Novel & Cerita Playful Heart

“You’re okay. It was only a dream. Nothing’s here.” My chest heaved, sharp twinges darting along my sternum where the transplant scar sat. Every breath felt shaky and I swallowed hard, my throat raw. “So—so it wasn’t… real?” They exchanged a quick look, the kind nurses give each other when they don’t want the patient to panic more. The older one scribbled something on a chart. “What was real is your heart can’t take sudden surges like that. If your rhythm spikes like that again, especially after your discharge, it could lead to a heart attack. So you have to keep calm, Bianca.”

Serena was about to say something but she wasn't able to do so when Paolo puts a finger on her lips to hush her. Serena suddenly freezes as she felt a sudden jolt of electricity in her body. Her body reacted on its own. She immediately slaps Paolo's hand away. "Eeww! Keep your dirty hands off me!" she said, while pretending to be disgusted. "You look so cute when you're annoyed. Anyway, we still have few more weeks in our roleplay, so I'd better stick with my role as a loyal and sweet boyfriend." Paolo enunciated, as he gave Serena a playful wink.

My words leave on a growl. “Good. I’m looking for a little fun. Everyone out.” With a flick of her wrist, every soul leaves, not even bothering to cover themselves at all. I’m left alone with my enemy. A breathtaking one, making my insides burn.

The movement opened his black jacket, offering a glimpse of his pristine white shirt stretched across his broad chest and flat abdomen. Everything was perfect. This was a great day for him and his agency. It was a party to celebrate the account Golden Gates promotions had with Packard Enterprises and a good number of people had been invited. Everything seemed like it was going to go well. It was all perfect.

Richard responded coldly. "How could you do this to me? I trusted and loved you with all my heart." Sheila said as the tears which had been holding fell freely. Richard stood firm on seeing Sheila's emotions had ran high. "Please use the door or don't blame me for being rude, because I hate seeing tears" he said, unfazed. Sheila's voice was barely above a whisper as she pleaded with him. "I know you have a reason for this. Please stop this game and don't go through with this divorce of a thing, will you do that?."

Throughout the lunch time wisdom had with Becky, he never wanted to leave her. It was fun, really fun. The atmosphere she usually builds around him make him feels like he is on the top of the world, make him feel like he can do the impossible. She makes him feels important but still he still find something in him telling him that the feeling is love. Bloody hell, he can't be in love with the girl who thinks that relationship is a game. He will never let anyone plays with his heart. Not even her. After the lunch, he could judge that Becky is from a very rich home. The car that came to pick her up was a limousine, although he is not shocked about it but for the type of car to come pick her up

Was this really part of their act? `Whether it's an act or not, my heart is happy..` ******

“Izzу, hоw can you еvеn thіnk that? I’ve juѕt tоld уоu hоw уоu mаkе mе fееl, аnd you think I’m now turnеd оff by уоu? You evoke ѕо much раѕѕіоn іnѕіdе. I аm without a shadow оf dоubt tоtаllу, completely, hеаd over hееlѕ іn love with уоu.” “Rеаllу?” I asked ѕtіll unсеrtаіn. I wаѕ still waiting for thе mоmеnt that I’d wаkе uр from thіѕ аmаzіng dream. “Yеѕ, rеаllу, thіѕ іѕ уоurѕ.” He grаbbеd mу hand, directly рlасіng it оvеr his hеаrt. “Mу hеаrt wіll оnlу е vеr belong tо you. It wіll оnlу еvеr beat fоr уоu. Only уоu will have thе роwеr tо brеаk іt, іtѕ entire fate rеѕtѕ wіth you.”

It was a slow morning, one with many knocks to the head and swings to the feet, but | kept on going with teeth grit. "So," Trey swung again to my ribs but | sidestepped, "was that your new play toy at that last fight?" | rolled my eyes and hit him on the side of the head. "Oi!" he yelped and | kept my stance. "No, she's not. Just a friend." thinking of Penelope as one of my so called 'playtoy's' made me mad. Yeah, she had a great body and all, but we actually had a friendship, | guess. And sleeping around with her then dumping her ass angered me. Yes, | admit that that was my plan from the beginning when | barely knew her and thought she was just a pretty face, but for some reason | opened u

His thumping sound sounded enthusiastic and full of life, in contrast to Draco's despair and sadness. The golden yellow gem emitted a warm aura. Draco recognized him. It was his heart. His empty chest wanted the golden heart back into his body. Draco's eyes were fixed on his heart, beating louder and louder as if it was singing to its real owner. Draco realized he was so captivated by The Heart of Magic that a subconscious attraction was hard to explain. The Heart of Magic exuded a calming and joyful aura, full of allure. Draco's sadness and anger slowly subsided, replaced by a feeling of calm and the desire to reach for the gold-colored object that was pounding hard.