Racing Hearts Book Novels & Stories

Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can tell me if I was wrong or right" I don't know when my fingers has typed the title of the book and it's author and now I was at A****n Kindle page. In the page, the book cover is designed with white background and then it had a broken shaped hearts on the background with the title written in red 'Shattered Hearts' and it's author name below the cover Micaela Alvarado. Seeing this book again sent turbulence to my heart like in the afternoon when I'd seen it.

PENNY POV When I got out of the car, I was surrounded by the wolves. Oscar put a hand on my back when he came down and guided me as we entered the hangar. Car engines and motorcycles echo in the road of the hangars that are preparing for the races, I see how Noah disperses, leaving me with Raymond and Oscar, and people turn to look at us. They look confused and I can Imagine, what a girl has to do with the Wolves.

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.

Fear clawed at her heart like a beast, and her pulse raced like a runaway horse. Alpha Kael's fingers traced the curve of her jaw, his touch sending shivers down her spine. As Alpha Kael's eyes locked onto Aurora, his gaze burned with a fierce intensity, making her heart race like a wild animal. He pulled her close, his strong arms wrapping around her like a vice, his warm breath dancing across her skin. Aurora's struggles only seemed to fuel his passion, his grip tightening as he drew her closer to his chest.

It read: Dear Mabel, Seeing your eyes light up as you picked up this book made me want to see them always aglow so I hope this simple gift would always give you pleasure. I hope you will tell me the story someday. I hope you also enjoyed our outing today in the same way I did. Have fun with your book. Yours always, Varrick Mabel was so impressed and affected by Devlin’s thoughtfulness that she brought the book to her lips. That man, she thought and then as if realizing something, she shook her head and dropped the book like it burned her.

Natasha and Mandy comforted cherry. "See you soon love." Damon winked and moved away. "See you never," Natasha murmured. "Does he even have a heart?" Asked Natasha. "Well, one made of stone," replied Cherry. "You okay? " asked Mandy. "Yeah! Maybe" said Cherry, looking at his reflection on a classroom window nearby. He got a blue mark on his face where Damon punched him. "So in this Damon clutter forgot to ask how do you guys know each other," said Mandy.

I didn’t want any noise, anything at all that would put me in trouble and this sneaky boots of mine would. I shut my door slowly, and stood in front of it planning my next steps. “she said I should go left” I recalled and zoomed immediately. The race was endless, and as I ran through his door, my heart trembled, “demon!” my lips pugged out. “you would no longer see who to control and boss around. I would rather live in the trenches than being married to you” my hatred spoke. “I missed what freedom felt like” I came to an uprupt pause after some minutes of non stop race. My heart beat tremendously as I tried to catch my breathe and my hand rested on my chest in an attempt to stop my racing he

[Raven] Out of nihility, two sports bikes burst onto the road, racing behind us with an adrenaline-pumped intensity that echoed in the air with the roar of their engines. Within moments, they surged forward, effortlessly catching up with my bike. My eyes darted from Asher’s sleek white bike on the left to Ezra’s fiery red bike on my right. As soon as Asher’s scent dominated the air, I could feel the increase in Xanthea’s heartbeats through our tightly pressed chests.

Being that close to him, in that room, it took her a lot of effort to appear as unbothered as she had been. She stood there for a while, then walked to Ethan's room. She selected a book from the small shelf above his bed, tucking it under her arm. Then she returned to the room. She opened the door, and climbed back onto the bed, settling against the headboard with Ethan laying to her side. She opened the book. In a town, there lived a fleet of race cars. They were fast and loud. Every morning they lined up at the starting line and raced against each other.

My feet felt nailed to the floor. In the end, I ran. I hated myself for it. I was too much of a coward even to confront them. I wandered the streets alone. Everywhere around me, people walked in pairs or groups. Couples held hands. Families laughed together. Friends huddled beneath umbrellas. Everyone seemed to belong somewhere. I did not. The sky darkened overhead. Then the rain came without warning. Heavy drops pounded against my skin, sharp enough to hurt. I curled up on a street corner, letting the rain soak me through while my tears blurred the world into streaks of light and shadow.