My Heart's Desire Novels & Stories

I placed my ear on the door to listen in on their conversation. I know it's wrong, but I just have to. "Ohh come on Tobias, you know I love you." I heard from behind the door and my heart shattered.

The heart jerked slightly before beating back to life. Do you wish to save her? "Yes." he responded again, his eyes mesmerized by the beating heart. The Hell fire warmth from earlier encased his body, heating him up to the point where he could barely breathe. Take this gift, my sweet Roy. My power that will grant you your deepest desires.

—And that girl corresponds to you? —I know she has feelings for me, but they already told her at school that I have a reputation as a womanizer and that I am most likely a womanizer and that most likely it's just a whim for me. —If you are so in love, show her that you are not like they say and that you can be the boy she deserves. My mother's words were all I needed, they were my motivation. —I will fight for Eva mom, I promise. — Let's see and tell me more or less, what does she look like?

His voice must me angelic and equals his limitless beauty. I desire the long desired mate bond. The unexplainable love shared by mate. The undying romance. His romantic gestures towards me. I desire everything!. His hot breath heaving over my sensitive neck. He tongue romancing my lips whenever we kiss or s*x.. I desire them all So I really pray he awakens. *** A loud growl pull me off my fantasy. I instantly fall roughly to the ground. My spines smash with a heavy thud. I wince.

Dad said. " We are really happy if Kate is your fated love. We don't have any right to separate both of you. Finally you got your destined soulmate. " Dad said. " That's true. We will be happier than you. " mom said and smiled. Jack looked at Rosy and said sorry to her. She also smiled because she knew that he met his fated love of course for which he was longing for years but of course it's not Kate but she is Elena whom he loves since long time but he could not identify her.

"Colton.” As she says these words, I feel a sharp bolt shoot straight through my heart, knowing that she will give me everything that I desire. My mind says no, but my body says yes; how can one have what you desire within arm's reach but not want it at the same time. Then all reasoning steps out the door.

“Are you that desperate to make some money? You don’t mind leaving here with a broken arm because of a few thousand dollars?” I choke on my breath. “This….this is a misunderstanding." And he laughs. It’s cold, creepy, frightening in the most disturbing ways. “A misunderstanding?” He tucks a loose strand of my hair behind my ears, and I want to die. “I strangely don’t want to hurt you to feel less upset, little dove. Instead, I want to keep you. I find you…interesting.” Does that mean he’d spare me? He grabs my chin, making me look into his dark, soulless eyes. He sucks my soul in with his breathtaking beauty, but the devilish curl of his lips makes me want to run. “So what do you say?”

“Tell me what you want.” Her heart thundered. “I want…” The words caught in her throat. Freedom. Power. Love. Could she have it all? Could she have him? Isla clenched her fists, memories flashing through her mind. The pain. The loss. The revenge. And Dante. Always Dante. She looked up at him, and for the first time, she let go of the past. “I want you,” she whispered. Dante’s eyes darkened with triumph, and before she could take another breath, his lips crashed against hers.

James announced and it was his mother's and Cecilia's turn to be shocked. "Really?" Cecilia exclaimed happily as she stared at the suddenly shy Joyce who could do nothing but scratched her nape. "So, you're saying that you guys are together now?" his mother asked. How she wished her husband was there to witness what was happening, but he had to go on a short business trip. He would be retiring soon, but there were some things he needed to take care of. " Yes, mum,"James grinned from ear to ear. He was that excited. He was so happy that if he were asked to donate his heart, he would have agreed without hesitation before realizing reasoning the decision he made.

My heart is thundering, the beat hammering in my chest like an alarm. It's warning me—warning me to shield my heart, to build a wall around it before someone tears it apart. But when his arm tightens around me, pulling me close, my heart leaps with excitement. And that’s when I know—I’m in deep, deep trouble. A tear almost excapes my eye. My heart desires to kiss the man in front of me. To touch him. To have him all for myself.