Racing Hearts By Gianna Novels & Stories

I said, exiting the car and heading into our yard without a backward glance. As I closed my eyes, the sound of his car speeding away echoed in my ears. This is insane, Lara! He's not good enough for you. It's clear he only plays with women. I resolved to avoid him forever, knowing I needed to protect myself from the danger he posed. The night ended with a sense of relief and a determination to steer clear of the man who couldn't be moved. The pageant, the tension, the revelations—all served as a reminder that some hearts are best left untouched, some pains best left unexplored.

Killian I glared at her, a wave of deep-seated hatred radiating from my heart for the enemy’s daughter. But it was nothing compared to the intense desire that spiraled from my core. The contrasting emotions confused me, while my body reacted to the nearness. With our bodies fused, all logic fled my brain, and I continued to stare at her. Her mesmerizing green eyes had me under her spell. My co*k swelled against her soft curves, as we stayed locked up in that position for minutes, staring at one another.

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.

Argghhh I can't lose this job, at least not yet. Mama's illness needs money. I walk out of my desk and halt halfway to the elevator. Who's supposed to replace me when I leave here? Where am I supposed to find Regina? Still thinking, the sound of heels on the hard floor gets my attention. A brunette walks to me boldly, her heels seem to do a great job on her height, her curves so obvious from her short jade gown. She blows a bubble from the gum in her mouth and there is a loud sound from it. "Stop staring at me like that, it's obnoxious" she rolls her eyes.

6 Months Ago A short-haired girl wearing a black knee-length off-shoulder dress, with her back completely visible behind the spaghetti straps, was standing near the anchor holding red wine in one hand and holding the railing with the other. Her dress was to her perfect fit defining all the curves in her body. The evening view in the waterways of Russia connecting St. Petersburg and the capital Moscow can make anyone experience love. "Where are you now, I can't find you around?", a voice from the earphone came to her ear.

Because I am the boss. "Get out of my room, NOW." I roared at her and she almost tripped while running out of my room. Gianna POV; I kept on crying as I walked down the stairs, after the heartbreaking moment I just had. I went back to my room and cried so much. I'm not someone who loves being alone but with all that's happening to me now I preferred to be alone in my room because it was where I could cry without Adriano or Rebecca seeing or hearing me cry. I knew it. I knew that he wouldn't care about my health. If it was his girlfriend, he would move mountains for her just because she sprawled her ankles but he doesn't give a shit about me, his wife. What if I am dying slowly, huh? No, I ca

The girl, maybe six years old, walked right up to Gianna, her face open and friendly. “Hi! Want to race me and my brother?” she asked brightly. Gianna’s face fell. Araceli’s heart tightened. “I… I can’t,” Gianna murmured. The little girl blinked. “Why not?” Gianna glanced at Araceli, then down at her legs. “Because my legs don’t work.” The little girl’s face crumpled in confusion. “Mommy, what does she mean?” The woman stepped forward and her eyes softened when she saw the wheelchair. She gave Gianna a gentle smile, full of pity, and said, “Sweetheart, it’s okay. You and your brother can race on your own.”

THE RIVALING HEARTS; 003 He looked different now - older, more rugged, with a scruffy beard and lines etched around his eyes. But there was no mistaking those piercing blue eyes, which met mine with a mixture of surprise and guarded recognition. Still oblivious of the tension between the couples, our alpha walked over to meet them halfway with a huge grin and walked them over to the table. I tried to collect my feelings which were scattered all over the hall together.

Maybe this really was what I needed. I managed a small smile at him and then shifted my gaze to the racing ground. By now the racers had lined up by the edge of the track, each wearing different shirts with different names—obviously representing their clubs. The track stretched out before us like a horizon, filled with deadly obstacles just like the one in Blackmoore and my heart raced just looking at it. To think Jettison had raced here countless times just to raise money to start a company it couldn’t have been easy.

Candy’s eyes bounced up to me and then down to Gia before flaring wide with realization. “Holy nutcracker! Beast has found a mate,” she exclaimed to the whole damned club. Gia placed her hand on her hip and returned a menacing stare. “Yeah, so keep your grubby paws off my man.” Her man. She just lit the wick of my heart and stood back as it exploded. Fuck me, that was hot. Candy shot Gia a scathing look before fucking off to go for a smoke. The moment she was out of earshot, Gia rounded on me, her expression full of remorse.