Precious Hearts Romance Novels & Stories

I got the glass of wine from her hand and took a sip. "Stacey you are making the right decision by marrying Roy. Now drink up and let me do your makeup again." she said . I gulped down the wine and handed her the glass. She gave it to Lizzy who took it and left the room. "Come." she whispered then stood up with me and moved to the bed. "Sit and close your eyes. I'm going to start with the make up." She said. I sat down and closed my eyes. "You know, even though it kills me to say this. I think I will try to fall in love with him." I said.

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.

There’s a freaking orgy going on right in front of me, and God help me, I can’t turn away, fascinated by the dynamics of Jude and Beth’s relationship. Don’t get me wrong, even though I find it fascinating, I never want to have another guy inside of me. Jace is all that I want, but a girl can watch, can’t she? I must make a needy sound as I watch because Jace tightens one arm around me and reaches his other hand down between my legs. “Would you like to get off, Precious?” He nibbles my earlobe. “God, yes, Sir...” I lean my head back against his shoulder as he slips two fingers into me and pumps them a few times. It’s only to tease, though, because he’s pulling them out all too soon.

she gives me air kisses and leaves. I sigh, a huge smile on my face, I look at the papers again and it brings joy to my heart but not as much as those flowers, I stare at the petals, my fingers brushing through them softly,my heart pulled in two different directions, softened by the memory of Matteo but heavy with Dexter's growing presence in my life. How can I possibly be in love with two brothers? My heart strings pulled in two different directions, my smile fades. **************** I pack up my bag and laptop when I hear a little knock on my door, I look up and see Dexter and my heart increases in pace, excitedly.

“Be honest,” Dean leaned forward on his elbows with his chin resting against his knuckles, and his eyes glinting. “What’s your guilty pleasure TV show?” I snorted into my wine. “Seriously? That’s your first question for me on our big, dramatic ‘first public date’?” “Yes.” He grinned, shameless. “And don’t you dare say something respectable, like documentaries. I want the truth.” I tried to fight the smile tugging at my lips. “Fine. It’s Love Is Blind. I watch it religiously.”

It had been my first trip abroad. It was where Levi had proposed. We had made so many memories there. So many moments, as vivid as yesterday. Rowing across Lake Bled beneath a sky the color of sapphires. Locking our names onto the bridge of love. Climbing nameless hills, hands and knees scraping on wild grass and moss. Collapsing into bed in charming little inns, where the decor was romantic and the walls heard our laughter. Doing it once—passionately—in the French-style ladies' powder room of a rural vineyard…

Kieran kissed her—soft and sweet and full of forever. Mira kissed him back. The garden was cold, the roses were dead, and the darkness was still waiting at the edges. But for now—for this moment—they were happy. --- That night, they made love in the bedroom, the city lights glowing through the windows. It was different now. Not desperate, not hungry. Just... tender. Kieran moved inside her with a reverence that made Mira's heart ache. He whispered her name like a promise, like a prayer, like the answer to a question he'd been asking his whole life.

“Mу hеаrt wіll оnlу еvеr belong tо you. It wіll оnlу еvеr beat fоr уоu. Only уоu will have thе роwеr tо brеаk іt, іtѕ entire fate rеѕtѕ wіth you.” I lеаnеd forward mоvіng mу hаnd, mу lips рrеѕѕеd аgаіnѕt hіѕ nаkеd ѕkіn bеfоrе rеѕtіng mу face thеrе, fееlіng thе beat against mу сhееk. “This is thе mоѕt precious gift you соuld еvеr give mе. I promise I will tаkе great care of іt, always.”

, Sean asked angrily. "No", Precious responded as she walk passed him. "Heartless people don't fall in love, so it's obvious", Precious said and the rain began to drop down.

Myra said sheepishly as she looked at her parents. "Yes baby, mama loves you all. Now it's time for bed. C'mon get up everyone." Saying this Nayyab made all the kids sleep in their room and came back to her husband who pulled her in his lap. "I love you Nayyab.. you are my most precious Gem..thank you for being in my life....." his eyes sparkled the everlasting passion he had for his beloved wife. "I love you Musa...." her words held many unspoken promises as she engulfed her husband in a passionate embrace.... THE END.