Heartfelt Poems Novels & Stories

I used to laugh and joke, saying, "Hey, you're going to be our witness, so you'd better keep a good eye on him for me next time!" Queenie would keep laughing and nodding at me in response, but her eyes were also filled with a rather complex expression I couldn't understand. I always thought that this was the perfect happiness I'd always have. However, after going through all of the highlighted stories on the Instagram account, I realized that the gentleness and tenderness I'd always thought were exclusively reserved for me had been shared with someone else without my knowledge. Misty roared in anger. "We can't take this anymore! They're desecrating your feelings and emotions!"

Carson woke up in empty room. Cleaned and changed. He was wearing fresh cloths. And he was wondering why he didn’t feel any movement... He sat up pulling the duvet and a sting of pain shot at his bottom... He cursed Russell but inside, his heart was fluttering with so much love. He wanted him for whole night. And he gave himself to Carson as long as he wanted. He loved his men... Though one was surely considerate. While the other one... Not to mention he was a MONSTER.

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”

"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.

Although he was trekking down the street, he was coming back to Rehab's home. Which is his new home, using leg, although the beautiful street lights are shining. The flowers are reflecting over the lights as it was shining. The street looks so quiet and silent, but there are still many people passing the street. And this is the main problem heating in Delis's mind as he was coming back home. Does it mean that the street is not safe or what? why is everywhere so silent? And meanwhile, many people were passing the street. But the street looks like a burial ground, even quieter than a burial ground.

“ My patience has now paid off. I love you more, my love. I swear with all my life that I will make you happy and give you all. I will never betray you.” Danielle moved her face closer to him again. Their eyes were sparkling with full of love. There's no more hint of hatred nor jealousy in Anthony's eyes. Anthony bent his head to kiss her. Then, Anthony lifted her up and they turned around and around while their lips was tasting the sweetness of their kiss.

Just then the door bell rang. The pain of one heart can only be lived and felt by another heart, and that other heart is nothing but a piece of the same heart... All Hearts !

Except Freedom. Her heart was like a barren land. She was begging for a drop of love but the one who decided to fertile it ends up making it a desert of tears. __________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart.

Clutching my face, I steeled myself against the stabbing pain in my abdomen and the tears threatening to fall. Through the haze of my blurred vision, his face slowly dissolved into a vague silhouette. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't reconcile the hateful man in front of me with the one who once pledged a lifetime of love.

my heart must acknowledge. In the full moon without light. That night, the moon was bright. But the cloud covered it. Whether the moon is bright or not, my naked eyes can't really trace her appearance. And in the heart longing for his love. It is now a sign of the love that I long for and long for more in my own child. Let the wind blow away the greedy tears. I just went to my hand to clasp. But even the wind now is unable to remove the resentment and tears of my heart. What should I do now at these times to calm my bleeding heart?