Precious Heart Romances Novels & Stories

My heart clenched. “Do you remember Paris?” he asked suddenly. My breath hitched. “How could I forget?” Lorenzo smiled faintly, the memory softening his features. “There’s something I told you that night. Something I never explained.” He straightened, his voice dropping to a near whisper as he recited, “Car, vois-tu, chaque jour je t’aime davantage, Aujourd’hui plus qu’hier et bien moins que demain.” My lips parted in shock. “you never told me the meaning. What does it mean?”

THE RIVALING HEARTS; 003 He looked different now - older, more rugged, with a scruffy beard and lines etched around his eyes. But there was no mistaking those piercing blue eyes, which met mine with a mixture of surprise and guarded recognition. Still oblivious of the tension between the couples, our alpha walked over to meet them halfway with a huge grin and walked them over to the table. I tried to collect my feelings which were scattered all over the hall together.

"And with this ring, I pledge my eternal love and steadfast loyalty to you." Efrain slid the ring onto Marissa's finger. Applause filled the room. Marissa held the microphone, her voice filled with emotion. "As a young girl, I adored princess stories—Beauty and the Beast, Sleeping Beauty. I loved the idea of finding Prince Charming, someone perfect and flawless. But no one told me that Prince Charming comes in various forms; he can even be a frog. Prince Charming isn't about perfection; it's about having a kind heart. He can be anyone—a man who has faced hardships but remained strong and compassionate, making everything perfect when you're with him."

my voice came out softer than intended, my pitch falling with every word. Then I realized just how close we were. Our faces were barely inches apart. I could feel his breath on my lips, warm and slow.. And I didn’t move. Neither did he. I could see in his eyes that he was just holding himself back. He reached for my hands and slowly placed it on his exposed chest— right over his heart. Without breaking our intense gaze. “Here,” he murmured. I opened my mouth to speak—anything—but the only sound that escaped was a soft gasp… more like a moan escaped my lips.

Just like how safe I feel when he's near. ["Eternity": Grafting successful after seventeen tries! The heart-shaped pattern in the petals can only be seen under specific lighting! This is our secret! Just like how I love him—only I know how deep it goes! Only I know how much space he takes up in my heart!] He turned page by page, his heart being cut like by knives. Each entry was another wound, another realization of what he'd destroyed. Until he reached the last section about the most precious and unique "Love's Poetry" series.

Dane’s eyes burned into hers, his breath warm against her skin. “This is dangerous,” she whispered. “So was loving you,” he said. Her chest tightened. “That’s past tense.” “Is it?” Before she could answer, he kissed her. It wasn’t gentle. It was years of silence, anger, and memory crashing together. The clay forgotten, her hands found his shirt; his found her waist, drawing her closer. The world tilted heat, heartbeat, everything rushing too fast. When they finally broke apart, breathless, the sculpture between them had cracked a thin fissure running down its chest.

Instead of answering me, he leans in and kisses me to the point I'm getting hot and bothered, his hands are already all over me I'm sure we're about to do it there and then but suddenly he pulls his lips, "You're the first woman I had sex with. You're the first pussy I put my dick in. It's like I'm losing my virginity to you and we both know your name, your face, your pink pussy will forever have a special place in my mind because you're my first. And yeah, you're in my mind, Elle. All. The. Time. Probably because you're here with me, living with me, having sex with me every single day and night. But that's the thing. I don't want you to leave, be it from this house or from my mind. I want t

Her eyes widened and her heartbeat fastened once she saw a bouquet of white Camellia in his hands. A BOUQUET OF CAMELLIA. He brought it for her. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She put her hand on her chest to calm her heartbeat. Why was her heart beating so fast? He remembered her liking Camellia. She was truly touched by his act. She raised her hand to wave at him. "I---." Her voice died midway when she saw fatty blocking Igneel's way with his gang. Her jaw clenched in anger when the fatty pushed Igneel by his shoulder. "Damn you, Fatso." She cursed.

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Beautiful. Every touch from him made her feel cherished instead of lacking. Desired instead of tolerated. When Edwin finally held her tightly afterward beneath the moonlight, Arabella rested against his chest listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Her entire body still trembled softly. Edwin brushed damp curls carefully from her face. “You deserve to be loved gently,” he murmured. Arabella looked up at him with tears shining faintly in her eyes. Because no one had ever treated her gently before. And somewhere deep inside her heart…