Journey Of The Heart Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Never in a decade of resentment did I imagine hearing such words from him. My father did not lie. As the days passed, I gradually began to heal. I traveled from country to country. For a while, the shadow of my mother's death faded. Still, I knew my story was far from over. Ryan had yet to face the consequences of his actions. Whenever my thoughts drifted to Ryan, I sensed he was thinking of me as well. The truth was, I had never truly left his mind. While I was gone, he spent every day with Olivia.

If you laughed, cried, or felt your heart race even a little… then I’ve done what I set out to do. I hope their story stays with you the way it will always stay with me. Until the next journey, With all my love and gratitude, Pearl

Ruby. My child. The family I let slip away. I’ll beg if I have to. Fight. Burn the world down again. But she’s not leaving without me this time. Not again. Never again. The king is ready to kneel. Just to rise with his queen. And just like that… this journey comes to an end. 🖤 I poured my heart into this story from beginning to end, every chapter, every twist, every emotion. Whether you read quietly, stayed in the background, or just discovered it now, I truly appreciate you being here.

She knew she couldn't escape her fate. "I loved you," she whispered, the pain evident in her voice. The girl saw that he understood, that he knew. She caught the grief that flickered in his eyes before he swiftly plunged the knife into her heart. And as she fell soundlessly into his waiting arms, a single tear trickled down her cheek. Before the world around her went dark, she spotted the trembling of his chin as he caught her.

Later that evening after the Carson’s have gone to bed and the house is quiet, Sylvia got under the covers of her queen sized bed before opening her journal to write her plan. As the young woman started to write her left hand went to her stomach just like every other night before tonight, but instead of being happy about the impending arrival, Sylvia’s heart was heavy for the first time in ten months as her child moved within her. Sylvia continued to write as she thought silently. How would she be able to help her best friend? Would she even allow her to help?

Alice snarled in disgust. “Have you tried to smooth it out?” Kendra asked with gentle sincerity. “It’s damaged from exposure during the war,” Alice sighed. “I was just an infant and, then, the people who took me in barely cared for my basic needs, let alone try to help me keep my looks. I lived the life of a wanderer. It was a hard life out in the elements with survival always at a precarious level. It wasn’t until I met Arthur and he took me to HOPEVILLE that I knew any type of stability and comfort.”

For the first time in her life, Audrey had met a man who could potentially break her heart. “Oh, stop being so silly, Addie!” she said, shaking her head. “You had to love someone for them to break your heart and you don’t love James. You are sexually attracted to him and this is completely different.” And love was out of the question right now. She had her plate full… The loss of her parents, the changes in her professional life, Seymour House… It was already too much. She wasn’t her normal logical, calm self. That was why thoughts of James pierced her mind at the oddest moments and why she had a burning interest in who his wife had been, what she’d looked like, how they had met, what had fi

It makes no sense to wait for someone who does not even bother if you standing in the rain waiting for them , watching the door every second to see if they had arrived and plan your day revolving their schedule – but somehow , I am always the one who waits and care. A noise brings me back down to planet earth – my bleeding heart faintly beats with desperation , hope and relief…but my mind , my mind scoffs and tells my heart to brace itself for the blow it is about to receive. It’s a battle between hope and facing reality. My head whips to the direction to where the noise comes from – hope…I feel it fill my heart. My heart begins to do somersaults inside my chest – its him! His here!

Oh my God ! ** NOTE TO THE READERS: THE BOOK FOR JOY AND LEX’S COMPLETE STORY IS TITLED “TAMED BY THE ONE HE WRONGED”. YOU CAN READ ABOUT IT IF YOU ARE INTERESTED TO KNOW MORE FOR CURIOSITY SAKE. HOWEVER, NOT READING ABOUT IT WILL NOT DISTURB THE FLOW OF THIS STORY. SO KEEP READING AND ENJOY ! **