Stealing Your Heart Novel Novels & Stories

My prince- shit, I mean, the prince would soon be the king of Draconiá, and me, I had to steal the fūcking crown before that, or all of our hopes and dreams would go down the drain. I couldn’t do that to Lili and Hayden. All their lives, they had only seen pain, and loss and suffering. I didn’t want them to face any more of that. The boarding school in Zeyro cost a lot, and I needed to finish this job for that. This time, it wasn’t just for that kick, or the rush. This time, it was essential. Most of the time, it was just because it was fun and easy. "Do you really want to steal from your own mate?” Nova looked at me with a frown.

“Men are complicated creatures. She pushes his buttons, just like you pushed mine. I fell in love with you, and he’s falling for her.” “I didn’t steal from you,” she says as we enter the bedroom. “Oh, you absolutely did.” “What did I steal?” She frowns as I place her gently on the bed. I take her foot in my hand, kiss her toes, and smile. “You stole my heart and drove me crazy for months.” I kiss each toe and slip one into my mouth. “That is not the same,” she moans gently as I kiss my way up her body until we’re face to face.

Then it hit him and a smirk plastered on his face, “Oh right. We definitely have to go mow. “I can’t wait to officially have you, Mrs. Hudson.” I chuckled, feeling butterflies in my stomach. This is really it. I can’t wait to be on more adventures with my husband, Eion. It was all worth it. And I’m proud to say that I am Snow caught in his Winter Heart. **

She read it again. And again. Like repetition could break meaning. But it did not. Her voice dropped. “You are telling me…” She looked up slowly. “…my heart came from me.” Silence. Adrian answered quietly. “Yes.” That single word did not feel like explanation. It felt like confirmation of something already decided. Anna leaned back slightly. “No,” she whispered. “That is not how donation works.” Adrian’s voice remained steady. “It was not a standard donation procedure.” Silence. Anna’s eyes narrowed.

It was a front, a beautiful, heavily secured goldmine designed to launder money and gather intelligence, run exclusively by the shadow organization’s loyal sycophants. When Seven finally made her way back to the safety of the bar counter, she was surprised to find the handsome stranger still sitting exactly where she had left him. His highball glass was completely empty, the melting ice cubes clinking against the glass, but he hadn't budged. She had honestly assumed he would have grown bored and left during her sudden absence. "Boyfriend?" he asked suddenly. Seven blinked, her brow furrowing into a deep frown as her mind struggled to comprehend the random, unexpected question. "Excuse me?"

Thanks to all of you who read this book to the very end. Novel may not remember anything, but her heart knows she belongs to Alexei. Love is beautiful, and I hope each of you finds a love that fills your heart with happiness—a love your heart can recognize even when your mind cannot. Thank you all for your support. You can also check out my other book, I'm Your Brother's Wife, Dear Ace. Thank you! 😊

Chiara let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. The moment Lorenzo and his friends stepped out of the restaurant, her shoulders dropped. Her chest felt lighter, but her heart was still racing. Why was he staring at me like that? she thought, biting her lip. Does he remember my face from that night? Or… could he actually like me? The thought made her laugh nervously under her breath. She pressed a hand to her chest, feeling the thud of her heartbeat. “Oh my God,” she whispered to herself. “Maybe… maybe I stand a chance to win his heart.”

I whispered, kissing his cheek. He blushed. And just like that, I knew I was exactly where I wanted to be. [End of Novel] And maybe the chaos didn't stop, but we made it out with minor injury. We survived, we fell in love, we fought, and we got a damn good story out of it. For some of us, that's all we ever needed.

My heart raced in bewilderment, a feeling of dread creeping in. He must have opened my door quietly and discreetly without alerting the security. I didn’t need to guess what brought him. Either he’s here to steal something or do worse. Quickly, I grabbed my phone and hid under the table. His muddied leather shoes came into view as he paused for a moment. I couldn’t see his face through the linen covering the table. My heart pounded as he resumed walking, heading towards my bedroom.

“In that outfit” “Uhm.. somewhere” “You are seeing someone?” I didn't know what to answer yet. “Mabel told me and I confirmed it when the guy dropped you off” “Oh Kessia” I shook my head.”This guy and I, karma is a bitch” Was the first statement I resumed with. “Okayyy..” She tried to reason along with me but expected me to go straight to the point. “Spill the tea” “So I stole from him at the club” I confessed.