Skating With Hearts Novels & Stories

It lingered in the darkness but seemed to be getting worse with each step I took. Then I heard it. It was like death themselves was waiting to impale my heart with their scythe. When I saw them in the room through the ajar door, it felt like death's scythe ripped through my heart and pulled it out of my throat. The sight of Ash with her….

Pixie I’m doing some laps around the rink waiting for my partner, Issaac, to finish lacing up. Normally I am a solo skater. But one of the skaters I helped train needs a partner for the pairs skating competition coming up. His normal partner got hurt and can't compete. If he doesn’t compete they will lose their slot. So not only am I training myself for my next competition I’m training for his. We have to do a long and short program for him and I have the same for mine. It is rough on my body but we are talking about the semi finals here. Neither one of us can afford to miss it. His slot is on the first day. Mine is on the second so I can rest in between. So that is a plus.

"I still think it's a recipe for disaster. There's no emergency room here, remember." "Well, all those clothes you've got on should act as padding if you fall," he teased. No way would he let her get really hurt. "Come on, let's give it a try. At the very least, we can walk around outside for a bit while it's still daylight." Shelby nodded. "It always looked romantic in movies, ladies skating in their long dresses. I'll have to put on some petticoats so the skirt doesn't get caught under the blades."

There’s such a sad love Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel Open and closed within your eyes I’ll place the sky Within your eyes There’s such a fooled heart Beatin’ so fast In search of new dreams A love that will last Within your heart I’ll place the moon Within your heart As the pain sweeps through Makes no sense for you Every thrill is gone Wasn’t too much fun at all But I’ll be there for you When the world falls down Falling Falling down Falling in love I’ll paint you mornings of gold

Sara said as she looked forward out the window ahead of them. “I love you too, Sara Holt,” Garett said and smiled as he kissed her hand. Now it was time to let the heart win forever. He had the contract still on the wall, after all.

only YOU. All Hearts !!

In every combination, like this bar doesn’t just mix drinks in the perfect combination, but they have heart ice cubes, and straws decorated with sickening heart sparkles, too. I see guys in love with girls; girls in love with other girls, guys in love with other guys. I even see the rarest animal of them all: two men in a loving relationship with one girl. A threesome of the heart, it seems. And not just in the sheets. Not just for the kink.

Needed the visual confirmation of presence that had sustained them since childhood. Focus, Arthie told himself. Sector times. Brake points. Apex speeds. But his mind kept drifting to Cyrus. To the message he'd received that morning: Good luck today. I'll be watching the feed. Structural. And a emoji—unexpected, playful, the doctor revealing himself in pixels. The grid formed. Arthie found his slot, seventh position, not ideal but recoverable. He went through the rituals—steering wheel adjustment, visor check, the pattern of breaths that lowered his heart rate from 120 to 80.

He brushed my hair back from my face, kissing my forehead, my cheeks, my lips with infinite gentleness. “You undo me,” he murmured, stroking my back. “Every time. You make me feel… whole.” I nestled closer, tracing lazy patterns on his chest. “Good. Because you do the same for me.” Later, as we lounged in the cool villa, Nikolai’s eyes lit up with excitement. “There’s a private skating rink set up near the main villa complex—roller skating under the stars tonight. Would you like to go? I thought it might be fun. Something new together.”