I Stole Her Heart Novels & Stories

This one, this one will eventually disappear as time goes by, and I don't want it. Both of us may start weirdly but I cannot deny that he already captured me, he may not notice it now since I am doing my best to keep it to myself but he did steal my heart a long time ago and I am scared to take it back from him. I cannot afford to lose him but I cannot choose between him and my people because I know that we are not for each other. I don't want to leave him and me heartbroken.

I told him and he knows I'm serious " Mehak.. I… you.. "He stuttered " I know kiaan that you have no Feelings for me. I totally understand a girl like me can't be loved by you. It was my fault don't feel bad"I told him " it's not that case Mehak. I feel myself lucky to be loved by you and I would have also reciprocated your feelings if my heart was mine. You're a very good person Mehak a person with a golden heart. But the problem is my heart Is already stolen by someone. I can't give it to anyone because it doesn't belong to me anymore. And I never saw you in that way I always helped you and take care of you thinking you as my sister. I have never thought about you like that"He said and I d

he said and pulled me away. He took me under the stairs and pushed me against the wall. How do I always end up here? "What do you want, Tony?" I sneered. "You," he said. "Well I don't want you back. I only played along so I can break your heart," I said, trying to keep my cool. "And you did," he took my hand and presses my palm against his heart. "You win. You stole my heart and you broke it. Now I want you to piece it back together," his eyes bored into me.

She asked, her eyes shining brightly, her smile grew wider as she said that. “You did something you shouldn’t have, coming into the company, I treated you as a friend, like my friend, I treated you with so much love but what did you do? You stole the one person my heart aches for, the one person I live for, the only person I will willingly die for. You stole Alex from me and I can never ever forgive you.” She says. I opened my mouth to talk but staggered forward when I felt something hit me, my vision became blurry immediately.

"Tell her. Tell her who owns the heart that beats in this room." "You," Ivy sobbed, her hands clawing at his back, her body arching into his with a rhythmic, absolute surrender. The "Body Betrayal" was a white-hot flood, a chemical ecstasy that made her crave the very man who had doomed her to this loop. "It's you, Dante. It's only ever been you. Take me... before she takes the world."

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.

I had finally grown up, finally able to give her the life she deserved, yet she never lived to see a single day of it, because they stole that future from her. Before I knew it, my hand flew up. I slapped Ryan as hard as I could. "Get the hell out!"

Charles is famous on the campus, and many girls want her— except her— she just knew because she couldn't stop herself from hearing those girls sitting next to her that they have a massive crush on that guy. Whenever he's there, they perk up and chatter about him as though they have no intention of growing tired of gushing over him. So sometimes, she intends to bring her earphones. Returning to her plan, she needed to devise an idea of breaking her boyfriend's heart so Sam could finally leave her. "Think… think, what if I just t-tell him that I don't love him anymore and we need a break?" she whispered. She's now standing in this hallway, no one is around, and Kirsten is just brainstorming th

"I thought he would change. I also saw you loved him so much, and I can't see you broken heart. And when I heard tiding that you two were married this year, I thought Ethan had changed. But I was wrong about it. He's having an affair with a girl who lives far from Seattle." Tabitha did not respond to what her good friends said. She can't blame anyone else for her broken heart and how Ethan betrayed her. A long time ago, it should be competent to see the truth, but Tabitha deeply falls into blind love instead. She adores Ethan and trusts him.

His hand cupped my cheek, and as his thumb slid across my skin I felt my heart stop in my chest. “I’d tell you the sun is jealous of the light you emit simply by being yourself. And that your hair has shit-all to do with it.” I drew in a ragged breath. “Stop it.” “I’m serious.” “I know you are, and I need you to stop it.” “Why?” I blinked rapidly. “Because.” “Give me one damn good reason, and I’ll stop.” Because you’re not supposed to steal my heart. “Because your long-winded compliments are going to make us late for lunch.”