Not For The Weak Hearted Novels & Stories

Only ambiguity. Only the fragile silence of two hearts beating in a wild, unpredictable rhythm.

“Can I come see you? Let’s talk in person.” Camille did not hesitate. “That's unnecessary. My answer won’t change, no matter whether we're in front of each other or not.” Jameson was not ready to give up. “Then I’ll wait until you come back. I’ll pursue you all over again. This time, I’ll do it right. I’ll make sure all of South City… The whole country—no, the entire world knows how much I love you. I just—”

Weighted. Sure thing, there was no easy way to break somebody’s heart…

Degh … My heart is beating

“You would like me to meet him?” she asked softly. “Yes,” Garrett replied as he brushed her off her face. The silence filled the room as they stared at each other in the low light of the room now. The couch was near the furthest place in the room from the light in the corner of the room. Though it was open, this was a corner that was just for him to relax and unwind during the day. He knew the placement was off, but it worked for him. “I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.”

Asher I woke up sweating profusely and my heart beating really hard and fast. I was so scared and it felt like I was having a heart attack. I wasn’t sick before going to bed but the dream I had was so scary and it just did a lot of things to my mental heart.

Not weakness. Hope.

If she was committed, it meant she was very serious about it. She never expressed her hurt because she was used to having to be strong, but someone who had to be strong would feel hurt and lonely all the same. More often than not, the strong people tended to be the ones who were most fragile deep down. They were the most sensitive and easily wounded. Max gave her the courage to love but also ravished whatever belief she had left in love. Ever since then, she had become afraid of loving and being loved. Vows were nothing but words at the end of the day.

"If that hunk wants a wild night, let's make sure it's the best one he's ever had." Oh yeah, it had to be the best if I wanted Jax Jones in my bed and making me enjoy. He could be everything the rumors said, and that phrase he liked so much about women only being good for screwing; I applied it to him in every sense. He could put more effort than anyone else into proving he was good at his crap, but the attitude he showed me swept away all his efforts, leaving him with... just a good physique and a dick he used on everyone.