Precious Hearts Romance Novels & Stories

I licked my lips nervously and put on a fake smile, "Yes, he might have forgotten about telling me about this." "Ruhee, are you telling me the truth?" "Yes," I said confidently, "he is just busy and I did not get enough time to talk to him, I am just here in the room." There was a pause, "Remember I am here for you. You need to get out and explore the place, maybe this is the new life you always wanted and I know you are a hopeless romantic about soulmate stuff so maybe this will work in your favor. I tried to get away from Damien and look at us now."

After she had cried enough, Jonathan spoke, his voice calm but direct. "Why are you crying? I'll give you 50,000 a month to be my lover." Kylie opened her mouth, but no words came out. At that moment, it wasn't Jonathan she couldn't refuse—it was the amount of 50,000 a month that she couldn't turn down. He was her first man. Though Kylie had never been in a relationship, she understood that what Jonathan was offering—this idea of being kept—was, in essence, a traditional way of claiming ownership.

“While you try to lie to everyone that you’re calm and fine, there’s something inside you raging and burning, I don’t know exactly what it is but you make your soul a prisoner to successive waves of anger in secret.” I rubbed gently over his heart while watching the fading of his eyes that observed me with an obsession that didn’t let him blink. “You describe me well, Preciosa, you truly are precious.” He sighed in suffocation with the feeling of pain in his heart. “Your effect on it is extremely violent.” With innocent foolishness I followed him with the question, my eyes shining because of the chaotic emotions that swept through me. “Who? Do you mean your heart?” He turned onto his side to

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.

I had no idea that they were still here. I slowly went to sit next to Layla who seemed like she was trying to stop herself from crying. "Layla...." "What? What Precious?" "I... I...." I stuttered not knowing what to say. She laid back on the couch and closed her eyes, "I tried to stop it.. I'm trying for my sake and yours. You seem happy, she makes you happy. That's all I want for you.. but even when you have it all I can't let go. Precious you're not even mine and I'm trying to let you go.. see how messed up this is..? how do you think that makes me feel? Did you ever try to move on and let go of something that's not even yours. Something that you love wholeheartedly. I'd do anything for yo

Rare moments are all the more rarer to happen in life, I want to memorise and engrave my heart and soul with these precious moments that have only US in them, I Love You. All Hearts!!

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“I want you because you’re just the opposite…” “What does that mean?” “It means your interesting to me.” He sighed. "I sense you've let perilously few men inside you. And even fewer near that tiny black heart of yours." He pointed toward her chest. “Interesting?” Her voice rose as though insulted. Was that the only thing she heard? “Precious.” He corrected. “Precious?” Her voice softened, baffled. “How so?” “You’re rare, beautiful, enigmatic. I wish to know you. To be part of you.”

Conrad was already waiting in his well tailored suit. He took my hand and led me onto the stage, he didn’t even look at me. As we climbed onto the stage, the audience cheered and clapped. Slow music started playing in the background and I could feel my soul syncing into the rhythm. Conrad stretched his hands out as the spot light shined down on us. I took his hands and he placed one hands on my waist and I placed mine on his shoulders. We started dancing to Perfect by Ed Sheeran. Although, we were in sync, our hearts weren’t.

It became apparеnt that their generosity had turned into a subtle rivalry for my affections. Curiosity got thе bеttеr of Elizabеth during onе of our thеrapy sеssions. Thе sight of two nеw cars in thе compound intriguеd hеr, prompting a dirеct inquiry. Jane, nonchalantly but with a hint of pride, explained that Noah,hеr еx boyfriend had gifted one of the cars to me.