Stealing Your Heart Novel Novels & Stories

Bring the journal. The journal. Forty pages of honest writing about the three years of lies I was too blind to see. Every payment from Thomas, every fake problem, every time I told myself that stalking was love. The worst part wasn't admitting I was used. It was admitting how much I wanted to be, how much I needed to think someone cared about my obsession enough to pay for it. I went to the kitchen table. There was a half-written letter next to my coffee cup—my fourth try at writing something that could never really say how sorry I was.

] My heart was pierced by the sharp lie as I read the message. If it had been before, I would have been thrilled. He always brought me gifts whenever he came back from a business trip. This time, I was standing in the airport lobby, waiting to surprise him. Instead, I was the one who got surprised. From a distance, I saw a familiar figure emerge from the gate. He was tall and broad-shouldered. His black suit made his imposing presence stand out even more. Yet there he was, gently holding a woman by his side. His gaze was brimming with affection. That woman was glowing with happiness, her belly round with pregnancy. It was Whitney.

I whip my head back to the window but nothing's there. My heart is beating a hundred miles an hour (or at least that's what it feels like) I slowly get under my covers trying not to make a sound, why? Not really sure. I lay down and after a few moments my heart calms down and my breathing goes back to normal. My eyes start to droop as I lay in heaven (A.K.A my bed) Just as I'm about to fall asleep I hear breathing, but it's not coming from me. I open my eyes expecting to see Lyra, but instead I find a guy in a red mask staring down at me, the same guy from the library.

And then, because she had no idea what else to do — because her hands had to do something, anything, aside from shake — she reached for the shelf. Her fingers ran along the spine of a thin, worn-through book. She hesitated. It was one of her favorites — a still, painful story of finding hope again after loss. She drew it free slowly and held it out to him. Julian took it from her without looking at the cover, his fingers slowing to brush against hers. A jolt ran up Lena's arm. He leaned over her, his voice a low, menacing whisper. "I'll read anything you put in my hands."

But the worst part was how affected I was by him. I was here to steal from him, not romance him. I had never in my life been attracted to a mark. It complicated things very fast and the last thing I needed right now was any complication because that could be the difference between my sister getting out in one piece or not. I squared my shoulders and pushed the godforsaken attraction down with sheer force of will. When Jonathan’s eyes finally met mine again, I was ready. “With your head held high.” He finally said. For the first time in my life, nobody spared me a second glance even in my ridiculous get-up. All eyes were on Jonathan Meiland and I was smug with th

Jessica was a little afraid to accept it, but even more afraid of her situation. "Miss Weisberg... It’s so generous of you. Although, I’m afraid of how can repay—” "It is okay, there are many ways to repay me. I don't need anything much right now, but I you insist on repaying me, " Alicia looked troubled to say: "how about you steal Theodore from me? Seduce him and get him away from me." Hearing Alicia come up with such a request, Jessica's tears stopped flowing. Of all the requests that Alicia could ask for, she could not possibly choose such a request all of a sudden. "That would be nice if you would help me on that one."

His hand cupped my cheek, and as his thumb slid across my skin I felt my heart stop in my chest. “I’d tell you the sun is jealous of the light you emit simply by being yourself. And that your hair has shit-all to do with it.” I drew in a ragged breath. “Stop it.” “I’m serious.” “I know you are, and I need you to stop it.” “Why?” I blinked rapidly. “Because.” “Give me one damn good reason, and I’ll stop.” Because you’re not supposed to steal my heart. “Because your long-winded compliments are going to make us late for lunch.”

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Epilogue Isabel I never thought the day would come when I would feel this kind of emptiness. I told myself I was clever, that I was in control, that I could manipulate my way into happiness. But sitting here alone, scrolling through my phone, my heart burns with a jealousy so sharp it feels like fire in my chest. There they were, photos of Seline and her other man, her radiant smile brighter than I had ever seen it. The headlines were everywhere, “Business Tycoon Alex Thompson Engaged to Longtime Love, Seline.”

I asked and told no one, but I knew they understood. We are connected to each other now, one way or another. I felt an arm on my shoulder as a hand patted me hard. "Who would have thought we would become family?" Riley asked, and I chuckled. He was right. Who would have thought Riley and I would be connected in this way? The Goddess did play us all well. She did. But I wasn’t complaining. THE END. STEALING THE HEART OF MY ALPHA - Cassandra M / JULY - OCT 2022