Kdrama Heartstrings Novels & Stories

He already memorized if all my inside is pink. "Wait, as far as I know, the ones with strawberry jewelry have a small child. Gerald, you don't steal your sister's jewelry, do you?" I'm a little suspicious. He's turned a little cute, and why should a strawberry necklace, even though he can buy a little mature one. In Korean dramas, the chain given by the male partner is so beautiful and elegant. And Gerald? he gave me a little kid necklace, a strawberry necklace. This is his name, romantic which ends pathetically.

He could spoil her with his cash, but his heart once again didn't belong to her. Reeda rushed over but didn't catch Eliot, but she saw him sit in the company of two men, an empty table besides them. Reeda quickly formulated a plan. As an actress, her main job was to lie and create a believable scene. She paid a waitress a few notes and everything was in place. Reeda pretended to be on call as she walked towards the three. She glanced around severally as though looking for someone before bumping on the chair Eliot sat on and falling over. Eliot caught her only for her hands to wind around his neck.

My heart races, but I force my face into a mask, pretending I haven’t just seen the guy who once owned my heart. “Rachel” Noah calls out, “You should be in the bedroom waiting for me now. What are you still doing?” “I am inside cleaning, and you came back very early today” I say shaking the “What have you been doing since morning? Sleeping? Eating?” “No” I say, shaking, “I am cooking for you” “Enough of the excuse, go to the bedroom, now! I feel a surge of resentment along with obedience, nodding. Turning toward the bedroom, I steal another glance at Elvis. There was recognition in his eyes, threaded from surprise with something much more complicated-perhaps regret.

Arpit's POV I couldn't register what happened instantly. A moment before, I was admiring the enchanting beauty of my Niharika while now we both were holding hands and escaping out of the party. My heartbeat was racing heavily and I was dumbfounded for a minute. All I could do was admire her beauty. My eyes had a great treat today as they were struck at her smiling face today. She looked magnificent in her peach colored sari. I could sense her well-toned back in her backless blouse. The sari embellished her curves gracefully and she looked like a Goddess.

STRINGS SERIES BOOK 1 STRINGS OF HEART Synopsis: Sian was born an autistic child. In her world, she would only see what she wanted. Although she was an autistic patient, she was born in an affectionate family. Her parents did not abandon her because of her congenital defect. Instead, they spent innumerable time and energy to patiently guide her, and strove to allow her to live life like a normal person. Sian was 5 years old, she was found to have an excellent talent in playing the Violin and had a rare interest in it.

“If you are in my place, won’t you feel tired too? Always running and hiding behind someone’s back. From Jeonghan’s girlfriend, I’ll be your wife. I think I am just a doll with strings behind my back. And you are the one who’s in control. A marionette, to be exact.” “Then die. If you think it that way, then I’ll let you die. Because without the strings behind your back, you’ll be as good as lifeless doll.” “...” “Die. If you can’t bear it, just die.” “...” “Stay here. If you want to die, stay here. STAY HERE!” “You gave me the permission to die. So, what’s the point of staying here?” “Because you can’t die in a place where I can’t see you.”

The kind of gentle apology you give someone before you break their heart. He didn't love me at all. The next day, I went to see Elder Lyra with red, swollen eyes. The Elder asked no questions. She calmly took out a magnificent piece of moonsilk tapestry. In the bottom right corner, there was a tiny, barely noticeable flaw. Elder Lyra picked up a pair of silver scissors from the table and, without hesitation, sliced the entire tapestry in half. "Elder!" I jumped up in horror. "A single flaw can ruin the whole cloth," she said, tossing the scissors aside. Her gaze was as sharp as a blade, piercing my soul.

Maybe about her. When she stepped closer, something almost electric threaded through the air—an awareness that made the space between them feel smaller than it was. Leo’s lips curved in the hint of a smile. “Tell me, Cassandra… do you believe in invisible strings?” She gave a short laugh. “Only if I’m the one holding them.” Cass slipped into the backseat of the cab, ignoring the driver’s curious glance as she adjusted the hem of her blazer. Her mind wasn’t on her destination. It was on him. The man with the dangerous smirk and the eyes that seemed to know far more than they should.

I asked Teresa after I took my seat, but with my gaze fixed on the screen of her phone. She came and sat beside me, took the cell phone from my hand, thus making me stare at her, only for her to return the cell phone to me seconds later. I collected the cell phone from her hand, and then, I totally forgot about her existence as I read through the viral videos and the posts which people had uploaded online for our entertainment. {Oh my goodness. Look at the way our actress Valentina is crying for her father-in-law. The same father-in-law who disliked her. She even fainted for him!}