Killua Taking Heart Novels & Stories

"She is just another challenge, tougher, but not impossible... I won't back down, no way! She will fall for me, I guarantee it!" I smirked. Theodore Adams often called Theo, a Playboy at his prime sets his Target on his new boss despite the fact that he hates her guts, he's just after her money and control over her(No feeling attached). Gabi Moroñe new boss of MRC with no social life apart from her work, she has a little quirk up her sleeves when it comes to Playboys whom she despises. When she discovers Theo's true intentions, will she fire him? Will she utterly disgrace him? Or will she let the game go on and watch him try to win her over even though she knows she could never like him?

One day, after getting rear-ended outside my office, I, Maeve Dahlman, call out for help, but Austin Cooper, who is simply passing by with Carmen Holt, merely glances at me impatiently, annoyed that I've disrupted their lunch plans. Instead of helping, he has his assistant take me to his private club and lock me in a room, accusing me of being paranoid and dramatic. "I'll give you three days to calm down," he says before walking away and leaving me in isolation. Eventually, I escape and call the police. An ambulance rushes me to the hospital, where doctors diagnose me with a brain injury that requires immediate surgery. I keep calling Austin, only to realize that he has blocked my number. Then, I see Carmen's latest post online, gushing about a romantic luxurious dinner with him. After I'm discharged, I cancel the wedding, destroy all the invitations, and finally call my mother. "Mom," I say, "I've made up my mind. I'm ready to meet him."

Chiara LaRosa's life is turned upside down when she is captured by someone she considers a mysterious and ruthless stranger but Massimo Scallise knows her, even better than she might know herself . Massimo is the son of a notorious Mafia boss. Massimo has been watching Chiara from the shadows for years, waiting for the perfect moment to claim her. Now, he's determined to make her his, no matter the cost. As Chiara becomes entangled in Massimo's dark world, she must confront the secrets of her own past and the true nature of her captor. Will she escape the clutches of the obsessive Massimo, or will she succumb to his twisted desires?

When the nurse pulled the IV needle out of the back of my hand, her gaze was filled with pity. “Mr. Young, the heart meant for your transplant was transferred at the last minute. It was sent to the VIP ward on the seventh floor. It’s a shame, but all your pre-operation prep has gone to waste.” Marcus Stewart was warded on the seventh floor. He was the frail young man my sister brought home. Ten minutes ago, Marcus suddenly had terrible chest pain. My usually strong mother burst into tears. My stoic father slammed the table in front of every expert in the hospital, then decided to give Marcus the heart I had been waiting three years for. It was supposed to save my life. I hurried to the end of the corridor, but the green operating light had already come on. Clutching the twisting pain in my chest, I leaned against the ice-cold wall and slid to the floor. There was no need to wait anymore. My heart failure was terminal. The doctor said I would not last the next few days. The mechanical voice sounded in my head. [Master, your vital signs are rapidly deteriorating. If you terminate this body and leave this world now, you still have a chance at a new life. Would you like to proceed?] I looked at the faint grey hue of death tinging my fingertips. “...Yes.”

Chriselda risks everything to save her friend in the dangerous Dawnfall Depths, but instead of the loving mate she imagined, she meets a cold, distant Alpha. Her dream of a passionate connection is crushed, but she knows there’s more to his icy exterior—a story that’s waiting to be uncovered.

After the young officer Edward Shaw took first place in a high-profile shooting exhibition attended by senior officials, his family adopted a rather peculiar tradition. At the annual family banquet, he would perform a blindfolded shooting. Whichever woman's token his bullet struck was taken as a sign that she would become his fiancée. Determined to marry him, I placed the handkerchief I had carefully chosen as close to him as possible. Yet, for three consecutive years, his shots hit nothing at all. I told myself the handkerchief must have been too light, too easy to miss. So each year, I replaced it with something more refined, more eye-catching than before. That illusion lasted until the night before my eighteenth birthday, when I happened to overhear him speaking with a friend at a reception. "Miss Jasmine's handkerchief is right in front. Even blindfolded, you should be able to hit it. How do you keep missing every year?" Edward swirled his glass, his tone casual. "Tracy's still young. The moment she hears I'm getting engaged, she starts crying. "I promised I'd wait until she's a little older. As for Jasmine, she's waited for me all these years. It's not like she's going anywhere." With that, he casually tossed his glass into a metal bucket in the corner. It rang out with a sharp, hollow clang. I lowered my gaze and thought of my younger sister, only a year younger than me. So it had never been about the token. It was about the person who placed it there. In that case, there was no reason for me to keep holding on. After all, my father had already arranged a marriage for me. Three days later, at that same family banquet, I would be formally engaged.

Andre Simmons is a smoking hot billionaire Casanova with a flair for heartbreaking. Love has never been an option for Cleo. After having her heart broken one too many times, she closed herself off to the idea of 'love' and instead chose to have her fun by playing with men's feelings, like a playboy would women. Beautiful and a billionaire in her own right, finding a target was never an issue. When Cleo crossed paths with Andre, he only seemed to prove her point that men were nothing more than lying scums who deserved to be wiped off the face of the earth. So when both of them made a bet that they could make the other fall for them, Cleo was sure of only one thing; she wasn't going to lose. What happens though when Andre turns out to be different? What caused Cleo to hate men so much anyway? Who do you think wins the bet in the end? What happens when two players fall in love?

A slow-burn, sapphic enemies-to-lovers romance about what happens when the one person you despise becomes the only person you can trust. The Accidental Heart follows Avery Cross, a fiercely independent artist forced into a marriage of convenience with Vivian Thorne, the ruthless CEO of her family's rival empire.  Bound by an ancient legal agreement to prevent mutual financial ruin, they establish a tense, divided home built on boundaries and passive-aggressive hostility.  However, when an industry crisis forces Vivian to protect Avery's firm, their cold war melts into genuine respect.  When an outside threat targets Vivian’s career, Avery steps into the spotlight to defend her, turning a corporate transaction into a real-life romance.

When the kidnapper fired the gun, I shielded Scott with my body. The bullet pierced my heart, and I was sent overseas to have my heart exchanged with an artificial one—one that ran on a battery. Because of this heart, Scott married me, and my friends congratulated me for finally having my wish granted, for finally marrying my childhood sweetheart. Later, when I laid there on the operating table with my chest cut open, he was kissing another woman under the moonlight. I didn't react to this in the slightest, recovering my heart in silence. Scott resented my numbness, grabbing my shoulders as he demanded, "Wendy, aren't you angry about this?" He didn't know the reason, and to be honest, it was quite simple. Why be angry when my heart was on the verge of giving out? Every passionate day he spent chasing after love… Was another tick in the countdown to the end of my life.

"sorry you really think that is all, you think that will end it, you think that is all we need for the pain and mistakes you did to us, cut your craps Tony you are nothing but an asshole" Micheal said angrily "yes Michael I really hope saying I am sorry for the pain and mistakes I made will end everything" Tony said softly