Life Series Hearts Novels & Stories

I asked, nudging her in the right direction. She sighed and then proceeded to tell me everything she told my sister, about never knowing her parents, about growing up in an orphanage and later a group home and about her bond with Finn. The only thing missing was that she had a crush on him. I didn't blame her for not telling me though. Rebecca almost didn't tell me but I knew she was keeping something and even though I was angry at first. She helped me put things in perspective. Aurora had lived her whole life as a human. It made sense that she would catch feelings. Heck, even wolves who knew there was a mate out there waiting for them, sometimes caught feelings for others.

Not ever 24 hours later she rips out my fucking heart and is spending her evening with another man. Or am I the other man? Without thinking I grab my phone and book the first flight to Oslo for tomorrow afternoon. It was never going to work; I was never even meant to be here. That night I couldn’t sleep. I kept dreaming of a wolf who I knew to be Harley. She was fighting another wolf, it was violent, but at the end she won. She pinned the other wolf down, bit into his neck and looked up with blood dripping from her snout. I assumed the other wolf was me. I wouldn’t find out till later how wrong I was.

He’s unstable, and that bothers me. She looks at me thoughtfully. —And you, Lidia? Don’t you think about having someone? —You know how it is, Beck… Working in healthcare, we don’t have much time for relationships. We sigh together. —It seems our destiny is to be single. —A toast to that! We raise our glasses and clink them. The night continues with laughter, confessions, and TV series. In the middle of the night, I receive an unexpected message. It’s Bryan:

Pstar7: “I saw what you did there. Let’s just stick with Pstar for now. So, let’s drop the honorifics, I’m pretty sure we’re the same age.” OMG! We’re the same age? Then we can definitely be soulmates. I took a deep breath and sat up. Me: “Really, I’m a senior.” Pstar7: “Me too. I hope I can get through senior year without losing my mind.” Losing his mind? Was something wrong with him? Me: “What’s wrong, Pstar?” Pstar7: “Nothing to worry about, Jenna. It’s just school stuffs and all.”

Someone who's also in the same shoes as mine. He's the one who pulled me out of the closet and thought me to love myself. He's the one who made me realize that life is not that cruel. He makes me smile, every time. But fate wants to crumple our paper hearts. Do I deserve the pain? Or should I accept the fact that gay people deserve to live alone, forever?

Destiny can ditch you in anytime and in any way as it wants. He couldn’t utter a word as she started to walk away from him. He just watched every step she made away from him until she vanished from his sight and all he could see was the flower field illuminated with bright sunshine. Finally, he let go of the tear droplets from his eyes which was fighting with him to flow out, the tear droplets fell on those two tiny hearts making it glisten with sun rays.

About the simple, profound gift of being alive together. Afterward, they lay tangled in the sheets, the city lights glowing through the windows. "Happy birthday, Hope," Mira whispered. "Happy birthday to us," Kieran said. "The family we built." Mira smiled and closed her eyes. Tomorrow, there would be challenges. The sale of Locke Industries. The work of healing. The slow, steady process of becoming who they wanted to be. But tonight, there was this. Peace. Love. Hope. It was enough.

And when they reached the peak—together, whispering each other's names—as if the whole world compressed into a single moment, nothing remained but their hearts, beating as one. And a new life, quietly, safely, growing inside her from their love. The world champion no longer lived for a title. But for a woman. For a life. For a family. And that was the greatest victory of all. --- III. And Then There Were Three Seven months had passed since the world championship, but for Lennox, the days were no longer marked by training schedules or fight prep—but by kicks, ultrasound scans, and 3 a.m. yogurt-and-pickle runs.

“That’s because no matter where we are, no matter what happens next...our hearts will always meet in the same place.” She swallowed, her pulse unsteady. “And where is that?” His blue eyes burned into hers. “With each other.” Elena’s breath hitched. Because it was true. They had fought. They had bled. They had broken. But in the end, their hearts had always found their way back. And now, finally, they were exactly where they were meant to be. The End!

Ethan rolled over, careful not to pull away too fast. Lydia ended up being on top of him, her head resting on his chest , listening to his heart beat She was not ready to move yet. She did not want to. The first guy she ever fell in love with just made her first time unforgettable. She had heard all the horror stories— painful, awkward, disappointing but this was not that. This has been everything. Gentle. Intense. So damn good it left her floating