Stolen Hearts Novels & Stories

“I hate that I wait. I go up the stair in my head before anyone calls. You stole that from me. You can stop calling it nothing.” He went still for a breath. Then his fingers left and the head of his cock pressed where they had been. “I don’t steal hearts,” he said against my ear, and pushed in raw, deep, one long claiming stroke that made my forehead drop to stone. “I take what I want. You were supposed to be nothing. An hour. A mouth. A hole I sent back to straw.” He bottomed out and held, shaking once. “You aren’t. That is the problem. That is why I am in an alley like a thief in my own house.”

"I speak for the Frostfang. You have something that belongs to us." "The Heart of Winter," I said. "You know what it is." "I know what it does." Kael's eyes narrowed. "Return it. Peacefully. No bloodshed." "Or?" "Or we take it. By force. And many wolves die." --- I led them to the great hall. Dax stood beside me. Farrah flanked the door. Nox sat in the corner, watching. The Heart sat in its lead-lined box on the table between us. "The Heart is not yours," I said. "It was stolen from the Emberkin. Before that, it was stolen from the Frostfang. Before that, it belonged to the Moon Goddess. It belongs to no pack."

“How did the Council get something so sacred?” “The night the castle fell,” Mother replied, her voice tight with cold fury. “While the fires burned our history and the Silver Fangs killed my guards, the Northern Council’s elite assassins didn’t go for crowns or gold. They went straight for the treasury vaults. They stole the Heart. For ten years, they hid in their mountain fortresses, experimenting on the stone. They sacrificed hundreds of rogues and prisoners to unlock its secrets. And now, they have finally learned how to tune it to the frequency of the Lycan Queen.”

Jade looked at his eyes, seeking an answer. Tyler held her eyes captive with his and replied, "You left and robbed me." Jade's eyes grew wide in shock. "No, I didn't take anything from you, you must be wrong." Tyler narrowed his eyes and smirked. "I'm an honest man and wouldn't fabricate a story." Jade held her head because of bewilderment, trying to make sense of what he was saying. "What did I steal from you?" "You stole my heart," Tyler bared his heart to her without holding back.

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

They both watched blood seep through the fabric of his shirt, staining his hand as he clutched at the wound. Lorenzo's breath stuttered as blood stained his fingers. He fixed her with a furious stare as realization hit him. Elena saw the anger in his eyes and wondered if it stemmed from his perception of her betrayal or the realization of his own carelessness. The crackle of a radio sounded nearby, the garbled chatter of agents barely audible over the wind. His chest heaved with shallow breaths as the words filled the night. ‘… dead body on deck’ the voice rang out like a twisted confirmation of everything unraveling.”

Taking me to a world I had only read about. I could feel the love as his lips moved against mine softly. I could hear the promises in his steadily beating heart. I could see the dreams we could achieve as I closed my eyes, feeling myself disappear into a story that only ended in a happily ever after. And in this world of broken hearts, I had chosen his, to make it mine. And I had no intention of returning it ever.

With heavy hearts, they realize that the missing journal holds not only cherished memories but also deepest musings and emotions. A profound sense of loss washes over Bryan and Joe, as if a part of their souls has been taken away. The stolen journal symbolizes a breach in the sanctity of their private world, leaving them with a haunting sense of vulnerability. Determined to find answers and reclaim what is rightfully theirs, they vow to uncover the truth behind the journal's disappearance, for its absence weighs heavily upon their hearts and sparks a flicker of foreboding in their souls.

"A month ago, when rogues invaded the pack, my heart was pierced by a silver arrow. I needed a heart transplant to survive. She said she'd give me her heart without hesitation. And then what?" "The moment she heard about the surgery risks and the expensive ongoing treatment, she stole the money I'd saved for the operation and disappeared without a trace! If you hadn't secretly given me your heart, Sera, how could I still be alive?" He lowered his head, gazing tenderly at Sera in his arms, his voice dripping with gentleness. "Sera, don't waste your energy on someone like that. I've found a new heart donor source. Until then, I'll get you the best moonstone-enhanced artificial heart in the wor

“There has been a suspicious movement from the previous queen. Tell Her Highness not to fully trust Lady Mica but she shall not also push her away. If a time comes that the two see each other, Her Highness should try and get some information from her.” The assassin cleared her throat again and added, “And that is the message from Head Harriet.” “Okay, I will be careful. But what suspicious movement?” Emery asked. Jadeite shrugged her shoulders because she, too, had no idea what it was. She was simply instructed to pass the message without telling her the whole story. But that aside, Jadeite grinned and raised her eyebrow at Emery. “So what is this lover’s quarrel I am hearing between the kin