Hearts Entwined Novels & Stories

He beared a strong resemblance to Ava. “Welcome, everyone,” he began, his voice loud and clear. “Tonight is a night of great importance, a night where many of you will find the one person destined to be your other half. The bond of a mate is sacred, a gift from the Moon Goddess herself. It is unbreakable, undeniable. Tonight, we honor that bond.” The room buzzed with energy, people whispering and shifting, clearly nervous. The Alpha kept talking, but I stopped listening. There was this weird feeling that kept bothering me. It was silly, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something big was going to happen tonight.

She gently removed the paper after untying the twine, her hands shaking faintly. Contained within the interior was a small and elegant black velvet box. Her heart raced as she opened it, revealing a single, silver locket. The locket was intricately designed but looked old and worn. Kendall noticed something peculiar: it was engraved with the initials “F.G” She hesitated before opening the locket, her mind racing with possibilities. While opening it, she discovered a tiny, folded message within. As she opened it, her hands trembled, displaying a message written in a neat, clear font:

"There’s a star in the sky that you haven't seen yet." "What star?" "Lean over." He said in a soft voice. Renee approached him. And finally, she was embraced in his arms, with head against his chest. "My heart’s a star, and it belongs to you. There are thousands of stars in the sky, but I only have one heart. So you have to take care of it. Don't make it hurt." Renee blushed. She tried to move away,shyly, but she was embraced in his arms and she couldn't escape.

he whispered, but he did it damn close to my neck. I got goosebumps, and trembled against his chest as I felt his ink-covered hand grip the doorknob and turn it. No, I didn't want to be afraid even though he seemed like a damn psychopath about to dismember me in the basement of a fraternity while throwing a party. It was definitely movie material. "I still don't fear you, Andra," he said. I got goosebumps when we descended, and I realized the music and shouts were still audible; I felt isolated in the darkness.

He then styled it to look messy. Before going to the party, I made sure that the gift we had gotten for her was in my pocket. It was a necklace that we had crafted for her. The chain was made from a silver alternative. It looked like it was sterling silver, but it did not harm us. There were three entwined hearts. Two of them were turned on their side and connected to look like an infinity symbol. They were connected through the larger heart that was made up of small diamonds. We just hoped that she liked the gift and could not wait to give it to her.

I tell him with a giggle and grin. "My place it is," he spoke and we walked out of the club in a hurry, desperately in need of one another and our bodies. We entered the limo and the driver drove us to the penthouse, as soon as we were in the car, our lips crashed with one another's for a deep and passionate kiss with my arms wrapped around his neck while his hand roamed all over my body. And, damn it, the man can kiss great sending pleasure right down to my core just with a single kiss.

Two separate hearts whose gravity creates a single, inseparable path. I stop breathing. Not a graft. Not a chain. Not a fusion. A binary star. Two separate suns. Two distinct, whole, powerful entities. Our own gravity. Our own light. Forever tied, not by a forced connection, but by the natural, inevitable, beautiful force of our own selves. Inseparable, not because we are woven together, but because the path we create together is the only one that makes sense. Arthur’s hand finds mine. His fingers lace through my own. Not a desperate grip. A quiet, solid clasp.

I tried to pull my hand from his and he tightened his grip. “You’ll never pull away from me wildflower, you own my heart, and I have marked yours,” he shook his head. I undid my seatbelt and slid over to him, “you’ve said that before, you marked my heart, is that how angels mark their mates, do I really have a mark inside me on my heart?” He nodded, “indeed you do, if you could see it, it would look like wings surrounding it, keeping it safe and warm,” he smiled.

And all I was left with was the echo of the door slamming and the dull ache spreading through my chest. I sat up slowly, the soft sheets dragging against my bare skin. My body still hummed with the aftermath of his presence—my thighs still trembling from his possession, my lips swollen from his kisses, my heart racing like it didn’t know whether to break or beat for him. He saw the call. Nick’s call. And the messages. My messages. My chest tightened painfully.

he says quietly, offering his hand to her. “No, I'm okay”.Daphne refused to take his hand, giving Roman an awkward look, she gave her a reassuring smile and Daphne walked with him up the stone steps, the night air cool against her skin. The door opens easily, and they step inside to a quiet, warm home. The crackling sound of a fire in the fireplace fills the room, and the soft lighting gives the space a cozy, safe feel. It’s the kind of place that makes her feel like she can breathe again.