Head And The Heart Another Story Novels & Stories

But when it comes to his heart, it keeps on telling him to follow what he feels and not give up on his love. If he is going to follow what his mind is telling him, everything will go back to normal, and there will be no complications. The two sisters will have their own happy ending. But if he is going to follow his heart, Via will get hurt in the end, and she might fall deeper unto depression. Worst come to worst, Via might try to hurt and kill herself and he wouldn't be able to take it, most especially Don Rafael and Serena.

Even thought they’ve only shared a few kisses, it doesn’t seem to matter they’ve just met. Her heart is singing “Starving” while her head is singing “Trouble”. Does she listen to her heart that is saying to throw caution to the wind? Or should she listen to her brain that is telling her to run away as fast as she can. One thing is for sure, there’s a major war going on between her head and her heart. It’s pure torture and she’s not sure which is right.

“Earlier, you said you feel like we’re in different worlds, but you’re wrong. Values can vary from person to person. “I can be high and mighty, but I can also lower my profile for the person I like. If you think it’s unfair to drag me into your so-called world, I can level your world so that there’s no turning back. That way, you can come to mine with ease.” He raised his eyebrow and added, “In fact, there has never been your world or my world; we live in the same world. The human heart is the best weapon to control a person. As long as there are feelings, no barrier can’t be broken through. The reason you’re dividing us into two different worlds is that your trust in me isn’t enough to supp

It is really breaking my heart to announce that the story is officially over. Please do share your valuable opinions about my story in the comment section and also share your reviews regarding the same. If you are looking for a funny story with a supernatural twist then you must read, ‘Vein on Ice, Hearts on Fire’. It is my personal favorite book and author is also really polite and if you are more into mental health kind of stuff then go for, ‘Crush at First Sight’ Please shower your love for that stories too!! I will soon come up with a new story and I have already given the spoiler that it is about werewolf. Please show your valuable support and love!!

"That hurts. You have been a serial killer of my heart and my confidence since day one and you don't apologize for it." I smirked. "Trevor, let me tell you a story. Since the day I leaned of my condition, I don't really know what to feel. Should I be happy because I'm pregnant? For a precious life that's growing in my tummy? Or should I wept because my mother is dying? I was really torn between feeling two extreme emotions. Months after, on the deathbed with my mother, she told me one thing that I will never forget for the rest of my life. She said, 'Jill, guard your heart because it's the most fragile component that your enemies will conquer first. The brain can be trained but once the hear

Finn Lawson thought his struggles were over when he returned to his biological family after eighteen years, only to find himself in a different type of hell—abusive parents, resentful sisters, and his impostor who rubbed salt into his wounds every chance he got! He could only laugh when he somehow traveled back in time and was left staring at his cancer diagnosis. But then again, would there be disappointment if there was no hope? As he grew distant, his childhood friend snapped, "Be nice to me like you always have been, or you won't get a second chance!" His sisters were bewildered to see him disown them. "Are you crazy?! Just give in, and you're still family!" Seeing that he was deter

I hated how that made my heart ache. “What’s the matter?” he inquired. “Nothing,” I replied too quickly. He stood up slowly, bridging the gap between us. “Don’t deceive me.” My heart fluttered, not with affection, but with anxiety. I feared that if I spoke, everything would tumble out into the open. He stepped closer, tucking a stray hair behind my ear. “Is someone threatening you?” I blinked, fighting back tears. “No,” I fibbed again. “I’m just exhausted. I didn’t sleep well.”

"Lies, so many lies you keep telling yourself Mr Billionaire, but even though you keep lying to the whole world, you can't lie to me..." Even though my awful mind kept on repeatedly whispering to me what my heart kept on bleeding out, it was no lie that slowly not only did it somehow manage to bring me back to my senses, it also made me actually believe that indeed the heart always has a mind of it own whether you fucking like it or not. "You are "THE" city's famous billionaire, you can't give up and let her go, no way..." Whispers ringing in my head, even though it sounded so cliche to me, still like a magician, I found my legs moving on it own out of the dump I sat on.

I knitted my eyebrows and brought his palm near my heart. “Are you hearing this?” I questioned with a weak smile and instantly his eyes snapped in my direction. He looked at me, then his palm and then lastly held an eye contact with me. His eyes were pale, devoid of every emotions except confusion. “Can I hate my heartbeat?” I asked again but he only searched my face and few minutes later he shook his head. And that’s when my smile went mode bigger. “This heartbeat is for you. So if I couldn’t hate it then how can I hate you?” I said softly and he gets almost startled in shock.

“You know what, Gaby, there was this film that my grandma always watched. She told us why she loved watching this. The story refers to two women who have had accidents. One was gorgeous and the other not much, but you can’t tell who because of their ruined face. So, that not-so-beautiful woman had the brains of the beautiful woman who died in the accident. The beauty had a husband and has memories of flashbacks.” “The husband still loves the ugly wife because of her memories, even though he knows she’s not his real wife. So, in short, my grandmother didn’t believe that heart transplantation would affect how you love because love starts in the brain.” Sasha explained. “Did you get my point, G