Heartis Venice Novels & Stories

Sofia huffed, pretending to be slightly annoyed, but the excitement in her eyes betrayed her true feelings. As they stepped out of the car and into the enchanting city of Venice, Leonardo couldn't help but be captivated by the look of awe and wonder in Sofia's eyes. The timeless beauty of Venice seemed to amplify the romance in the air, making it the perfect setting for their special date.

**“It’s remote. Hidden. But I’ve been there before.” **Enrico’s eyes met Allie’s.** **“That’s where he’ll be.”** --- **Allie’s heart pounded.** **“Are you sure?”** **Enrico nodded.** **“I’d bet my life on it.”** **“You already did,”** Bronson muttered under his breath. --- **Allie’s eyes hardened.** **“Venice.”** Her mind was already racing. **“We’ll find them.”** **“We’ll bring them back.”**

"Yup. Venice, the city of love. Perfect for a honeymoon. And I promise, no bikinis." She rolled her eyes. "Just couldn't help yourself, could you?" His grin was unrepentant. "Tried to. There's the food." He kissed his fingers and rattled off something in Italian. "The music and the art. You are going to love Venice, mia cara." "There's no third party present, Drew. You don't have to call me a pet name." "Friends have pet names for one another." She placed the heel of her palms over her eyes. "Don't tell me that, Drew."

I said like he didn’t understand. My good friend watches me like I’m some kind of stupid human who doesn’t know what’s he’s doing. “But in Venice? Why in Venice, Nico? You know who is living in Venice! You told me that you never wanted your name to be known but now, of all the places you wanted to expand your business you really choose Venice?” Valentino was gritting his teeth as he whispered to me. “Venice has some nice tourists spots. I can make a lot of profit there and besides I am not going to handle the hotel’s management. It will be the President of ELVs, Sebastian Vergara, your half cousin.”

“Yes. But the heart isn’t just a symbol, Elena. It’s a choice. Matteo believed only love could break the curse of pride — the curse your ancestors created.” She frowned. “Love doesn’t end wars.” “Perhaps not,” Silas said. “But it ends the need for them.” Before she could reply, a soft vibration buzzed in her pocket. She pulled out her phone — an unknown number again. Lucia looked alarmed. “Don’t,” she whispered. But Elena’s thumb hesitated over the screen. One message appeared: “Leave Venice. They found him.” Her heart stopped. “Alessandro.” Silas leaned forward. “Who sent that?”

Tears started flowing down to her cheeks as the pain of betrayal consumed her. "Honey, tell me," the mistress demanded. The mistress was clinging into her mate's arm while they are walking together to the office. "I only want you, my precious," the Alpha replied. Hearing those words from her own mate makes her heart shattered into tiny pieces. Her inner wolf was screaming inside her, telling her to jump on the girl and rip her throat. But she doesn't want to caused trouble because the mistress is not an ordinary girl. She is the highness, the queen, Kimia Marleigh Ellis.

" She told Valerie. "See what I told you!" Valerie said, hitting Sidney's shoulder playfully. "I knew he was a gentleman. Thank God you saw that for yourself." Sidney shrugged. "Well, I've known that way before then. We spent a couple of days together at the cabin, remember." She said. Valerie grinned. "That's true. I just know that he wants you the first time I saw him look at you." "You know that I still have to be careful right?" Sidney said. People shouldn't wear their heart on a sleeve, because it will only get them hurt.

I’m sorry about this but she definitely has a resting B-face. Ferris saw her and she was unfazed by the bored glare that the woman was giving us. Rather, she greeted her with her signature cheerful smile. “Venice! Come down! Immediately! Come and meet Lorcé!” The woman named Venice rolled her eyes before coming down the stairs. I got to see a closer look at her as she descends the stairs. She had this light blue eyes, dark green hair and bangs that cover her entire forehead. Her red lipstick made her look fiercer than she already is with her eyes.

She kept begging, "Joseph, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Now, it's just the two of us in our family. We only have each other. Please forgive me. I'll obey your every command…" He did not look at her. He only talked to the bodyguards. "Bind her to the bed!" he ordered coldly. He took out a scalpel and slowly unbuttoned Yvette's shirt as she watched in terror. "This heart belongs to Wendy. You don't deserve it, so you should return it to her," he said. "No! Are you out of your mind? I'll die without this heart!" yelled Yvette. Yvette was finally afraid. She had always been adored by her brother.