up, thinking, 'So be it. Grant humans five years. Such lowly creatures can't even stir up any real trouble.' But then he found himself noticing something else—his queen was strikingly beautiful. Her smile was bright, her eyes clear and unruffled when awake, as if nothing in the world surprised her. Yet asleep, stripped of her defenses, she looked like the innocent girl she still was at her age.

And for the first time since the cage, since the silence, since the fear had wrapped itself around our throats, I allowed myself to believe that after wasn’t just an empty word It was something we were already standing in. I stayed where I was, fingers still loosely curled around Marco’s, even after the room settled again. Letting go felt wrong, like tempting gravity when we were only just learning how to stand. The bond hummed softly beneath my skin, not the sharp, panicked pulse it had been before, but something lower, uncertain, like it was relearning its own shape. A healer entered quietly, their presence calm and unintrusive. They checked Santiago’s vitals again, murmured something reas