I Give You My Heart Novels & Stories

"It is a promise, a commitment, and a love that extends beyond the boundaries of a simple present." He looked into Mitchell's eyes, his gaze unwavering. "You see, Mitchell, my gift to you is my heart. It is a promise to cherish you, to support you, and to always be there for you. It is a commitment to our journey together, through the ups and downs, the joys and challenges."

"What is it my love? Your itching to say something!" "Hmmm, you're right I am. There is just more of me than you know and as painful as it is to share, I need you to hear some of these things, so that we can move on. I desparately want you to hear this and then to know that you are not going to run away from me, my love." Finn said as he placed his hands on her shoulders. She looked up at him with her puppy dog eyes and whispered, "Fire away and start wherever you want to."

You gave me a heart that was full of mistakes I gave you my heart and you made heartbreak You made my heart break You made my heart ache (I still see the shadows in my room) You made my heart break You made my heart ache (can't take back the love that I gave you) You made my heart break (were made outta plastic, fake) You made my heart ache (I still see the shadows in my room) You made my heart break again (I was tangled up in your drastic ways) (Who knew evil girls have the prettiest face?) I still see your shadows in my room

Then he moves it lower—lower—until he presses it against the left side of my chest, right above my racing heart. The pressure makes my breath catch. The world feels like it’s closing in around us. Him towering over me. Me trembling under his hand. "Say that your heart is mine." My eyes widen as I shake my head. His eyes darken as he pushes the barrel into my flesh more, his voice turning darker. "Say it, Liana. Say that you will only give your heart to me." I seal my lips as I look away from him. I was serious about it earlier. He can't make my heart captive. Not by fear, not by money, not even at gunpoint. And that's not going to change.

she yelled through clenched teeth. Harry jumped and tried to soothe her, “Amber honey…” “ No! Don’t call me that! Don’t you dare call me that!!” “Okay dear, would you at least sit down a bit? These emotions are too strong for the nature of your heart please, Amber!” begged Harry. “I don’t give a fuck about that! I want the truth! Now!!” she yelled. “Okay, okay…” Harry began, trying to placate her. “Just take it easy, okay? We will tell you everything. Right from the beginning, okay…just don’t get too agitated Amber honey, because of your heart.”

𝐴 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡. TBC

I moaned. I ambled towards the back of the restaurant and glid through a hallway which flows into a large staircase that forms a main means of egress to the restaurant's roof top. I was walking unhurriedly like a snail and without agility. I was muttering amid tears, " he didn't love me. He doesn't love me. He didn't love me. He doesn't loves me." I repeated as if reciting a poem.

I guess the heart wants what the heart wants. “You look like you have something you want to ask me.” The king said realizing I was still here with him.

His voice deep and desperate. “Anne. Look at me. Tell me what you feel. Not what destiny demands. Not what fear tells you. Tell me your truth.” I met his eyes. Everything inside me broke open. My truth burst through tears and trembling breath. “I love you.” The courtyard stilled. His body froze. His wolf surged like sunlight breaking through storm. He stepped forward, one hand rising to cup my cheek, the other at the small of my back, pulling me closer inch by trembling inch.