Libro Corazón Novels & Stories

- Book 1 "I Belong to you forever" BOOK 2 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 2 "Eternamente Mia" - Book 2 "Endlessly Mine" BOOK 3 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 3 "Infinitamente Nuestra - Book 3 "Infinitely Ours" Romance Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Cuando dejas tu corazon atras - Book 1 "When you leave your heart behind"

It scares me that they drink blood. I blinked my eyes when the engine roared, breaking the chain of my thoughts. "Well, Drake has sent something for you." I twisted in my seat, looking at the back seat. I grabbed the paper bag and peered into it. The smell of earth and papers filled my nostrils, I ran my fingers on it. I wanted to read it for a long time. Mother kept such things away from me. She still considered me a child who was admitted to the hospital bed for months. 'Dark Corazón' I ran my finger on the title. It contained the details of the dead queen and the dead king and their parents.

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The librarian, a wise old man with spectacles perched on his nose, had greeted them warmly and invited them to explore the dusty shelves filled with ancient tomes. As Scarlett's fingers grazed the spines of the books, a particular leather-bound volume caught her eye. Its title, "The Prophecy of the Shifting Stars," called to her with an inexplicable pull. She plucked it from the shelf and dusted off its cover, revealing faded golden letters etched into the leather. Curiosity burned within Scarlett. She opened the book and began to read aloud, her voice barely above a whisper. The words flowed like poetry from her lips, resonating deeply within her soul.

“Excuse me, sir? Will you be checking any of these books out?” He tilted his head at her in confusion. He had reserved no books. The robrarian expected his question and spoke once more. “Your friend with the tail thought you would need these.” She showed him the different titles. The Lust Chronicles, I Am What I Am Accept It, My Lycanthrope Lover, How Not To Be An Asshole, and more. He nodded his head in understanding. She was a cheeky person when she wanted to be. He liked that.

". Multiple streams of consciousness traversing open networks.... Unstable, yes—. But alive. Then she felt Adrian. Not his memories. His presence. Raw and unguarded. The loneliness he'd carried. The guilt. The devotion. The unbearable weight of waiting. And beneath it all—. Love. Not possessive. Not worshipful. Simply enduring. She gasped. Her eyes widened as Adrian looked across. Because he felt her too. Every fear. Every fight. Every refusal to disappear. The fury that had kept her alive. Her sweet innocence under the cover of survival. Her most profound and deepest secrets were hidden within.

Running his fingers along the spines of the comic books, he smiled again, this time a little more genuinely. He picked one up—“Blue Heart: A Love Beyond Borders”—and sat back on the bed. But as he opened the first page, the words blurred. Not because of the print, but because his eyes were watery....

Third Person's POV His chest hurt unlike anything he had ever felt before. It feels like someone was ripping his heart from his chest. It was hard to keep the tears from falling as he stared down at his sleeping mate. His heart stutters, and he draws a shaky breath in before setting the letter on the nightstand beside him. His lips tremble against his Beta's forehead, and tears fall. “I'm sorry!” He whispered a shaky breath against his skin before stepping onto the balcony and leaping over the edge, disappearing into the night.

A small, strained sigh escaped her lips as she tentatively opened the book. The first words that caught her eye made her breath hitch, and she could feel tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. 'I still get butterflies even though I've seen you a hundred times.' Sophia could feel her heartbeat slow down as she read through the pages, each word reminding her of a beautiful past she had ruined with her own hands. Every morning, Luke would send her those cute texts, bringing a smile to her face as she read them and she made sure to write down each one he sent.