Not For The Weak Hearted Novels & Stories

“Why is my heart so fragile, huh?, What did I do to deserve this drastic heart break, I never planned of falling for that heatless being, but my heart decided to show its stupidness and I end up getting hurt” “ Why can't I just hate him, I have tried countless times to stop my heart from beating for him but to no avail, Instead I found myself Wanting him every then and now” “ What is wrong with you Freya wake up from your slumber, you are never the weak type, always so strong and a stubborn head. Why become weak and motionless all of a sudden” I screamed Furiously breathing so hard and that was when my room door opened, Carmine came in staring at me dumbfoundedly wondering why I looked like

Her voice sounded so weak and brittle. Maybe it's about the company? Well, there's no other reason for her to be like this, right? Sighing, I opened the gate but it wouldn't since it needs a password. I scratched my head. "I'm sorry but I don't have any idea what the password is." She pouted and stared at me teary-eyed. "There must be some other way for you to open it. Just call Mr. Babe and you'll see that he would agree for us to talk about this."

ϖϖϖϖϖ Noah stood frozen at the threshold, chest heaving, breaths uneven from the mad sprint he’d just made through the maze of corridors. His hands trembled at his sides—not from exhaustion, but from the rage rising inside him. The sight before him was ordinary, even: a man brushing hair from a woman’s face. Yet to Noah, it landed like a punch to the gut. Was I always this weak? He thought bitterly.

he muttered, voice cracking. --- Outside, Elara’s breath came in quick bursts. She scanned the street— Josh’s car was gone. Her chest tightened. She was stranded.

and a lemon juice for herself. "'Heartbeat 141' is supposedly the owner's special cocktail. They say your heart rate reaches 141 when you're in passionate love. Try it," Zia clinked glasses with me and continued, "But for someone like me with congenital heart disease, I can never drink alcohol in this lifetime. Maybe I'm not suited for intense love either. What does being drunk feel like? I'm quite envious that you can live so freely." "Did you study medicine because of your heart condition?" I took a sip of the Heartbeat 141. It was strong, with a tropical fruit aroma, but quickly followed by a bitter taste.

“Go slow dear heart, do not race.. At Least not on the wrong track, You will lose it in the end, come back! All Hearts!!

Stronger than ever. Ready for whatever came next.

doubt my strength? "My heart is my strength!" My voice quivers with feeling as I yell. "Caleb, if only you could understand that. Love is what keeps us living and fighting, not weakness. "Fighting?" Shaking his head as though I'm naïve, Caleb scoffs. "Do you believe that love will win you a victory in combat? Will your heart save you when the enemy attacks?” I started to argue, but his comments hurt too much. He simply sees my frailty and the surface. However, I am more informed. I've suffered more than most people and worked harder than anyone.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦,

Chapter Fourteen Of the four, Selena has the weakest resistance because she has heart disease, she told us that her heart is small so she is not allowed to play any sports, she is not allowed to be tired, she is not allowed to be too happy, she is not allowed to be sad too much. Oh! As long as he is not allowed to have too much, everything should be just right.