Precious Hearts Romances Series List Novels & Stories

Infinitely Ours" Romance Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Cuando dejas tu corazon atras - Book 1 "When you leave your heart behind" Libro 2 Mi Corazon te pertenece - Book 2 My Heart will be yours Power & Temptation Mafia Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Mafia Italiana - Book 1 Italian Mafia Libro 2 IVANOV, Mafia Rusa (Only A****n /Unlimited Kindle)

Thank you very much. Love yah all xoxo Phoebe Heather P.S. Here are my other novels, please check them out. Relentless Pursuit of His Lost Love Forever Mine : The President’s Secret Little Wife Stolen Heart: A Marriage on Paper Substitute Groom: Married to an Enemy Love of His Life: The Playboy Fell Head Over Heels In Love Falling In Love With His Prince Charming Again

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.

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.

She shifted uncomfortably, the bruises on her ribs making even small movements a test of endurance. She leaned forward, fingers steady as she inserted the flash drive into the laptop. The drive’s label—*Romano*—flashed across the screen, a cold reminder of the name she’d spent years chasing, a name that had become the bedrock of her vengeance. A name that was, even now, still a mystery.

“Good morning, darling.” Later, I tried to escape to the garden, hoping for some peace and quiet. But, of course, Hester found me. “I love this garden,” she said, strolling over as if she owned the place. “Max and I used to spend hours out here. Did he ever tell you that?” “No,” I said curtly. “Oh, he must have forgotten,” she said with a laugh. “Such a shame. We had so many... intimate moments out here.” I clenched my fists, biting back a retort.

The man who could give her the world. Everyone says that Dane and I are a perfect match, that I should give her a chance and try to open my heart to her. No one says it outright but everyone in the pack quietly regards her as my Luna. So when I brought Majori back and began showing her special care, the rumors started spreading. They weren't wrong. I saw the jealousy in Dane's eyes the moment she entered the hall. She took the glass from me again, filled it, and held it out. "I'll drink with you," she said softly.

“⁠And⁠ with everything​ goi‍ng on wit⁠h y‌our best friend…​ it’s been a lo⁠t.” J​essica opened the box‍. I​ns⁠id‍e‍ was a delicate‍ diam⁠o‍nd n​ecklace—thin wh​ite-gold ch​ain, the pendant small but flawless, catchi‌ng t‌he‍ kitchen‍ light with every slight movement. It wasn’t loud or show​y. It was c​areful‌.​ Intentional. She smiled despit​e her‌self. “Try‍i‍ng to bribe‌ me​ to f‌orge‍t what you did?”

Two years ago, Purple Hearts—the sole heiress to Hearts of Jewels, one of the world’s most lucrative luxury conglomerates—walked down the aisle to marry Alex Hawthorne, a man whose reputation preceded him like a storm cloud. Cold-hearted, reckless, and a notorious playboy spoiled by generational wealth, he was everything her family warned her against. But Purple saw none of it.

"Sounds amazing. I'm happy for you, Yelena." She leaned in, a mischievous grin on her face. "And I owe it all to the charm of Florence. You know, the city of love." I chuckled. "Well, it seems like Florence has worked its magic on you. How did you two make up?" Yelena's expression turned thoughtful. "We had a heart-to-heart conversation. I realized that sometimes, you need to let go of the past and embrace what's in front of you." Her words resonated with me, stirring a chord that I hadn't fully acknowledged. The conversation drifted towards relationships, and I found myself sharing bits of my own romantic past life.