Precious Hearts Romance Novels & Stories

Just possession polished until it glittered like devotion. I hated how much that false tenderness hurt to look at. Because real love was messier. It argued. It failed. It returned. It touched old wounds without always knowing how to heal them. It had breath and heat and uncertainty in it. It did not move like this—clean, bloodless, unquestioned. “You’re showing me a corpse and calling it romance,” I said to the heart, and the future room trembled under the words.

"Ahem, so I called to remind you about coming over to our rehearsal ground. I need you to start filling me up on gists about your new mate and all the experience you have been having with her." At his words, the clear image of Precious popped through my mind; beautiful, flawless and stunning. Those are the words I'd use to describe her. She's the flower blooming in my heart and the petals of love falling around it makes my heart warm up. She's the exact definition of light in a dark tunnel and that light, I will cherish with all my heart. I nodded, even though I knew he could not see me. "Alright, I will. And don't forget to gist of all your adventures with your sluts or concubines as you wo

She ascended the stairs with her hand enveloped in Royal’s oversized one. They paused at Precious’s door. Famke watched as he gingerly pushed the door open, and her heart melted at the way he stared at his niece. The love he had was visible on his face. All the hurt of the day had culminated in this moment of knowing love. She enjoyed the way he chuckled at the way Precious was sprawled in her bed, her blankets kicked to the foot.

Meera sighed moon-eyed. “Who?” Eliza asked but when Meera blushed as Theo passed by and gave her a sweet smile, Eliza knew and was instantly relieved. She did not really relish any idea of dating Theo or any man for that matter. Her mind supplied what her heart wanted but she shook her head. No, no, it cannot be. He deserves someone purer, someone more worthy of his regard but the thought of any woman marrying him caused a terrible ache in her heart making her glummer. Trying her best to appear calmer than what she really is, she hugged Meera and whispered “You deserve each other.”

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.

With his inner speculation about Amelia’s real identity gnawing deeper, his manner toward her grew even more reverent. “Miss Brown, the ‘Heart of Romance' necklace has been carefully packed and is ready for you." Alana approached, presenting the boutique's signature gift box with both hands, reverence in every motion. Inside the box, elegant and finely crafted, nestled the Heart of Romance ruby necklace. “Thank you," Amelia said with a gentle smile as she accepted it. Just as she was about to ask Alana to ring up the payment, Lucas stretched out a sleek black card. “Charge it," he ordered coolly.

His heart, a flourishing garden, intricately woven with threads of dreams turned into reality, pulsated with an unparalleled intensity. In this magical moment, his heart orchestrated a symphony, ringing bells that echoed the harmonious melody of their connection. The beats of his heart danced between the gentle notes of a slow ballad and the rapid tempo of an enraptured sonnet. His cheeks mirrored the hues of a twilight sky, blushing with the warmth of love, and his countenance radiated a glow reminiscent of a fully bloomed rose.

—Come, I want you to see something. I hold his hand, and he leads me to our bedroom. When he opens the door, I’m surprised: the floor is covered with rose petals, and scented candles are scattered around the room. —Our night couldn’t end with just dinner, don’t you think? I nod, unable to contain a smile. He closes the door and approaches, kissing my neck and slowly removing my clothes while I help him undress. At that moment, I feel wrapped in an intense love, something I hadn’t felt in a long time.

A nostalgic smile fills my heart. I'm going to miss this a lot; you all are my wolf boys. No matter where you are, you are mine, okay? Be as mine as I am yours. I am your partner, your alley, your ACE OF HEARTS in perfection. Don't look for me, don't take risks for me, and don't stop your lives for me. You all are the best thing I've ever had in my life. Don't forget to give Horus a kiss from me and tell him I love him so much too.

"Fine I will try but at my own convenience. What's the name of the book and where do I read it?" "Shattered Hearts by Micaela Alvarado. It's on A****n, it's the #1 best selling book so far" he answered. "This book better meets my expectations" I said tapping my fingers on the table. "Trust me it will" he replied smiling and then he checked his wristwatch, "I think is time for me to leave. We'll get in touch when I arrive there". "Alright, safe trip. Greetings to my goddaughter and godson and then to their beautiful mom who got married to an ugly jerk like you" I teased and his nostrils flares up.