Something Got A Hold On My Heart นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I’ve dated nothing but jocks my entire life being with my childhood crush I’d promised I would marry when I grew up. Life is funny like that right? Here I am decades later having the man’s body but never his heart. I’m either delusional or just plain stupid. I didn’t great about being either of those things. Blake’s dick brushes against my center bringing me out of my thoughts. I moan out. “You should be right here with me. And not stuck in your own head.” He warns. Blake turns me to him and holds me in his arms. He slowly enters me. I bite back a moan. I came as soon as he was inside of me.

"Next week we will do it again, OK?" "Okay." Deen's chest puffed up with a thick flowery feeling. Oh yes, no! She'd been trying to put a fence on her heart all day, but Jeff had broken through it, leaving her unable to hold her back. Deen seemed to have fallen in love with Jeff. ***

"Hey beautiful, do u need some help getting to your room?" My embarrassment from the dream last night, made my cheeks hot. I just wish he didn't see this. "No....... thanks for the offer Damon, but I think I can manage" Call it my rotten luck, but just after saying that as I stepped forward to move, I stumbled and embraced myself for a nasty face down fall. But I didn't fall, instead I found myself in Damon's arm. He helped me regain my posture and held on to me a little longer, until he was sure that I was standing safely.

They went to the same restaurant Xavier and I went to on our first date, smiling in a carefree manner as she sat in the place where I used to sit. She wanted every memory I had with Xavier to be filled with her shadow in his heart. I felt like I was now forced to watch a movie that didn't belong to me play out before my eyes. Misty told me to stop watching, but I couldn't stop myself from scrolling further. The pain in my chest eventually grew numb. Eventually, there was nothing left but an unexpected calmness in my heart. As it turned out, even emotions didn't bother showing anymore once someone had reached peak disappointment in someone else.

"Please find another person" Nixon replied as Luna strolled toward him and kisses him right in front of Diana. After kissing him she stares at Diana badly and drags Nixon away. Diana's eyes and heart were so depressed, she felt so vulnerable. "Almighty! why are things often turning around on me..." "Why is this happening to me, am just so vulnerable to heart breaks" "Maybe am not destined to be with any man, I internally feel so lonely, always" "I thought that this one would be the perfect person for me"

"I'll end things with Connor. Let's start over, okay? I can give up on the studio and everything else, too. I just want you back…" I simply stared at her impassively. "It's too late. I'm married. Please leave and don't bother us again. I've given you far too many chances, but you've never appreciated them. Now that I've started a new life for myself, I hope you can move on and take care of yourself, too." Alice gently squeezed my hand and gave me a reassuring look. Natasha stared at our joined hands. The last flicker of hope in her eyes finally died out.

My thoughts slip through my grasp like sand, impossible to hold on to. The worst part is the sound of someone crying, it's agonizing, broken. The sound tugs at something deep inside me, making my heart clench. It's a voice I know, a voice that means everything to me. I want to comfort her, to tell her I'm here, but each time I try, I feel myself sinking deeper into the abyss, trapped in this endless torment. Then it happens. A soft touch against my chest. Warm. Gentle. Familiar. It starts as the faintest spark flashes to life, then surges through me like a current; it lights up every nerve in my body.

Chapter-01 "Who owns my heart? Is it love? Or is it art? Cause the way you got your body movin's Got me confused I can't tell if it's the beat or sparks Who owns my heart? Is it love? Or is it art? Y-Y-Y-You know I wanna believe That we're a masterpiece But sometimes it's hard to tell in the dark Who owns my heart?"

I held onto my chest and took deep breaths. Fuck. This isn’t good. Why does my heart keep on beating like a hundred miles per hour?