Her Heart, Her Terms Novels & Stories

Her gaze dropped back to the screen. She read again, Slower this time. Like she was looking for something. A flaw, maybe a loophole, or a way out. She wouldn’t find one. “They signed,” she said finally. “Yes.” “They agreed to all these terms” “Yes, they did” I enjoyed the despair on her face. The realization that she couldn't win. Her voice dropped. “So there’s no way out" I watched it land. Watched it settle in her chest like something sharp. “None,” I said.

“You’re delusional.” “Maybe,” I said, my voice steady now. “But at least I’m not a bitter, insecure little girl hiding behind Daddy’s approval. You can try to tear me down all you want, but I promise you, I’ll rise. And when I do, you’ll wish you’d never crossed me.” Her smile disappeared completely, replaced by a glare. “You think you’re better than me?” “No,” I said, stepping past her. “I know I am.” Before she could respond, I walked away, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel her eyes on me, burning with hatred, but I didn’t look back.

She is his heart ruler, who loves him unconditionally and showed him the purest form of love and affection that he tends to let her rule his heart with all the pride and respect for the love he has for her. The End.

her eyes had a firm look in it as she looked ahead in a firm resolve Can I not call the shots of my life myself? All Hearts !!

Her body, her mind… Her heart… When she stepped out in the corridor dressed in that tight blue dress I knew I wanted her body as well. Those large, natural breasts. That wide, full arse. Soft tummy, thick thighs, chubby cheeks, long and surprisingly slender fingers. Everything about her was so full and luscious and real. And now I have her. I own her life, her body, her mind. But not her heart. At least there is no one else that owns her heart either. If someone were to own her heart I would kill him, or her. I would torture them, rape them, kill them in the worst way possible.

Terry was just about to kill her by sticking his hand into her chest when she leapt up and grabbed his hands. She twisted it so hard until she heard it break. She didn't stop there. She slammed him across the ground so many times until he was left breathless. Then she held him with one hand and dipped her other hand into his chest. When Terry looked into her eyes, he was shocked that her pupils glowed bright red. His shocked expression remained the same as she pulled out her hand along with his heart. His beating heart soon stopped in her hand and her expression returned to normal. Although shaken, she looked towards the pack elder and threw down the heart in her hand. "I guess that makes me

His eyes that were so captivating, his eyes that pierced her heart. She fell in love with him, she couldn’t deny it. She fell in love when his eyes had pierced her heart, when his sharp gaze made her heart throb in the strangest sensation. Finally, she wholeheartedly admits it, she wholeheartedly accepts it. The love that she shared with him, it was something beautiful, it could’ve been something perfect. If only she was given the chance… “I like your eyes… please, don’t give me those sad eyes…” she continued, smiling bitterly when she saw the sorrow engraved in his sapphire blue eyes. She didn’t want to see such emotion when this will be the last few times that she could see him.

she whispers as if she’s trying to make a fucking deal with me now. What the hell is even happening? I promised mom I wouldn’t make a deal with the devil and this thing before me looks like I imagine a devil would. I want the heart, but the price? Yeah, for as long as I don’t know what it is, I’m not that keen to exchange my left nut for the heart. I need my left nut. Panic seizes me as images of this, whatever it really is, ehem, woman, grabbing my nut, runs through my mind.

Of course she was always grateful for what she obtained but some space in her heart needs to be fill in. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she opened her eyes, "where are you now, I want to see you badly.", she silently sobbed, "I will never stop believing that my heartbeat will lead me to find you one day". She cried soundly. She missed him. She will never let go. She will take hold of his promise. She sang a song. Through her music she can speak her heart. It gives her comfort and hope.

said Eva with tears in her eyes. I felt my heart break as she left. She was supposed to call her mom to pick her up and she didn't call her, she was just walking as if her heart had been cut out. It started to rain and the street to get out of my housing development was long. From the door I could see her farther and farther away and I felt less and less like walking.