Stolen Hearts Novels & Stories

I was about to close the book as I found nothing of relevance, when a page caught my attention. My breath hitched as my fingers hovered over the written words. Blackened wounds after blood bonding may indicate possession by extinct lineages. Stealers. “What does this mean?” My voice shook as I asked myself. I continued reading even though I knew I shouldn’t. Stealers are parasitic in nature. They take on another’s form by ingesting their blood. For them to survive, they must feed repeatedly on the host or risk losing their mimic. I froze in shock. Maria. She was a stealer!

staggered slightly, catching himself before falling. “It’s all of them,” he whispered. “Every message, every voice, every choice they tried to bury.” Lena stepped closer, eyes wide as she looked into the expanding grid. “This is what they were afraid of,” she said. “Not the Heart itself—the connection it creates.” Adrian nodded, feeling the truth of it pulse through his veins. The Heart wasn’t just a piece of technology. It was alive in a way no machine should be. It didn’t store data; it remembered. It carried echoes of intention, emotion, history. And now, it was showing them everything. The lights around them shifted, coalescing into shapes—faces, moments, fragments of the world outside.

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.”

"Loving me. It's not that hard. I know you don't love me now because if you did, of course, you would have given me another chance. But you are attracted to me. You admitted it to me, and that's more than enough for me. Valerie, I'll say it again: you're the only woman who has ever stolen my heart. How can a human function without their heart? This is why I follow you everywhere. I can't do anything. My mind is filled with thoughts of you every minute of the day. I see you even when you're not there. Every fiber of my being yearns for you. When you're not with me, I find myself dying of lovesickness. What do I do, Val? Tell me.

"I thought he would change. I also saw you loved him so much, and I can't see you broken heart. And when I heard tiding that you two were married this year, I thought Ethan had changed. But I was wrong about it. He's having an affair with a girl who lives far from Seattle." Tabitha did not respond to what her good friends said. She can't blame anyone else for her broken heart and how Ethan betrayed her. A long time ago, it should be competent to see the truth, but Tabitha deeply falls into blind love instead. She adores Ethan and trusts him.

They come uninvited and unwanted. The barriers meant to keep them out have been broken, allowing their unscrupulous thoughts and desires to stay hidden from the outside world. They are thieves, invading in the cloak of night, scavenging a hiding place for their foul intentions. I am sickened, yet I deeply desire what they have, wishing I could be cherished in the same way.

I told him and he knows I'm serious " Mehak.. I… you.. "He stuttered " I know kiaan that you have no Feelings for me. I totally understand a girl like me can't be loved by you. It was my fault don't feel bad"I told him " it's not that case Mehak. I feel myself lucky to be loved by you and I would have also reciprocated your feelings if my heart was mine. You're a very good person Mehak a person with a golden heart. But the problem is my heart Is already stolen by someone. I can't give it to anyone because it doesn't belong to me anymore. And I never saw you in that way I always helped you and take care of you thinking you as my sister. I have never thought about you like that"He said and I d

Will he erase me completely? The thought made my blood freeze. "There was an intruder," he said finally. "A wolf. He broke into our realm three days ago." My chest tightened. Something fluttered there. Like a bird trying to escape a cage. "An intruder?" "A thief. He tried to steal one of our most precious magical artifacts. The Heart of Shadows." The name meant nothing to me. But still, something ached in my chest. Deep and real and wrong. "What happened to him?"

I needed to be alone. “About that watch?” Arden asked, moving toward the bed. My heart dropped to my stomach. I choked on the air in my lungs as they both looked at me strangely. I tried –and failed– to hold myself together. It could have been any watch. It didn't have to be the one that had been thrown at me. But the sinking feeling in my stomach told me otherwise. “What on earth is going on, Elowen?” Arden threw her hands up, clearly irritated. Melrose’s gaze was sharp, cutting into me.

Yet, she was still feeling desire. My rage burned hotter until it almost suffocated me. He was inside her head. And I was coming for him. The tunnel ended at a rusted iron grate half-hidden behind ivy. Maya shoved it open. Beyond it, stone steps descending into darkness. And from somewhere below, a faint silver light pulsed. The growl that tore from my throat echoed down the passage. Ambrose was about to learn what happens when someone tries to steal what was mine. The ritual chamber was a creepy-looking cavern with moonlight filtering through cracks in the ceiling, pooling around an ancient altar where the Heartstone sat, now whole and glowing with unnatural light.