Novel & Cerita I Stole Her Heart

She couldn't hold back a single tear—they all rolled down her cheek willingly while everything was ongoing. “Alpha!!” she called for his attention after she was done and wiped her cheek. “Why did you fall for me? I didn't expect to be your favorite….I never dreamt of it. All I wanted was to live, even if it meant being your slave….” He glanced at her and wiped her cheeks. “That question is one I can't answer, only if you can tell me why and how you stole my heart.” She grinned and licked her lips. “I didn't know when I did it.”

Frost said nothing, waiting expectantly. Haltingly, I explained how I had attempted stealing a rare gem from a collector, only to accidentally release the imprisoned dragon within. Scar had hunted me down, claiming I 'stole' his heart and demanding I return it. Frost listened intently as I described being forced to stay in Scar's lair as he compelled me to help locate this precious 'heart.' Only when I overheard his plans to kill me once it was found did I manage to escape into the blizzard.

My girlfriend, Serena Weston, always has my "one-time" fingerprint registered on the smart lock for her house. Every time she registers it, she tells me, "Feel free to come over at any time. You're always welcome in my home!" However, every single time, when I return to her doorstep, the lock's prompt always claims, "Your fingerprint is not registered." After being locked out yet again, I stare at the sensor pad glowing red and call Serena. As soon as the call connects, her tone's apologetic as usual. "I'm so sorry! Blake was messing around yesterday and accidentally deleted your fingerprint while testing the lock. Hold on. I'll re-register it for you the next time I'm back." Once agai

This time i'm in so deep, im sure the damage cannot be undone. But the heart wants what it wants, so did my wolf as well as me. Now that I almost have her, I would never loose her again. I refuse to make a fool of myself again. I deserve to be happy and she was my happiness. I am willing to do anything to keep that happiness.

STEALING THE HEART OF MY ALPHA Alpha Aeon of the Blood Moon Pack was ready to be the next Alpha of his pack. All he needed was a Luna to stand beside him. Lady Katarina was the perfect Chosen Luna. Everything was set into place until life took a big turn and his fated mate was thrown into his hands. A rogue. The only daughter of the Rogue Alpha. Torn between two females, both in need of his protection. One is bound by the oath of brotherhood, while the other is bound by fate. Will he be able to choose or will he just let life take its course?

She was way prettier than I'd ever be, and I was quick to admit it. "So this was all just a game to you?" I sobbed, turning to Ryder who had a look of annoyance, but dull interest on his face. "Sure was," Ryder grinned maliciously, "and you fell for it, you stupid whore." "You took my heart and then spit on it after you crushed it," I whispered, eternal pain in my now shredded heart, "I didn't take you to be the type of person to play with my emotions like I was some sort of puppet!"

“Don’t lecture me! I’m fighting for my fiancé! I won’t let that damn whore take you!” “You’ve made fatal mistakes. Now you stand here acting like you’re innocent!” Draco’s voice rose. Mireya wiped her tears. She knew she’d made mistakes, but that didn’t mean she’d just stand by while her beloved fiancé was stolen by a lowly woman. She would never accept it.

Shoved her. Then just stood there, stunned, as Charlotte smirked... and threw herself down the stairs. There were cameras in the hallway, but Hector didn't even look. He never believed Tiffany. Not that it mattered now. Last time, she trusted him—and it cost her everything. This time, she was done. Done with Hector. Done with Westvale. Done with the prison that had kept her trapped her whole life. *** Drip. Drip. Rain leaked in through the cracks, every drop echoing in the dark.

he asked, his tone almost pleading. “I can’t tell my heart who to love,” she said simply, her voice steady despite the chaos. “He kidnapped you! How could you love him?” Diego spat, his anger flaring. “You just know,” she replied, her gaze unwavering. “My heart beats for him now. Not you.” Diego stared at her for a long moment, the gun trembling in his hand. Finally, he lowered it, his shoulders slumping. Without another word, he turned and walked away.

And that did it. His last words shattered her completely. She belonged to him now—body, soul, everything. He had claimed her in ways she never imagined, not just her flesh but her aching heart, pulling it from the shadows where she hid it. The realization hit like a storm, tears mixing with the sweat on her skin, her chest tight with a love so fierce it terrified her. This player, this rough beast of a man, had stolen her entirely, and in that moment, she didn't care about the risks, the pain he could cause. She was his, utterly, and the thought ignited a fire in her veins that burned away all doubt.