Stole In My Heart Novels & Stories

He asked sadly. “You are not a monster. The one who made you this way is a true monster. He stained your heart, give it to me, Blaze… I will obliterate every stain and treasure it more than my life…” I said with in-depth emotions, putting his hand over my heart. A tear rolled down our cheek at the same time as he asked, “How will I convince this heart?”

“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.

I said looking back at my reflection. " Just the heart of a falling star will change everything, break my mother's evil curse and make things better. Isla stole my joy and I won't rest till I kill her and feed on her heart." I said looking into my reflection. " Just when I thought I have found the one I love, a stupid human girl wants to steal that away from me." I said and closed my eyes thinking about everything that happened between Miles and I. " I just need blood." ♥ RILEY ♥

She clutched my shoulder when I placed my forehead on her and pulled her closer to me again. "You're right. You deserve to live better the way you want, and I'm no one to cage you but tell me what I should do with this heart of mine which belongs to you now. Why do you have to come into my life? Melting this stone heart of mine. I was fine with this cold heart. Heartless, ruthless and merciless, that's what everyone calls me behind my back, and I was happy with this personality. Why did you have to steal my heart with your innocence, which is hard to resist, butterfly?"

Weighted. Sure thing, there was no easy way to break somebody’s heart…

~ A M E L I A ~ ‘You hated me the second I arrived in this pack, you didn’t care for me at all. You made me train with you. You watched from afar as your dickhead friends tried to hurt and sexually abuse me. You wanted to and still want to hurt me, even now…’ I chuckled, realising how stupid I must be to allow myself to be so close to someone like this. ‘How are you saying that I have stolen your heart?’

She had the place I would never belong. I set the lamp down on the floor and hugged my knees tighter, rocking as the tears kept coming. I didn’t even try to stop them anymore. I let myself break, because pretending to be strong was too exhausting. Kai Blackthorn had stolen my heart when I wasn’t looking. And now, piece by piece, he was tearing it apart. A sound tapped on my window as I looked up with tear filled eyes wondering if I had imagined it. The sound came again, soft but insistent against the glass. I wiped at my swollen eyes, hope flaring in my chest.

He leaned in, stopping just before our lips met. “You’re my toy, and I don’t want to share you with anyone. Or else…” He revealed his sharp claws and pointed one at my chest. He stopped exactly where my heart was beating, then pushed it through my shirt, tearing a hole. “I’m going to take your heart.”

“I don't know my crime but don't take me. I'll stay low for the rest of my life.” “You stole my heart.” That's your crime.” He revealed calmly. I was stunned and speechless for a moment. I blinked over a million times in one second. I was shocked and dumbfounded, I couldn't think straight. “No…you.. you don't love me.” “Just let me go, I accept your rejection.”

I snarl, pressing the blunt edge to his chest as he grips my wrist, stopping me from impaling him. “Do it pumpkin … you’ll the only one I’ll ever let hurt me. This heart will only ever belong to you,” he grits out as we both catch our breaths. Tears prick my eyes as I stare at him in disbelief. “What are you doing?” I snap, panic filling me as he grips my hands tight as he lowers my hand to his chest. I see the blood spill out as my heart hammers. No, stop! I didn’t mean it! His breathing is strained as he digs the knife into his flesh. “I’m proving it to you, only you,” he grits out, his teeth clamped together. He then loosens his grip, tossing the knife across the room as bits of furniture