Love You Hearts Novels & Stories

Please let that count for something. Please let his heart listen to mine and know the love is real.

another apologizes and they ledve. Holy shit.

"I am sorry you all had to see me like this." "What was that thing you did bowing to the ground?" One of the new men asked. "Old ritual that most don't do anymore. We do it before eating any hearts of any kind, including candy ones." We held hearts sacred, both ones we eat and the ones we don't. I only ever lost one heart that I held sacred. My mates heart. It was either his heart or the hearts of the innocents he was going to kill. So, I killed him, but these tigers didn't need to know it yet.

So please be mine tonight, Let your wall down and let me in your heart right now. I hope you catch the words in my voice and not the hate in the world. Fall in love before it falls apart with regret. Ooh baby,would you please believe these words I say right now and watch the crowd disappeared like the sunset until it's just you and me,shimmering in the dark.... Oohh oohh darling, please be mine..' Ryder kept singing those words over and over again while staring at me. The more he sang those words, the more I felt my wall actually crumbling bit by bit until nothing was left other than the sheer realization of what he was saying.

"Can I take it as a positive answer? I want to believe that you made an effort to look good today because of me. Like how I dressed myself to good look on you." Ahhhhh. My heart can't take it. Please stoooop it. I squealed inside. "Well, it depends on how you court." Kane chuckled. He lead me to my chair and gently assisted me. He then went to the speaker that was replaced a few meters away from us and open some music. The song played. It was a romantic song, 'Love Someone' by Lukas Graham. I was never a fan of any music. Perhaps because I had childhood trauma due to the Mackenzie family. However, right now, every upbeat tune and every word in the lyrics were swirling around us, making my he

My heart clenched. “Do you remember Paris?” he asked suddenly. My breath hitched. “How could I forget?” Lorenzo smiled faintly, the memory softening his features. “There’s something I told you that night. Something I never explained.” He straightened, his voice dropping to a near whisper as he recited, “Car, vois-tu, chaque jour je t’aime davantage, Aujourd’hui plus qu’hier et bien moins que demain.” My lips parted in shock. “you never told me the meaning. What does it mean?”

She stared into his brown eyes. Unrequited love is the worst. It never quenches your thirst. When you love someone the most, but they treat you like a ghost. You don't exist to them, even if they're your gem. It hurts your heart and tears you apart. Your soul gives a desperate plea, for them to just see, that you're right in front of their eyes. Only once it's too late, they realize. It's like a stab to the chest, leaving you in a state of unrest.

There was only one thought in their minds right now: The boy will die! "What's that? Is the lover arguing?" "Do you make a movie?" "I wish I could hug that silver-haired man too! He's so handsome!" "In broad daylight, hugging each other like that? It's overdone!" The passerby constantly whispered, whoever passed could not help but look at the two at least once.

All my love, Celine <3

Mira closed her eyes and let him hold her, her face pressed against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath her ear. She didn't say the words. But she felt them—burning in her chest, pressing against her ribs, demanding to be set free. I love you too. God help me, I love you too.