Steal Your Heart Novels & Stories

See, with your eyes, heart, It was you, the wound, scars and blood, Hear, I'm calling out, Don't block me, I'll shout more loud, Oh, don't you know, My breath, my heart was taken away, Without my knowing, stolen from days, It was you, the thief who left me on bay, I'm begging, on my knees, Stop, don't move, don't dare to leave, Oh, don't you know, My pride, lust and every last breath, I give it up, block it out, It was you I wanted, till life and even after death, I'm fighting, bleeding free, Don't go, who else will help me heal?

I say and I do not notice my voice getting high by now a couple of people are stealing glances at us but that is the least of my worries. “I did not know you were the owner of Sage Enterprises when I met you. Leo just told me of a potential client and I agreed to meet you without doing a background check. I knew you were the owner during our dinner with Leo and I contemplated not taking the job but I needed the money. You know my situation with Dad, I needed the money. When you started showing interest in me and I started liking you I really wanted to tell you. I have been fighting my demons for me to tell you but I could never gather the courage. I had planned to tell you tonight at our din

Take me out of here", she whispered again, dangling her right hand loosely while she rested her whole body on him. He navigated her steps till they got out of the club; he helped her into his car and drove like a bat out of hell. He stole a few peeks at her and couldn't help but get entertained by how she kept talking to herself in the car, making hand gesticulations sleepily. He arrived at a safe spot and then parked his car. After a few minutes, she opened her eyes and gazed at him with surprise. "Do I know you?" Rita asks, even though she is intoxicated she still recollects everything that ensued at the bar. But what makes her surprised is why a total stranger would offer to help her when

It feels a lot better. "Tell me. What is it? I'll give it to you right away. I'll hand it over so long as you get to stay away. What is it that you want to steal?" I say to him, hoping he'll state something tangible and we can find a way around all of these. "Your heart." He replies monotonously.

My heart was already invested deep in what we had; I might as well go all in. "I love you too, Sylvester," I said to him, "please do not damage what is left of my heart. I doubt I will survive another rejection. I will always be with you and never leave, even if there is an opportunity to do so, I am with you by choice, and I am giving you my heart by choice. If ever fate interferes with what we have, I will let him go in a heartbeat because I choose you, but please, Sylvester, do not let me down. Do not make me share, and do not make me regret this," I pleaded with him, and he held me.

I said smiling at her. "WHAT?" she snapped. I was surprised by her sudden reaction but I didn't show it. "I mean, what do you mean?" "I got him before, I can get him for the second time, Lia" There. I saw how her face crumpled which he immediately replaced with a calm face. "You plan to steal him again?" Again? I steal Steven to whom? Is she referring to Amanda? or..... to herself? "Yes. That's easy and besides I have the last card to steal him from Amanda,"

Till yesterday you were a stranger If the passion of the heart is true then why should it not bring color You were always mine but now you have come closer how much i love you ask your own heart You are the one who has given my heart, my life is yours Stop testing my loyalty now stop stealing my eyes by stealing my heart stop making me yours when i was not yours but stop torturing me how much i love you ask your own heart You are the one who has given my heart, my life is yours how much i love you ask your own heart

Frost said nothing, waiting expectantly. Haltingly, I explained how I had attempted stealing a rare gem from a collector, only to accidentally release the imprisoned dragon within. Scar had hunted me down, claiming I 'stole' his heart and demanding I return it. Frost listened intently as I described being forced to stay in Scar's lair as he compelled me to help locate this precious 'heart.' Only when I overheard his plans to kill me once it was found did I manage to escape into the blizzard.

After so many fucks he should know that he was all mine—ass, body, soul. And heart? I'll steal it. No one else was allowed to. If anybody dared to steal his heart before I did so or after I had, I'll kill them. He was MINE! MINE alone. I spat on the ground, hands placed deep in the pockets of my pants as I glanced with nonchalance at his car which was sitting in a dim corner, away from the main lights. It was perfect. The location. I will have him there. I will fuck him in the confines of that car while he screamed my name, my dick going so deep, hard and fast inside of his tight hole which would pulse around my cock.

It was consuming. As if he could see every part of me I tried to hide. And then, his voice echoed in my head, deep, low, and warm, sliding into my senses like a forbidden whisper: “Yes… you are a thief, Audrey… because you stole my heart.” My world stopped. Every heartbeat was loud, chaotic, echoing in my veins. My cheeks felt hot, as if I’d been caught committing a sin I couldn’t deny. And in that moment, I truly felt like a thief…