Please Be Careful With My Heart Novels & Stories

he takes my face in his hand and kisses me. Fuck his lips are so soft against mine. it feels like heaven. I should stop him, shout at him my mind is screaming telling me to stop him, but my heart says no just live the moment. we pull away to breathe. we are looking into each other eyes "I'm not going to see you again. right?"

I said as he stood up from the table. I came back downstairs, thanked them again then put my bag in the trunk. As I was about to go into the car Caramel walked to me, placed her hands on my shoulder and said "You need to be very careful. The path you're about to tread can lead to a place that's worse than where you are right now. You know what is right, your heart says it to you. Do the right thing and don't try to prove yourself to anyone else. Be wise and save yourself when the time comes."

I added a warning, "So, be careful of whom you should trust, Pierce." Because I don't want you to end up like me.

Milo asked, looking at me with an expression that told me he wasn't falling for my bullshit. I shot him a glare. “Traitor.” I said, shooting him a glare. He laughed quietly before standing up and walking toward me, the teasing disappeared from his face and was replaced by concern instead. “Be careful,” he said softly. The words made something tighten painfully inside me because I knew exactly what he meant…. Be careful with your heart. I nodded once before walking out of the house before I could overthink my actions. Blake was leaning against his car when I stepped outside, and the moment our eyes met, it felt like the outside world fell away, leaving just both of us in a bubble.

I just hope no one is hurt in the process. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

she said in a long monologue. “I don’t know,” I replied. She sighed and held my hand tightly. “Listen to this,” she said, pointing at my chest where my heart was. “Listen to this, but don’t forget to use this.” She then pointed to my temple. “You can’t always follow your heart. If you keep following it blindly, you might not realize you’ve already gone the wrong way. You might forget yourself in the process. Because you know, when you love, that love should also include yourself. So that if the person you love ever leaves or hurts you, you won’t lose yourself in the process,” she added. Cate’s voice was so serious. I could feel every word she said, and I understood what she was trying to tel

“Jack's kind of a player. Like, historically. He fucks girls and then dumps them.” "I'm aware", I say, even though I wasn't, not really. Nicole leans in. "And you should probably guard your heart a bit. No offence, but you don't really have a lot of experience with this stuff, and people like you tend to fall hard for the first person who shows them attention." Something in me snaps. "I can handle myself," I say, my voice louder and sharper than I mean to. "I know what I'm doing." They both go quiet. I’ve never raised my voice at them, and I feel a flicker of guilt. Despite how it might come off, I know they’re just warning me to be cautious.

The word settled uncomfortably in my chest. Because somewhere deep inside me, a voice whispered: Be careful. And I didn’t know yet which man that warning was truly about. ****

Regardless of how much I push myself to be heartless, but damn, I know to myself that I'm still weak. I don't know how to remove this weakness within me. This will endanger me and now that I'm totally back to the land where the man who shattered my heart stay, I know things will be more complicated. I should be more extra careful because this will never be the first time that our path crosses again.

My heart, which I thought had become impervious to affection, now beats with a rhythm I cannot control whenever you cross my mind. I wish to express my deepest apologies for any pain I may have inadvertently caused you with my rash actions and heated words. My fear of vulnerability led me to react impulsively, and for that, I am burdened with remorse. It was never my intention to hurt you, but rather to protect myself from the possibility of heartache.