Precious Heart Romance Books Novels & Stories

--- Leya's Room – Dawn Breaks She rode in as the first wave of gray crept across the horizon to the other. The candle guttered. Her feet were bruised. Her hands are raw on rusty nails and splintered wood. But her heart— Her heart aflame. She'd hidden the letter in her floorboard. With the flattened letter, Dalton had written to her. The frayed edge of Samuel's ledger book. And the twisted watch Eleanor had ruined once, before her eyes. Tokens. Of what they'd done.

Golden sun streams came through the window into the Johnson mansion to bathe the great dining room with its warmth. Three days since the accident had happened, and it is within the atmosphere brought along by such a situation in life. All was well but the surface of each heart seated on hot coals -and burned so much more under Jasmine's skin than any person could imagine.

Also Read my other books here: The Bad Boy's Problem (Teen Romance) The Debt Collector (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Bad Boy's problem) The Unwanted Bride (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Debt Collector) My Boss is Clueless (Romantic comedy) Trapped by the Badboy Billionaire (Romantic Comedy and book two of My Boss is Clueless) The CEO's Serious Pursuit (Romantic Comedy and book 3 of My Boss is Clueless) A Chaotic Flower (Romantic Mystery) Conuering the Bad Boy (Teen Romance) The Ugly One (Romantic Comedy) Stalking Aaron (Contemporary Romance and the sequel of The Ugly One) Excuse Me, I Quit! (Teen Romance)

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Chapter 3 Riley’s POV “Dangerous how?” I asked, my voice coming out husky as I turned my face up to his in the dim firelight. My hand stayed pressed on his chest feeling his heart thump under my palm. My pussy was still soaked from all the touching and teasing earlier, my nipples tight and begging for his mouth.

That night I lay awake listening to the house settle, my body still humming, already counting the hours until I could have her again. The last day and a half passed in the same careful tension. We stole what we could — a heated kiss in the laundry room while the machine ran, Isabella’s hand sliding between my legs in the pantry, my muffled moan against her neck as I came on her fingers in under a minute. On the final morning Chloe came back and packed with cheerful mood. Isabella stood in the doorway of the guest room watching her daughter fold her clothes. I hovered in the hallway. When Chloe went to the bathroom, Isabella pulled me into the room and kissed me hard and fast.

A small, strained sigh escaped her lips as she tentatively opened the book. The first words that caught her eye made her breath hitch, and she could feel tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. 'I still get butterflies even though I've seen you a hundred times.' Sophia could feel her heartbeat slow down as she read through the pages, each word reminding her of a beautiful past she had ruined with her own hands. Every morning, Luke would send her those cute texts, bringing a smile to her face as she read them and she made sure to write down each one he sent.

The man who could give her the world. Everyone says that Dane and I are a perfect match, that I should give her a chance and try to open my heart to her. No one says it outright but everyone in the pack quietly regards her as my Luna. So when I brought Majori back and began showing her special care, the rumors started spreading. They weren't wrong. I saw the jealousy in Dane's eyes the moment she entered the hall. She took the glass from me again, filled it, and held it out. "I'll drink with you," she said softly.

“You must be very busy doing... whatever it is you do all day.” The next encounter was in the library. I’d gone there to escape her, thinking it was the one place she wouldn’t bother me. I was wrong. “Oh, I love this room,” she said as she walked in, trailing her fingers along the spines of the books. “Max and I used to spend hours in here. He has such a good eye for first editions, don’t you think?” I clenched my jaw, refusing to rise to the bait. She pulled a book off the shelf, flipping through it. “It’s funny, isn’t it? How life works out. You, an actress turned... well, whatever you are now. And me, still as close to Max as ever.”

She thought that after four years of being away from him, she was strong enough to protect herself from him. What a pathetic woman she is. She might be considered a genius in the field of medicine but she can't control her heart. After all that he had done to her, her pathetic heart would still choose to love him. Criticism would be the reaction of the readers if her story would be written in a novel Surely, they will scold her for being weak. But what could she do? She's helplessly and insanely in love with a man who knows nothing but to offer her sweets but soon takes it back.