Stealing My Heart Novels & Stories

Tears streamed freely down my cheeks, burning hot trails into my skin. He did this. He did this to me. Kester. That selfish, manipulative bastard! He switched the pills. Tears streamed down my cheeks, hot and bitter, dripping off my chin. My heart cracked open in ways I didn’t even know were possible. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t believe this. He had taken my virginity. He took my body. He took my heart. And now... He had stolen my choice, too.

Minutes ago I was rejoicing over a successful heist but now I have this indescribable feeling growing in me. All I could think about was Raymond's face. The way he looked when he told me he felt like he had failed his father. I sighed. “Why do I care? I sat on the bed still holding the diamond. “Don't be stupid” I said out loud to myself “I am silent Mira and I do not feel guilty after stealing a thing.” I paused “ but why do I suddenly feel like this” I looked down at the diamond again. For the first time stealing. The victory didn't feel like I had imagined.

Then I will steal hers. Not her breath, not her body, no, that would be too simple. What I want is her heart. For it to shatter into a thousand pieces in her chest. For her to understand, the moment I hold her against me, that there was never any love. Just a trap. A cage I built around her.

I press the letter to my chest and I feel the heart thump against the paper like a reply. "I don't know your name as I write this. I don't know your face. But I know you needed a heart and I have one to give, and honestly that's a better love story than most people get. My heart is stubborn, that’s a fair warning. It beats faster when it's angry and slower when it's near lavender and it has a terrible habit of falling in love with people who don't know what to do with love. That might be my fault. Or it might just be the heart. Either way, it's yours now. So make sure you appreciate it and treat it better than I did."

“It’s okay Sir, As long as I am here you will be okay. Betty asked me to always take care of you. Do you realize how much she loves and cares about you?” “But why can’t I return that love Janet. Please tell me what to do. I am lost” he continued to seek her advice, some how he felt that she could tell him where Betty went and he will go and rescue her immediately. He never trusted that man that calls himself her boss. “You can’t control the matters of the heart. All I can say is give her some time to know her much better. You might end up loving her in the end.” “I doubt, my heart is full of revenge and hatred, there is no room for somebody else love. Do you remember Joy, She is the only wo

I had finally grown up, finally able to give her the life she deserved, yet she never lived to see a single day of it, because they stole that future from her. Before I knew it, my hand flew up. I slapped Ryan as hard as I could. "Get the hell out!"

There’s an undeniable pull I feel, a strange sense of connection. I keep looking at him. I can’t stop. His eyes are locked on mine too. As we study each other, a devious idea starts to take shape in my mind. Mike’s father. His single father. The only person Mike seems to care about other than himself. I feel a wicked sense of satisfaction bubbling up inside me. Mike stole my heart and betrayed me with my own cousin. They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and right now, I can feel that fury igniting within me.

me: "hey hey clam down... I am your cupcake.. I am poor one.. don't show your anger on me.. there is no jack here.. " Jessica: "ufff...!!! fine.. I will go to take bath.. later you go.. " I nodded my head.. she went to cupboard and took her night dress and went to bathroom... I took my guitar and started to sing... MY HEART IS NOT WITH ME YOU STOLE IT MY HEART IS NOT WITH ME YOU STOLE IT THIS COLD BREEZE TELLING ME THAT YOU BECAME MY HEART YOU BECAME MY BREATH THIS MOON IS TELLING ME THAT

she mocked. Her words pierced my heart like sharp arrows, intensifying the ache inside me. But then she revealed something even more devastating - she had taken the box of money I had been saving, crushing my last flicker of hope for a better future. "Oh, and by the way, dear, I couldn't resist taking your little box of money. So you've been stealing from me just to fulfill your dreams of running away? Well look who just got caught. How does it feel to be completely helpless?

Jade looked at his eyes, seeking an answer. Tyler held her eyes captive with his and replied, "You left and robbed me." Jade's eyes grew wide in shock. "No, I didn't take anything from you, you must be wrong." Tyler narrowed his eyes and smirked. "I'm an honest man and wouldn't fabricate a story." Jade held her head because of bewilderment, trying to make sense of what he was saying. "What did I steal from you?" "You stole my heart," Tyler bared his heart to her without holding back.