Heartthrobs Book Novels & Stories

My mouth opens, but no sound comes out. I hate that my heart is thumping so loud. Why does he have to say it that seductively? Heat floods my face. But I don't waste another second. I toss his hand off the knob, fumbling with the lock before wrenching the door open. The air outside is less chaotic, less intense. I inhale but my mind's askew. His head thrums in my head, threatening to consume. My heart races, throbbing so fast against my ribcage.

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“So, sweetheart, you can’t escape. I guarantee that I’ll have your heart in seven days.” Sotiria, who was shaking all over, couldn’t even hold on to that book. The Book of Love landed on the side of her feet with a thud. ‘Zachary! Why is he so insistent? Why is my heart still pounding excitedly, despite knowing that he doesn’t harbor any good intentions?’

Moonbound Deception Chapter 4: Eternal Claim The distant howls sliced through the night like jagged knives, growing louder and more menacing with every passing minute. I pressed my forehead against the cool glass of the window in the alpha quarters, my breath fogging the surface as my heart thundered in my chest. The long shirt I wore—one of Thorne’s, carrying his rich pine and musk scent—clung to my still-flushed skin, the fabric teasing my sensitive nipples and the slick heat between my thighs. The omega heat refused to fade completely, even amid the danger, turning every heartbeat into a pulse of need that made my core ache with emptiness.

Was this truly the same Zoe Thorne who usually carried herself with such arrogant, predatory confidence? “I’m just here to see if you’ve stopped breathing so I can call the coroner,” Aaron replied. He quickly masked his brief moment of doubt, reclaiming his usual cold authority. “Not dead yet,” Zoe whispered. She let out a soft, jagged laugh, her clear eyes narrowing with a sudden flash of madness. “I can’t go to my grave yet. Not until I’ve had a real taste of you first. I’m not that generous.” She reached out a shaking hand, grasping at the air between them as if he were a lifeline. Her voice broke as she whispered her next words. “Come here... please. Help me.”

My heart is beating so fast, it is like a hummingbird in my chest. He growls as the whip swings down, and I scream from the shock, enjoying the pain but waiting for more. As the whip swings down again, I hear the sound of the air around it. I scream as it hits, leaving a sting, not enough to make me want him to stop, but it hurts slightly.

He mentioned the rumors that were spreading like wildfire about a half-bodied woman with wings of a bat, killing people with jobs similar to theirs. Undeniably this statement of his struck fear in the hearts of his colleagues, most especially Cherry. As she got out of the coffee shop, she began to hallucinate about what her boss just mentioned. What if she happens to be the next victim? How would she fight that mysterious creature? She doesn't even know karate or any martial art for that matter! Oh my… Her heart started to beat faster as she goes out into the parking area. Cherry heard a flutter of wings above her as she sauntered to her car. She froze from where she is standing. Her mind is

I slip my hand under his tee shirt and tense up slightly, feeling his muscles under my fingers. The desire that I feel burns in my veins, my breath accelerates. I'm hypersensitive to his touch: my head is spinning, my body is ablaze... I'm going to burn up on the spot if this carries on. His breath brushes against my cheek. He's staring at my lips then his eye catches mine.

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My heartbeat thundered in my ears. He didn’t even stay the night. I hated what came after. The ache. The hollow quiet that slipped into my chest and made me realize how deeply he had already rooted himself in my life. I rubbed my face, letting out a small, humorless laugh. In the corner of the room, the large black box the servants had brought earlier still sat open. Clothes folded with careful precision. I crouched to close it—and then my gaze snagged on a book bound in dark brown leather.