Precious Heart Romances Novels & Stories

******* Unknown Place: A beautiful redheaded was seen standing in the middle of a once beautiful sitting room but now burnt. Ganga closed her eyes as she listened to the conversation between Rohan and her younger sister. What could her mother tell her sister? Meera couldn't find her the last magic Flamebound kept by her mother before her death. Could this hidden room be where the Magic Flamebound is? Amar appeared before her and bowed down and presented something filled with blood on his hands, his both hands were covered with blood. "My mistress, I did as you ask, here is the heart of Meera." Amar said.

Every word, every glance is a blade to the throat, worse than the shame, worse even than the laughter that was the absence of hope from her heart. --- If she had sinned more, then she might have understood. She had begged him. Her gaze had passed over the chandeliers, past the sparkle of suit and cocktail dress, past the aura of perfume and cigar. And landed on him. Harrison. He remained across the hall, a glass of whiskey on the table in front of him, His shoulders straightened, his face condescending. His lips were thin and smiling as if the entire world curtsied to amuse him. Her heart leaped for an instant—of course, he'd have seen it. Of course, he'd have seen her. Of course, he'd show

“Merry Christmas.” Marianne smiled and said “Thank you”. She opens the lid of the box and sees two magnificent diamond earrings. “Wow! This is… beautiful,” she breathlessly said. This is the first time that she had ever received a pair of earrings. There are plenty of expensive jewellery sets in her dressing room, but those are already there. It wasn’t specifically given to her. Any madam of the William castle would be the owner of those precious stones.

He also couldn't help but feel pity and guilty for her for using her to be the solution to his problem, in fact, she didn't do him any harm. If Camille is not in his life, there is a good chance that he will like her and love her completely. Candy's beauty is not ordinary, she's kind of a mysterious woman. Although she is a snob sometimes she has a warm heart. And the fact that he was the first to claim her femininity is also a big factor. But for now, he needs to stick with his plan because he already promised Camille that they will be together again after two years. Even this means of breaking Candy's pure heart.

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********

“Good.” James’s hand was gentle under her chin as he lifted her mouth to his and immediately her lips opened at his probing. The fire which was just waiting to ignite every time they touched, blazed into being and he moved his body slightly, pressing her against the worktop so he could feel every soft curve, every contour. Her hands slid up around his neck as she returned the need to be close. “My darling, you’re so beautiful, inside and out,” he murmured throatily. “Warm, soft, intoxicating. For weeks I haven’t been able to sleep properly for thoughts of you in my arms.”

It was taking everything in me not to blow up before I even entered her. Her legs widened even more, making space for me and her eyes gleamed bright as she said, “I would do anything for you.” My heart squeezed so tightly in my chest, I was afraid that I would’ve a heart attack. “You are so beautiful.” I shook my head, thinking for better words and said, “You are precious, princess. You giving me your trust and yourself is the most priceless gift I have ever received.” I slid my hand between us and took hold of my hard côck. I pushed the head of my swollen côck against her entrance and asked a silent question, she nodded.

I say to Hero who has been in the same isle as me for about ten minutes for. "How are we sure your not the one following me." He fires back. "You haven't picked up a single book, I have 3." I tell him gesturing to the books in my hand. "I just don't see anything I like yet." He lies then walks away. I stay in this isle for a few more minutes before I head over to the romance section. When I get there I see Mrs. Smith's grandson fixing up some of the books. "Romance huh. I pegged you as the fantasy type." He says in a friendly tone.

"If Olivia had been in love with me instead of you, do you honestly think I would have married Emma? You had better treat Olivia well. If you hurt her, I will not let you get away with it." "You too," Caleb replied. "Treat her well." "That's not something you need to worry about," Ryan said. "I've never loved Emma. The only woman I've ever loved is Olivia. I married Emma only to do a good deed." Every drop of blood in my body seemed to freeze. I ached to storm in, rip away their masks of kindness, and demand how they could commit something so unforgivable. However, I could not move. My feet felt nailed to the floor.

Each moment felt like a precious gem, etching its beauty deep within our hearts. In those treasured moments, time stood still, as if the universe conspired to grant us a glimpse of paradise. Every glance, every touch, and every shared breath spoke volumes of our connection. The world faded into insignificance, leaving only the magic of our love enveloping us in its embrace. You awakened within me a version of myself I had longed to discover. In your presence, my spirit soared, embracing life's sweetest joys. Your smile, radiant as the morning sun, was a testament to the happiness we found together.