If Cupid Had Heart Novels & Stories

She tries to back off, but her heart is itching to taste his lips making her hold unto him. "I love you" As soon as their lips touched, Bianca shivered, he pulled her gently as she sat on his lap. Subconsciously wrapping her arms around his neck. He could hear her heart pounding, but he ignored that, focusing on her love-cupid lips. Their bodies pressed together heatedly, she was breathing heavily as she let him grab her waist nigher, their lips pressed together. She could taste their shared breath, feeling the thud of their combined heartbeat.

It irked him. She didn't care about it and stepped closer to him. Keeping the tears from falling from her eyes, she stood in front of him, adding, “Won't you need someone? You can't live alone for the rest of your life, can you?” “I can,” he asserted. “I still love my wife. Even if she's gone. She's still here in my heart and I can't forget her,” he said while pointing at his chest, where his heart resided. The words said by him were like arrows pierced into her heart. How sensitive he was to love someone who was dead long ago but it was him—Judas.

The girl who could paint rainbows in every moment that Thomas had now. "Both," Thomas replied with a faint smile. He didn't pay too much attention to the continued laughter. But when he spoke, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent. "Demonstrate your abilities by singing a song that truly represents my heart." Olive fell silent because she felt Thomas's hand holding hers tighten even more. Not to mention, Thomas's gaze seemed different from before. "A heart that intends to propose to a girl who came into my otherwise flat life like a tornado." "Reckless," Olive quipped, but honestly, her heart was racing uncontrollably! If her heart were put near a microphone, its beating might echo throughout

He couldn't accept my rejection, couldn't comprehend the depth of my disappointment. "Whether right or wrong, I don't care anymore, what matters now is you, us," he said, his voice a low rumble, his words a desperate plea for connection. I stood there, caught between the intensity of his desire and the clarity of my own heart. The night was filled with unspoken words, with the echoes of a love that was both beautiful and dangerous.

She needed proof, irrefutable evidence that could bring Harding crashing down. She crept along the hull of the yacht, her fingers searching for a vantage point, a crack in the facade. She found a small opening near a porthole, just large enough to peek through. Okay, I can definitely help you continue Chapter 37 of "Heart of Stone." I'll focus on thrills, villains, and conflict, and make sure it's at least 1290 words long. Here we go!

My hand brushed a strand of hair from her face, and I let my thumb linger against her temple. She belonged here. With me. Safe. Protected. Controlled. Loved. I bent down and pressed my lips to her forehead. “You’ll understand one day, amore mio,” I whispered. “Everything I do… it’s for you.” From breaking her down with chains and pain to carefully picking her back up and putting her back together with lobe and flowers... it's all for her. For you to love me. Even I have to go through terrible psychological means of claiming her heart, mind, body and soul.

The priest's firm tone does the trick. His eyes meet mine. For a split second, I see a flicker of regret, maybe. Then it's gone. "I..I can't," his voice cracks. "I can't marry Cecily. My heart belongs to someone else." Someone else? The words don't make sense. I replay them once. Twice. My brain refuses to process. This...it can't be. Bruno loves me. Only me. I'm sure of that. There's no one else, no one at all, in the past seven years. He assured me of his love earlier today, promised me forever, and received Mum's blessings.

Both men gazed at her with the unwavering devotion of loyal knights. The tenderness in Ryan's eyes for Olivia was something he had never shown me. No wonder I had always sensed his love was never truly mine. His heart had always belonged to someone else. Olivia's message came right after the photo. 'Whether it was five years ago or now, you will never beat me. As long as I need them, they will drop everything and come to me.' I did not reply. I simply blocked her. Ryan and I had grown up together. However, after we started college, he went north while I went south.

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”

THE ATTRACTION O What to expect… Heart rate unexpectedly increases Before my eyes is the unexpected Never thought I’ll be enchanted Never thought I’ll be captured Who is she? She looks like a rare beauty But what to do? Should I chase? Or should I stay? O what a dilemma BY, STESSY B. JAMIE Fred chuckles lightly over the phone before saying, “I will try to get the ‘Boss’ out of my mouth but its going to take some time”