Stolen Hearts: Between Two Brothers Novels & Stories

If I want to work near Henry, I need to enhance my skills. Yes, it is right to steal the secret documents. But I don't intend to do it anymore. The one who I want to betray now is Victor. He will pay for everything he did to me. Everybody give me a jealous look, especially Diana. Only Mia gives me a bright smile, and I smile back at her. Diana's eyes never leave mine, she's going to kill me if she can. Anyway, haters always hate. The bully will not quit bullying. I let out a deep sigh before going to the main entrance. When the guardian asks for my green card, I give it to him. As I first went out, my breath was held in my lungs.

His body hovered inches from mine—close enough that I felt the heat radiating from him, close enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. My mind flashed to the greenhouse: rain hammering the glass, his hands gentle on my waist, the promise whispered against my skin. You’re the only one in my heart, Isla. Forever. Now, those same dark eyes burned with something far more dangerous than love—possession mixed with pain. “You still tremble,” he whispered, voice low and rough. One hand rose, fingers hovering near my jaw without touching. “I can see it. Your body remembers even if your pretty mouth lies.”

There’s only one and I click it, my heart in my throat. I watch as the dark alley comes into view and then the back of a man. I move back, my chest rising and falling rapidly. That walk… I’d recognise it anywhere… I watch as my love confronts my brother. I can’t hear what is said before they launch at one another, and then right before my eyes he turns into a terrifying beast and rips my brother’s heart out and then the screen goes blank. I stare at the screen, my head spinning and I almost collapse.

The plate in her hand slipped slightly before she steadied it. For reasons she couldn’t explain, a chill ran down her spine. The air felt heavier. As if something had shifted. As if a decision had been made without her knowledge. Across the city, in a mansion guarded by iron gates and armed security— Two powerful brothers were preparing to reopen a seventeen-year search. They had no idea. The wrong girl was preparing to become their sister. And the real one was washing dishes.

“There’s no marriage. Okay? Do you hear me? We’ve got you. You’re ours. You’re mine.” I clung to him, fists twisted in the front of his shirt, and let the first real sob escape against his collarbone. He held on tighter, repeating the same words like a promise he was trying to make true by force of will alone. There’s no marriage. We’ve got you. You’re mine. I buried my face against him and did not see the look that passed between Them over my shoulder the shared, heavy glance of men who knew exactly how much of that reassurance was still a lie.

A dangerous, feral energy rolled off him. He walked up to Dante's window and slammed his fist into the bulletproof glass. Even from this distance, I could almost hear the dull thud and imagine the spiderweb of cracks spreading across the glass. The peace between the brothers had finally been torn in half.

The stolen touches the way my heart raced every time he looked at me like I was his whole world — followed immediately by the crushing reminder that we were brothers no parents would ever be proud of that. Some nights the weight became unbearable i'd sit alone in a quiet corner of the library or behind the sports block, letting the tears fall freely why can’t I just be happy like everyone else? Why does it have to be me? I pictured a different life — one where Jayden wasn’t my brother. Where we could hold hands in public, kiss without fear, love without shame in those fantasies, everything felt light and possible in reality, it only made the pain sharper. Even when I tried my best to appear

It was the shape of what had been stolen from the first design and somehow survived anyway between Ty and me. It can’t root in mercy the way it rooted in theft, Ty said, and the realization moved through him with the force of a blade finding the seam in armour. Pain still battered the bond. The black heart still thrashed between us like something dragged alive through a narrow gate. But underneath all of that was suddenly a pattern we could use. If we send it there, it has nothing to imitate. Nothing to conquer except the part of us willing to turn each other into tools.

I heard El might have a secret lover somewhere. I felt like the ground had been ripped out from under me. I stopped dead in my tracks. The baby in her womb was Andrew's all along. The comment section was flooded with pity. "Eddie's story is just sad. He ended up losing both his love and the child." "Honestly, I'm giving him full permission to become a villain now." I felt like my heart was being crushed in a fist. The air left my lungs, and any hope I had left evaporated completely.

I loved her even harder each time she listened to her mother and broke my teenage heart. I never stopped loving her. “ She’s gone, Alex.” My voice broke. He slapped me across the face again, and this time I felt the pain in my cheek and in my chest. " Yes …she’s gone back. You, my dear brother, will chase her to the ends of the earth till she’s yours again.” He let go of my lapels and shoved me back on the ground. “ I’m sorry, but I can’t watch you make a grave mistake. I don’t have a shoulder you can cry on.” He continued speaking, and I braced myself on my knees.