Passionate Heart Novels & Stories

I silently wished I could bottle up that portion of the air and take it with me. “It’s my idea of passion.” He pointed out the curvy body of a woman with a man's strong hands caressing her. “You see how his veins bulge as he touches her? That’s the fire inside him that makes him ready to do whatever it takes to save her. When you love someone, your passion for them is fierce and unwavering. As a man, it burns deep and makes you want to explode if that love is ever threatened.” His explanation was so poetic. The sound of his voice when he told his tale made me believe every word that fell from his lips. It was even easier to believe because he was an artist. I have an insane obsession for men

I press the letter to my chest and I feel the heart thump against the paper like a reply. "I don't know your name as I write this. I don't know your face. But I know you needed a heart and I have one to give, and honestly that's a better love story than most people get. My heart is stubborn, that’s a fair warning. It beats faster when it's angry and slower when it's near lavender and it has a terrible habit of falling in love with people who don't know what to do with love. That might be my fault. Or it might just be the heart. Either way, it's yours now. So make sure you appreciate it and treat it better than I did."

before pulling me down for a deep and passionate kiss My heart surged with happiness and my body surged in impending arousal as we kissed passionately. In his arms, I found my true comfort, and my heart knew instantly that this was where I belonged. The passion and intensity of his touch enveloped me, and I was lost in the moment. It was as if nothing else mattered outside of that embrace, and I felt truly alive. My heart beat faster, my breath caught in my throat, and I knew that I never wanted to leave his side

Then he pulled me forward by my waist and touched his lips to my ear, sending dangerous tingles down my body. "Don't miss me too much sweetheart." What was he doing to me? Swayer's POV | was So pumped about tonight. It was the first competition of the year and | was excited for every bit. | loved the sound of the crowd cheering for me and the loud music blasting from the overhead speakers, but mostly | liked having Penelope here. | don't know what it is with her, but when | held her hand in mine, sharp pleasant sensations went up through my arms. What is wrong with me?

Their gaze met and her heart skipped a beat. It was so easy to forget the past... the rest of her life...her pain...everything and just be with him. Her mind went blank and her heart was drumming at the speed of the bullet train. They shared an eye lock. Perhaps it was the rain... weather...the romantic song...or their own pent up emotions. He leaned in slowly and gently, closing in his face giving her enough time to access his intention and refuse. Instead despite herself, she met his kiss. It was hesitant and sweet. Then he lifted his hands to press against her face kissing her deeper. It felt like a homecoming. His hand went to her waist he simply placed it there applying no pressure. He

"No! No Agha jaan I never preferred anyone Over you. No one can take your place in my heart. But at least I had this much right on my life to decide that whom I want to marry! I love her!" "Huh love! Don't you love your father? Get out of my sight right now!" "No! Agha Jaan I love you and respect you with all my heart! please forgive us, please at least give us one single chance. I am your son. I am your blood. Please forgive us, if we had hurt you" "If you want me to forgive you Inaayat" he stood from his chair and moved towards them, "then divorce this girl right now"

His stone-cold facade does not tally with his gentle and generous heart. I, Donna Kays would close this with just one statement to everyone out there. If the woman who the chairman is looking for is watching this, I just want to congratulate you. Not only have you attained a wealthy man's affection, but you also retain his compassion and loyalty. He has it all. Honestly, loyalty, compassion, and obviously, undying love for one person. Hats off to the mighty chairman. You are one of a kind Chairman Flameheart."

People who were in love were not perfect either then what was perfect and who was perfect? Perfect was the heart that was loyal enough to beat only for one person. In the same way, Daniel's heart only beats for his Fire, His QUEEN, and The pure soul of Maria who always craved only for her demon. Demon and His little soul. Demon's CAGED Love. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

“Can we just forget about his topic right now? Let's talk about the reason you are here and why you were checking out his presence.“ I say and Amanda chuckles. Then she beams. “Kind of a little story. You know, Eve hasn't been able to stop talking about him ever since she saw him yesterday and knowing the kind of person she is...... it is so evident and easy to decipher that she is going Gaga over that young man. “ She says and I bite my lip nervously with surprised wide eyes. “Wow.“ I say and nod my head slightly. “Looks like someone is deeply in love.“ I say and both Isabella and Amanda chuckles. “Surprising isn't it?“ Isabella asks. “I have tried so hard and done the best I can to try and

I didn't hesitate, my lips finding his in a desperate attempt to express the intensity of the moment. His embrace tightened, his movements accelerating, his passion a force I couldn't resist. I clung to him, my body a vessel for his desires, my senses overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. He bit my ear, his teeth a gentle yet forceful caress, his words a whispered symphony of desire that ignited a fire within me.