Stole In My Heart Novels & Stories

His words pierced right through my heart, sending my mind to a total breakdown. Ohh fuck fuck! I gritted my teeth until I bleed, my entire mind rattling about Asher, ohh shit I can't believe the reason Asher might get ruined would be me. He would surely hate me forever, I already got him into enough trouble, but this would be the worst, I need this bastard to keep shut no matter what. Even if it meant I begged. My eyes heightened at the feel of Stefan hand on my chin, his tongue licking off the blood on my lip, pulling me right back from my thoughts, tears already in my eye.

She shifted uncomfortably, the bruises on her ribs making even small movements a test of endurance. She leaned forward, fingers steady as she inserted the flash drive into the laptop. The drive’s label—*Romano*—flashed across the screen, a cold reminder of the name she’d spent years chasing, a name that had become the bedrock of her vengeance. A name that was, even now, still a mystery.

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.”

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.

asked the confused stephanie " The lady I told you about , the one who stole my ring at the mall last time " " Oh , I remember now . But wait , what exactly did you do to her " " Just watch the news tomorrow and you'll see " Stephanie just shrugged because she knew the kind of person she had as a friend ' she knew that no one could stop Carly once she put her mind to something and so she didn't bother . Carly usually got what she wanted at the end of the day and she was usually a very vengeful person , not supporting her meant getting on her bad side and stephanie wanted to avoid that no matter what . Carly returned home feeling very proud of herself and also very happy until she received a

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

Lisa stepped back from his cluthes, her eyes waver between her colleagues who stood by the side, watching her with mocking gazes, and her heart dropped to her stomach. "This is the real you. A gold digger. I gave you everything and you can't even do something so little." He laughed at her belittling. Lisa shook her head, her voice scorched with suppressed sobs. "I didn't ask for any of this!" "But you took it." There was a moment silence, with a faint voice acknowledging it in her head. 'Yes. You took it.' "Leave..you don't belong here." Lee snarled and in the blink of an eye a large box appeared in her hands.

I held her hair as I dragged her up to her feet and she struggled. “You little bitch! We kept you in our pack, when we should have just…” my hand shot into her chest, straight to her heart and whatever she wanted to say came out as blood. I liked it better. The sight of blood, compared to her words that only made me boil. I leaned to her ear and my hand twisted her heart and she gasped gushing out more blood. “Everything that was stolen from me and my family. One by one you will all pay." With one last look into her eyes I pulled out her heart and she collapsed to the ground.

Imogene Scott “She stole it,” I whisper, the words barely audible even to myself. My mind races, a mix of confusion and anger bubbling to the surface. How could she do this? How could she take what’s mine and pass it off as her own? I can’t wrap my head around the fact that she actually stole my work. My heart thumps and my pulse quickens. I glance at Keith, who’s watching the ad with a neutral expression. My hands clench into fists in my lap. I feel a wave of nausea rise in my throat, a sickening realization of the fact that this woman I used to look up to and trusted could actually stab me in the back.

My fingers trembled I unlocked it. From the peripheral view, I could see him folding his arms behind his head and resting against the headrest of the sofa. "Call them here so I can tell them how you robbed me of my most precious thing" My fingers froze and my eyes snapped up at him. "I haven't stolen anything from you!" I stated firmly. "Oh, you have stolen two things from me," he chuckled, "my heart and..." His gaze softened as they flicked to Aurora's photograph on the wall "My daughter"