Flurry Heart's Story Novels & Stories

Flora's heart sank as she began to read. “It appears that the glitz and glamour of high society have once again been marred by scandal. Flora Grey, known for her philanthropic activities and marriage to manufacturing CEO Henry Grey, has been making headlines not for her philanthropic efforts or business acumen, but for her tumultuous love life.”

I press the letter to my chest and I feel the heart thump against the paper like a reply. "I don't know your name as I write this. I don't know your face. But I know you needed a heart and I have one to give, and honestly that's a better love story than most people get. My heart is stubborn, that’s a fair warning. It beats faster when it's angry and slower when it's near lavender and it has a terrible habit of falling in love with people who don't know what to do with love. That might be my fault. Or it might just be the heart. Either way, it's yours now. So make sure you appreciate it and treat it better than I did."

She had learned long ago that in matters of the heart, only success matters—and she intended to succeed where Audrey Winter had failed. In his den, Florian's golden eyes were bloodshot, his body trembling with rage. He had just kicked a waste receptacle across the room, scattering its contents. Ever since Audrey had reappeared in his life, he had become less prone to these outbursts of anger. But now, the fury burning within him was even more intense than before.

All the businesses that have helped us stay under the radar have almost been bankrupted by Flameheart. Had Ambrosia not intervened, all the businesses that we painstakingly cultivated for years would have collapsed. This is why I am beside myself with anger. I cannot swallow this sort of embarrassment. A puny human is giving me headaches and on the other hand. I am being haunted by my long-gone enemy. I have to overcome this no matter the cost!

Wasn't he the one sending roses and notes to her everyday since she turned him down when he asked her out on a date. "Uhm...where's my phone?" "It's in my car. I'll go get the discharge papers then drop you off at home." She closed her eyes, feeling the erratic beating of her heart. She willed for her heartbeat to return back to normal, telling herself that it had nothing to do with the playboy who had saved her life. 'Dear heart, please don't fall in love with him.' Lale stood up from the bed when Asil returned with a doctor. After a few series of questions and a disapproving shake of the head when she told him she removed the IV tube herself, Lale was discharged from the hospital.

Elara’s POV Like dazzling fragments of my life, the glass from the broken window strewn over the floor served as a reminder of everything I was losing. My fast breathing filled the room, and the tension there was so strong I could almost feel it bearing down on my chest. My heart was pounding, a wild thundering too loud and too inappropriate. And he was there as well. Dmitri:

I know that in the beginning, you will like it's a shitty story, but please trust me it gets more exciting and better throughout. ________________________________________________________________________ Hello, my name is Fleurie, I am eighteen years old, and I live an awful life. Life was good for me until that storm came, the storm that smashed up my life. It was difficult to watch my mother slowly fade away as she battled breast cancer, I watched her struggle with the disease, and it was hard to believe she wasn't going to make it. It was only a matter of time before that monster won.

“It will get better, Sometimes marriages start off rocky but grow into something unbreakable. Stefan... he’s a good man. Just wounded, after what he went through with that bitchy ex of his well, you’ve met her too.” I bite back a scoff. “I don’t believe in the idea that someone gets to be emotionally closed off because their heart was broken while the other person moves on like nothing happened. What exactly happened between them?” Margaret hesitates, wiping her hands on her apron. “That’s a story you should hear from your husband. He will tell you. Eventually.” I smirk. “So now you’re keeping secrets from me too, No more cookies for you, Margaret.” She chuckles, shaking her head, just as Ma

But it will never be the same. - Dragons don't have mates, we have firehearts. It works similar to your matebond, but it's different. We have a fog in the heart that is incomplete, and when we find our fireheart, the fires are completed. When a dragon loses its fireheart, it's alone for life. We have no second chances, fireheart and we will never be able to love another person. Many dragons that end up firehertless choose to stay together, but it will always be for sex and children. Their hearts will never burn with love again.

“I am sure of my decision today. And I know that there is no one else in this world that could take my breath away the way you do. Make my heart beat faster the way you do, make me lose my mind the way you do. You bring out the worst and the best in me. You are my existence, my heart. From this day forward, you hold my heart within the palm of your hands. And for as long as you choose, I will hold and cherish you, through sickness and health and through heaven and hell. My heart will always belong to you.” Tears were streaming down my face in a marathon. And I just smiled. “Wow” I mouthed to him, unable to use my voice.