I Give You My Heart Novels & Stories

'Cause I give you all of me And you give me all of you I give you all of me And you give me all of you, oh-oh The crowd cheered but he kept looking into my eyes, with so much passion, my heart trembled with love and I wondered. If I can’t leave, should I just accept things as they are and chose a life with him?

“You’re not going through life without me. Not ever.” Her hand went to his chest, feeling the thump of his heart under her fingers. “I trust you,” she whispered. “Good,” he said. “Because I’m not leaving you. Not now, not ever.”

The kind of gentle apology you give someone before you break their heart. He didn't love me at all. The next day, I went to see Elder Lyra with red, swollen eyes. The Elder asked no questions. She calmly took out a magnificent piece of moonsilk tapestry. In the bottom right corner, there was a tiny, barely noticeable flaw. Elder Lyra picked up a pair of silver scissors from the table and, without hesitation, sliced the entire tapestry in half. "Elder!" I jumped up in horror. "A single flaw can ruin the whole cloth," she said, tossing the scissors aside. Her gaze was as sharp as a blade, piercing my soul.

“You can keep it.” He frowned. I met his eyes. “Consider everything you spent on me the tuition you paid for what you took.” Then I walked out. That should have been the end of it. For me, in many ways, it was. Love had always lived strangely inside me—too fiercely when it was alive, and then, once dead, not at all. When I loved someone, I gave them everything without holding back. But once I let go, it was as if a storm had swept the whole landscape clean.

His words were cut short. "It is my fault, okay? That's why I let every fucking alpha to fuck me because being modest had brought nothing good and besides, many Alphas like it rough. The pain is like a medicine for my aching heart. It's like a punishment that I gladly take. "Irish said her voice low, muffled in the Alpha's chest.

He asked and looked at me again with his annoyingly charming grin. "What?!" I was asking that a lot today. "You painted me a heart," he simply answered, without a hint of anger in his voice. "You painted mine."

She read it again. And again. Like repetition could break meaning. But it did not. Her voice dropped. “You are telling me…” She looked up slowly. “…my heart came from me.” Silence. Adrian answered quietly. “Yes.” That single word did not feel like explanation. It felt like confirmation of something already decided. Anna leaned back slightly. “No,” she whispered. “That is not how donation works.” Adrian’s voice remained steady. “It was not a standard donation procedure.” Silence. Anna’s eyes narrowed.

Even when I lose, I'm winnin' 'Cause I give you all of me And you give me all of you, oh-oh Give me all of you, oh Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts Risking it all, though it's hard 'Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you You're my end and my beginnin' Even when I lose, I'm winnin' 'Cause I give you all of me And you give me all of you I give you all of me And you give me all of you, oh-oh. When your legs don't work like they used to before And I can't sweep you off of your feet Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love? Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks? A

his voice soft against my ear. The water holds me Until I can't breathe at all As my heart believes it's lost again Waiting for you to walk out that door Then the sun shined down Your beauty burning me As you decide not to walk out that door Yet stay here with me forever more My heart can love once more.

I rarely sing, but when I do, I sing with my heart. I chose this song as a reply to Mirco and Zen's song for me. It was about a girl giving her ex-lover a last chance after he hurt her several times already. The lyrics go by 'I'll give this another shot so please take care of my heart because there won't be another one the next time you beg for one.' And as I sang that part, I made sure I was looking directly into their eyes. As I finished the song, Zen and Mirco were smiling at me while nodding their heads as if they were answering the song, which are the words I wanted to convey to them.