Heartstopper Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

his voice lowered into a whisper that made me want to take off my clothes. Smurfs. Think of smurfs. I begged myself to stop thinking from doing it in the damn kidnapping warehouse with my crazy stalker in the immediate vicinity. “No.” His finger brushed against the side of my lips. “Not even on the corner of lips?” his thumb pressed lightly against the corner sending my heart into overdrive and my breath hitched. “Not even just here?” “Smurfs. Blue smurfs! Granpa smurf!” I exclaimed loudly taking a step back away from Alex. I was not going to give in that easy, no matter how much I wanted to feel his stupid thick delicious lips on me.

CHAPTER 209: “There Is No Us.” No one’s POV: ‘Even though I don’t really want to stop and I want him inside me, still if I let him, we will never stop. This is the best timing to end this.’ Heart thought. She was really firmed about her decision. "Hold on now big boy, this was nice and all but I'm gonna have to stop you there." Heart said with a serious face, stopping Cullen Lee to fuck her.

Not like he did. The torches lining the hallway flickered as I made my way toward the Nirhet Chambers. The shadows seemed to chase after me, dancing mockingly on the stone walls, as if they knew the turmoil twisting inside me. I wasn’t ready to face anyone, least of all myself, but there was no room for weakness now. Not with the heist looming. Not with everything at stake. I'm suddenly distracted by the muffled sound of two people talking from mothers bedroom so I open it to be sure she was alright and my eyes widened when I see she and uncle locked in a kiss, his hands laid on her corset, pulling her closer to him.

Betty opens the door gently, she walks towards Mateo “I’m, I didn’t mean to……..” “It’s a drawing to express my world”. He cuts in. “Your drawing? Can I see?” Betty’s eyes landed on the sketchbook, her curiosity piqued. A young boy standing with a golden egg surrounded by vultures. “Is this his world?” She thought within herself. “You must be the young boy then, what is the egg for?”. “Someone I swore to protect with my life, she turned to him hoping to get more answers, his gaze meeting hers. For a moment, they just looked at each other, the air thick with tension, Betty quickly turned her face then cleared her throat.

He corrected and she looked back at us at once, he went silent and she continued painting. Is this like a custom? I felt like he wanted her to be silent, we finished eating and I was so in love with what she painted. It’s a ditch, it seems like someone has already fallen into it and it’s half opened. A female hand struggles above the ditch as if asking for help. I felt like I was in there, in the ditch but not anymore. He took my hand even though I wanted to resist it, “She shouldn’t have drawn that I’m sorry” He suddenly apologized.

Seeing him coming, the driver quickly brought the car near the porch and stood at the side. _____ What will Hiya do to get rid of this deal? What you think ? Why Ahil accept his mumma's decision ? Will they both tangled with this deal marriage? To know more read "Heart Savior".

Glass shattered, screams ripped through the air, and the scent of gunpowder choked the room. Chaos erupted like a dam bursting. People scrambled for cover, bodies colliding in a panicked stampede. My gaze darted around, searching for the source of the carnage. Seven figures, black silhouettes against the flashing lights, had infiltrated the club, their faces obscured by masks, their hands spitting fire.

When he handed it to her, her eyes went wide. She had never seen anything that had to do with the accident. This not only was the report for it there were pictures as well. Though he had removed those from the packet of papers. She looked at him for a reason why he did that. “They are graphic.” He said softly. “Sara thought, I want you to go over the report. I don’t want you to have to see certain things. The pictures aren’t good, and you should remember your family as they were before that day.”

The music at the Full Moon feast was deafening. I bent down, fumbling with the strap on my heel. When I looked up, they were already gone. My fated mate, Callum—the feared Alpha of the Red Maple pack—and Freya, my once-best friend. I started to follow. To lift my dress and run. But the space by his side—my space, the Luna's space—was already gone. Their bodies were pressed close. Whispering about pack politics. Things I'd never understand. It was like I wasn't even there. An outsider. I always knew we'd have an arranged marriage. Callum and me. Finding out we were Mates was no surprise. Our wolves were made for each other. A fatal attraction. Until Freya proved herself as a lethal fighter. S

But for no clear reason, the kiss is no longer a tool to punish but to pleasure. Tabitha opened her lips to welcome Keith to feel the acceptance and the rush. The guy explored Tabitha's sweet lips. They breathed into each other as if they were thirsty. Their lips pressed together. "Yuhu! Tabitha… there was a strange car outside. I was worried, so I came to check…." Linda Jones' voice filled the center doorway, and the woman stood transfixed when she saw Keith standing with Tabitha. Hearing that grandmother's voice, they both moved away from each other, at the same time shocked at what was happening between them.