Iu Give You My Heart Novels & Stories

my heart lies with you just give me back my tears in vain just unbreak my heart my love and all the things that caused the pain come back and give me back your hug come back and give my love to me I can't live a single day without you you were my destiny you left me broken in thousand pieces and it reflects nothing to see I can't love again in life with all that is left is pain ◇PARV POV◇ What she mean she likes him am I the fool here loving her for all these years I loved her more than anything how can you do this candy he hurted you bloody he slapped but you said you like him

His voice melted the heaviness inside me—this was love, real love. “Thank you, Ethan,” I breathed, smiling through the storm within. “You’re a rare gem. You have no idea how grateful I am to have someone as understanding and gentle as you.” Ethan brought my hand once again to his chest, holding it there tenderly. “This heart,” he said with quiet intensity, “it belongs to you, Ivy. No matter what you do or what happens, I’ll always love you. You are my heartbeat. And just as no one can live without their heart… I can’t live without you.”

She sat for a solid minute getting her heartbeat back to normal before opening her mouth to speak " I actually came here for a reason " she stopped to look at him and his expression had hardened a bit , resisting the urge to smile she continued " Firstly to thank you for the ring " his face darkened a bit more , once again resisting the urge to smile she continued " Secondly to give you a gift " she reached into her bag and turned to face him as she pulled out the box and dropped it on his desk " A sign to show that you're taken " He opened the box and stared at the black diamond expressionless , she began to worry that he didn't like it but her worries dispersed when he put the ring on and

She leaned closer, lips nearly brushing the shell of his ear. "I love you, Wyck. I've loved you since we were kids stealing kisses down by the creek. I never stopped, even when I thought I'd lost you forever." The admission tore free like a bird long caged. "You have to come back to me," she implored raggedly. "You have my whole heart, Wyck Crockett. Always." Her whispered confession echoed in the small room, punctuated only by the steady beep of the monitors. Harper laid her head down near his shoulder, still clasping his hand. Helpless tears dripped onto the stark sheets.

" That day, my heart belonged to my Bluebear." ~ THE END ~

I want you I want your love Not just once But again and again He pulled her closer more and more saying her to hear what his heart is saying, Desire of his heart. She shivers with the intensity of his pain, which is becoming visible to her today, which he was hiding from long time. I will give away My every breath to you I shall color your forehead Using the blood of my heart

The place was near the woods so it was almost an isolated place. “Give me a chance to mend your broken heart.You know why hearts broke so that someone can mend it. If I'm not a bad person then give me a chance to mend your heart. I like you, and trust me I won't break your heart. If I ever do then you can kill me with your bare hands.”

“Get up. It’s embarrassing.” “I love you with all my heart. I may not know how to prove it to you or maybe I’m not doing it right, but know that I’m willing to know you… all of you. Yes, I admit that my default setting as a nice guy might not agree with a few things that you do… or a lot of things that you do. But you mean everything to me. So I am ready to accept everything you throw at me.” Mia was smiling now. “And what’s the box for?”

ings. Years ago, though, the instant I saw a woman in a Chinese costume. This woman will forever hold a special place in my heart. My emotions became more intense as time went on. It hit me: I'm hopelessly infatuated with you. Could you just make me the happiest man in the room tonight? "Will you marry me, Ayah Valez Valez?" My hand went over my mouth. As I struggle to catch my breath, I can't help but cry a little with joy. Even now, I can't believe this is actually occurring, and it touched me deeply. For me, it was too much. I choked from pinching myself so tightly. I wouldn't want this dream to end if it were real. Exactly at this particular second, I was experiencing significant anxiety

I’m on top of him, pummeling him, shattering his cheekbone, ripping my knuckles raw on his teeth, thinking only one thought: Tomorrow his eyes will match from the swelling; they’ll both look droopy. God, it feels good to unload. I almost want to thank him for giving me a reason. And then it’s hands on my jacket collar, dragging me like a dog by the scruff, tossing me out into the rain, and the door banging shut behind me, cutting off an irate stream of Cantonese.