Pocket Hug Hearts Novels & Stories

To shed tears and be soothed by those who fully comprehend what I have been going through. I started getting to my feet and managed to reach for my backpack, searching for something. I yanked it out as soon as I got my hands on it, uncovering a zippered bag with a beloved heart on it. I sliced open the resealable pack and scooped up the heart from it. It seems to have me completely enthralled and ogling it.

Every inch of me sculpted, trained, perfected. The kind of Luna alphas were raised to desire. The kind of mate built, not fated. But Kade had never truly been mine. Not in the way that mattered. Not in the soul-deep, bone-bound, unforgiving way. He’d loved her. Still did. And that made her dangerous. Too dangerous. I reached for the locket hidden beneath my robe, popping it open with a click. Inside: a folded scrap of parchment, barely bigger than a fingernail, etched in blood-ink.

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

"Mike is a geek and a hopeless romantic obsessed with losing his virginity; Trent is..." "You don't know what Trent is like because you don't know him, Nora," I interrupted, grabbing a small bag hanging behind the door, mentally kicking myself for leaving the pack of cigarettes in the pocket of the other pants on the floor. "First wait until you know him, and if you see that you do, that you like him and all... I'll support you and be there for you no matter what," I continued, shrugging and going back into the dressing room to grab the pants I had taken off. When I found my tobacco, I returned to the room. Nora was already waiting for me with a small backpack on her back and retouching her

Then he pulled my panties down the rest of the way and tucked them in his pocket. “If you want these back, you know where to find me,” he told me. I actually didn’t have any idea where to find him. But I wasn’t about to say that. He got up and walked away, whistling. I hated him.

He said gripping onto my wrist and leading me down to the pack barbeque area near a pool that was just behind the pack house. When we arrived Layla came with headbands one with a big deer antlers representing a buck and the other with ears and smaller antlers covered with little roses representing doe. She placed the Buck antlers onto Lucians head and the other on mine. “LET THE PARTY BEGIN” Layla said turning to the whole pack. A cheer so loud that it could shake the earth echoed through the packs territory and I wouldn’t be surprised if neighboring pack had heard it. My face went red due to the amount of love I was receiving that I went completely shy. “First we will cast the votes and rec

“Deal.” Hellen released his hand for a moment, picked up the small wooden box she had left on the table. She opened it slowly. Inside lay a small antique silver key—not a key for cuffs or a padlock. It was symbolic: delicate, with a tiny pendant shaped like a heart intertwined with a ring.

Before I get an answer in, Marta pulls me into a hug and presses something into my hand. Looking down I see it's a phone. Not the one most of the people here use, it looks to be about 15 Years-Old but it still looks as though it works. I mean it also looks like you could throw it at full strength at a wall and it wouldn't even put a dent in it. "I want any info on the Crescent Moon pack child. Anything and everything"

He seemed to hesitate for a second before he pushed his hand into his pocket and pulled out a carved out piece of a heart. "Can't refuse that smile." My eyes widened slightly in marvel as he stretched it out in front of me. A medium sized heart and around it was carved tulips that had thorns. Tulips with thorns... My heart thumped hard within my ribcages at the beauty of it. "It looks so beautiful" I reached both hands to his outstretched hand and took it from him. I flipped it back and found that my name had been engraved into the back of it.

Fuck! "Yuniko look at this." He turned to me and suddenly grabbed my hand so that I could see some images again, I was surprised that he was wearing a purse on me. My forehead furrowed as I turned to look at him with a smile and turned to look at the black purse he put in my left hand, it had a blue heart shape in the middle, it was just small and alone. "It's nice, look at this too." He said and raised his right hand, it was like the purse he wore on me. Slowly the wrinkle on my forehead disappeared, he turned to smile and looked at me.