Heart To Heart Book Novels & Stories

This is really stressing me out, and I couldn't wait for it all to be over. The eldest among the elders took the books from me. Others gathered around him as they began glancing through the book. They checked from one book, and then they crossed check from the two other books to see if it would correspond. If I were to be a regular human, my heart would be beating terribly by this time. But fortunately my heart wouldn't move an inch crom it's position or make a single noise. The only person that could ever shake my heart would remain Sally, except Sally, no other person, nor any situation would be capable of making my heart beat, or skip.

Devotion rears in him, frighteningly quickly and wholly unprecedented, for the girl who touches him like Mattel isn’t the gruesome specter he’s known all his life that he is. Greater men have collapsed for much less, this piteous, weak thing known as a human’s heart. As men, they are defined by their hearts; for better or for worse, indeed. And as Mattel returns to his room to find Regina already there waiting, shyly holding a new book on faraway galaxies, Mattel finds his foolish, blackened heart ready to descend, headfirst, into the absolute worst depths. . . TBC

“I’d like to see you try.” He snarled. “Fine!” I hoisted my hands. “I’ll be there beside you in five minutes.” And then I continued to read. *** It’s three in the morning, yet my eyes didn’t even get tired reading her journal—Rowena’s book of confessions. Word by word and sentence by sentence, I devoured her confessions—Rowena being a Hearteater, her father being the fucking King of Hearteaters, her Hearteater baby and the fact the child’s father is a Hearteater’s mortal servant.

The sharp edge of her canine tooth rested against the cartilage. "Who gave you permission to touch it?" Her voice was hoarse from enduring the pain. Soft. Deadly. "This heart is inside your body now." "So it belongs to me." She whispered beside his ear. Her warm breath brushed across the tyrant's nerves. "Listen carefully." "I'm the only one who decides when this heart stops beating." His breathing grew scorching hot. His massive hand clamped tightly around her slender waist. His fingers nearly sank into her flesh. Tilting his head back, he completely exposed the heart beating inside his chest—

I'll try my best to complete this book by the end of 2023. Thank you. Unfollow My Heart Veronica

"Do you read this? Or is it your thatha's book?" I asked doubtfully. "I do read this book. I have the whole series. It's a gift from one of the competitions I won." He chuckled and sat on the other chair. "Oh, that's great! Everybody tells this book has a compilation of heart touching incidents. Is that true?" I asked curiously as my main time killer is books. And I would love books like these. "Yes, it has the wonderful collections of the people's hearts which would strongly affect our heart! Shall I tell you the story that affected my heart the most? But I am not good at storytelling, but I will shortly tell you the core of that incident."

The bodyguards nodded and came to grab us. However, I screamed with a stern expression on my face, "Don't you dare touch us! We have legs and can walk on our own!" I forced the tears back in and took a deep breath. I saw it clearly now. Oscar never loved me or Ingrid. He still chose Evie over us both when presented with the choice. My heart was numb now. I had lost all hope in him. My feelings for him had all turned into ashes. I picked Ingrid up and held her in my arms. Then, with my chest out, I addressed everyone and said, "My daughter is not an orphan. She is my precious daughter, whom I lovingly carried for nine months and gave birth to."

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

"That illegitimate child of yours isn't worthy of this blood." She ground her heel into the red puddle, speaking with venom in every word. "I'd rather pour it out to water the flowers than give it to you." At that moment, Danielle felt her heart shatter, and even breathing became painful. The VIP room door slammed shut with a heavy thud, sealing Meghan and Taylor away from the chaos outside. Danielle stumbled back to Olivia's hospital room and cradled her cold body, tears falling onto her pale face. As despair slowly overwhelmed her, her phone screen lit up.

Here is a sneak peek of what to expect in BOOK TWO, HERAT OF THE HEARTLESS. Eros and Cassandra battled with mistrust from their past, an unexpected new enemy arose, and new complications threatened to push them apart. Will they find their way back to love and fight this enemy or will the forces of these complications push them apart? Find out in Book 2 of the Heartless series.