Stealing My Heart Novels & Stories

’ Heart thought and analyzing what was happening to her recently. ‘Scarlet Heart is a big change to my life. I never thought that I was beautiful but everything about Scarlet Heart is fake, sorry to disappoint you, boys.’ Heart thought. She then jumped on William and held into him by wrapping her legs around his torso. William was holding her legs and they began kissing one another, Heart could feel his hard as rock big dick even she was still wearing panties. They were kissing until they reached the bed, Heart was the one on top and started doing her job, as a stripper-sex worker.

She leaned closer, lips nearly brushing the shell of his ear. "I love you, Wyck. I've loved you since we were kids stealing kisses down by the creek. I never stopped, even when I thought I'd lost you forever." The admission tore free like a bird long caged. "You have to come back to me," she implored raggedly. "You have my whole heart, Wyck Crockett. Always." Her whispered confession echoed in the small room, punctuated only by the steady beep of the monitors. Harper laid her head down near his shoulder, still clasping his hand. Helpless tears dripped onto the stark sheets.

Saint and I had just gone there to keep an eye on our latest target, and after the day's job, we decided that having a good fuck won't be a bad idea. It was meant to be something casual, just to let off steam and stress, like we always do, but somehow, it went way above that. That mysterious woman did one of the things the people of that pack were good at... Stealing. She stole my fucking heart. My mind. My goddamn soul. When I woke up that morning, she was gone. I was disappointed, to say the least. But Saint's anger over his stolen wristwatch hijacked any chance I had to look for her. And we had to return to the pack first thing that morning to attend to an emergency.

Moving as quietly as I could, I went down the hallway, up the stairs, into the safety of my bathroom where I locked the door and turned on the shower to hide any sound. My hands shook as I took out my phone, typing a quick message to Sofia: "Need to meet NOW. They're planning something." Only then did I reach into my bag and take out Alejandro's paper heart. I traced the words with my finger, holding onto their promise like a lifeline. From broken things, beauty grows. I hoped it was true. Because everything in my life was about to break completely.

Maybe now I could tell him. And yet here I am, heartbroken and humiliated, standing on a cold sidewalk. He didn’t see me. He didn’t want me. He loves someone else. Maybe it is my natural hair color that he secretly dislikes. Maybe it is some insurmountable flaw in my personality that I can’t fix. Maybe Jane simply arrived first. “Taxi!” My voice cracks as I try to wave one down. My eyes lock on a car parked at the end of the street. Maybe it’s an Uber waiting for a fare.

The only boy who owns my heart. Logan hands me what must be the final song card and connects his phone to the radio. I lost control – Alan Walker. I lose control when I'm around you, but you are the one who can bring me back from the chaos - my light, my angel. And this time I'm gonna get it right. My heart isn’t just full anymore — it’s overflowing, racing so fast it feels like it might burst right out of my chest. Every little nerve in my body tingles with the kind of love only Damion seems capable of creating.

Alessandro took another slow step forward toward me until the strong scent of his cologne wrapped around me completely… and my stupid heart betrayed me by skipping. Get hold of yourself… Mira. This is the worst person to get attracted to. “Can we get one thing straight here, little thief?” he muttered darkly, and my jaw clenched. “I own you. You’re my property until I’m done with you and decide to discard you. Only then do you get a choice.” I blinked repeatedly. and opened my mouth, but no words came out. Instead, I exhaled deeply, sucking in enough air to calm the rage building inside me.

[Mia, do you even have a heart? Now that was just unfair! All of this was based on the preferences David had told me! I spent quite a while carefully drafting a long explanation. But before I could send it, she messaged again. [Mia, I didn’t expect you to have thoughts like this. [To go this far for me, I’m very touched.] As a reliable sugar baby, I took the opportunity to boost David’s image as well. [You’re welcome. David was the one who told me all this.]

The stars above looked like a million bright specks sprinkled over a black canvas. "I think I lost something." He spoke in a muffled voice. "What? Let's get back, maybe we can still find it." Ava was about to turn around, but he held her back. "No, someone has stolen it." "What? That's too bad... What's lost?" "My heart..." Suddenly he pulled her so close until their bodies crushed. He kept hold firmly on her waist. Her heart stopped as he looked deep into her eyes. "You're the one who stole it, pretty little thief..." His eyes were sparkling like starlight.

Giving him a firm nod he wanders past and toward the office in the back where he finds Abel hunched over the monitor again. “What are you doing?” Harken asks, startling Abel. “When did you get here? I thought you were with Nate?” “Yeah, and he showed me the place he wants me to steal from, it’s in Sierra Vista, far enough away for someone not to know him that much but still close enough to get to,” Harken explains. He doesn’t want Abel poking into it and asking more questions, revealing that he is stealing from what might be another mob boss, rather than a random business.