Jaheim Only In My Heart の小説・ストーリー

Storm, Storm in my heart, can you stop scaring me hard, loom not above my head, let me be tucked cozy in my bed, All Hearts !!

Jason gritted his teeth and turned to glare at his irritating best friend but Aiden being the player that he was already had a drink in his hand and a girl on his thigh , sighing Jason got up and walked to the balcony for some peace and quiet and to avoid the unnecessary PDA that he really didn't want to witness ' Seraphina is returning ' he thought to himself 'After two years she finally decides to come home , I should have known better than to fall in love with someone so wild in the first place ' he said reprimanding himself . Even after two years nothing had changed , his heart rate still sped up when he heard her name and he still missed her like crazy , no matter how hard he tried to h

is the same boy that gave my heart a unique calmness a week ago. My eyes watered as I hugged him tight and patted his little curly black hair. "I knew you would come! I just knew it!" He mumbled against me. "W-What is going on?" Jasamina's voice penetrated the haze I was in. I raised my head and stared at her with watery eyes. I shook my head, closes my eyes and just hugged Jaimie wordlessly.

he muttered sadly, "No matter how much I am attracted to that woman, I can never have her." "You can have her if you can make a firm decision." "No." Jeff frowned as if in pain. “I really am not a good person. But I still have a heart. " God knows he doesn't love Vasha, his fiancé. But he still has a heart. His mistakes must be paid for, even if his feelings are sacrificed. *** "Jeff?" Vasha's soft voice moved Jeff from his reverie, making Jeff turn his head and immediately smile softly, "Yes, dear?"

We have an understanding between us, and he's just awesome. Gosh, my brother is awesome. Wesley Adams has won over my heart. He sees me and acknowledges the kind of person I am. He has never judged me and his confidence in me being his, does something to my heart. Wesley has seen me in my worst and best, and still, he remained. He is the first boy that claimed the key to my heart and I believe he is the last.

I want to hear our heartbeats'' He turned towards her and she moved close to him. Under the shadows of his eyelashes, that's how close she was. She was breathing. She was alive. And somehow, the voice of her breath and her heart were everything that he needed. They were breathing the same air as they looked into each other's eyes. "Your eyes, they are the only place I want to live in..." He said. They closed their eyes together and opened up their hearts together. "I love you, Ethan. I love you. You are you, no matter what name you are given, you are still the man I love" She said as she pressed his face.

"From this day forward, if any of you dare to pin a lie on me again, I will not let it slide." "I'm done here." In the dead silence of the room, I turned and walked away. As I pushed open the club's doors, the cool night air of early winter hit my face. I felt a sense of release and joy I had never known before. I was finally Alora again, the Alora who didn't have to care what anyone else thought. A gust of wind made me shiver. Just then, a warm, cedar-scented presence came up behind me. A large, warm suit jacket settled firmly over my shoulders.

I trembled as I got dressed, shoving the money and watches into my bag as fast as I could. Camilla stopped in front of me. Her diamond-studded high heels were glittering. As she crouched down, she stepped on my hand as I reached for the cash, grinding her heel down on the back of my hand. I clenched my teeth, still holding onto the wad of cash. "Isabella, you poor thing." Camilla pulled out a gold-embossed card from her bag. Disgusted, she grabbed my chin and forcefully shoved it into my mouth.

Strong arms suddenly grip my shoulders and make me steady but my books don’t have time to be saved. “Sorry. So, so sorry. I was in a hurry and I didn’t see you.” A husky yet musical voice says. Hey, I know that voice. Nigel. Nigel Vaughn, aka the guy Cammy has been crushing on since year six. She told me so. Nigel was not exactly a friend, but more of a person I see a lot during school…an everyday person.

Wow, he looks pissed, more so than usual anyway. He doesn’t know I can see him in the reflection of a Jack Daniel’s themed mirror next to the punching bag machine. “You wanna have a go darlin’?” Jay snaps me back to the conversation. All float and no sting. Not today baby! “Only if you keep calling me darling.” “Not a very difficult request to fulfil.” He grins those perfect white teeth. I take a sip of my coke. “What do I get when I win?” “When you win, Harley?”