Taming Her Wild Heart. Novels & Stories

Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close, grounding herself as the fire within her built, licking at her ribs, threatening to consume her. Her heart thundered against her ribs, wild and erratic. She wasn’t thinking anymore—wasn’t trying to understand the storm of emotions twisting inside her. The ache in her chest, the way her wolf paced restlessly just under the surface, the way her skin burned where he touched her—it was all too much and not enough.

The line blurred, and I shook my head, heart pounding. Tessa crossed the room, her bare feet soft on the floor, and took my hand. Her touch was warm, grounding, cutting through the fog. 'Then let me anchor you. Like before, but deeper this time.' She led me to the beams, her fingers brushing my arm, sending sparks through me. Emotions churned—gratitude for her strength, shame at my weakness, and that growing ache in my chest that felt too big for words. The cottage's hearth crackled low, casting flickering light on her face, making her look like some forest spirit come to life.

Heart by heart. With all my love, Kavira Hiraeth💜

I felt an uncontrollable ache deep down, spreading all over like a forest fire that only his touch could douse. His fingers tangled in my hair, grasping the back of my head. “Tell me what you want.” “I..” It was all I could say as he brushed his lips against mine, his breath heavy and hungry. Yet no words came out of my lips. This was uncharted territory, and shyness gripped me hard. How could I tell him I wanted him to touch my aching mound? My heart pounded as he hooked his fingers in the low neckline of my dress and pulled, taking the lacy bra also off my body.

Ella tried to convince herself she was done thinking about him. She clung to the lie as she paced her chambers, fingertips trembling against the cold glass, haunted by the ghost of Rylan’s grip firm, burning, unwilling to leave her skin. Remember your place. The words still burned. She hated him for them. She loathed how a single glance from him could unravel her. The bond throbbed beneath her ribs, a second heartbeat mocking her pride and anger, proof that fate cared for neither.

He can't imagine that this tiny girl has a huge strength. She is strong and brave compared to others. He remembered their first meeting. She was so breath-taking that night. If it weren't for his rude mouth, the girl probably wouldn't be aloof to him but he will change that. He wanted to cling to it. It seems that the woman is doing something in her heart, which is why she can't help but think about it every now and then. He leaned in and hugged her. He heard her heartbeat. It sounds so good. Their heartbeats had the same sound. She must be tired, and Phantom should let her be.

I clench my hand to stop myself from reaching out for her. "I'm a tiger. Are you okay with a tiger for a mate?" Tazi bites her lip. I can't stop myself. I reach out and stroke her warm, soft cheek. The sparks that flood my body make my heart race. Tazi's eyes widen and seem to shine brighter.

“How about now?” Her lips part, frustration, desire, and fear all tangled together. “Just kiss me already, before I realize how dumb this whole thing is.” A low laugh almost escapes, resonant and uncontrolled. She is nothing like the women I’ve known. No elegance or cold calculation, no artful restraint. She is wild in her own way, reckless, untamed, and that is exactly what makes her impossible to resist.

The question left her lips before she could stop it, a breathy, unprofessional whisper. He moved with a sudden, shocking grace, ignoring the pain she knew he must still feel. In one fluid motion, he was sitting fully upright, his hand snaking out to capture her wrist. His grip wasn’t harsh, but it was absolute. He brought her hand to his chest, pressing her palm flat against the hot, solid skin over his heart. Thump. Thump. Thump. It was a powerful, primal rhythm, a drumbeat in the quiet cabin. “I feel the wildness in me settle when you touch me,” he said, his voice dropping to that low, intimate rumble. “The beast that wants to snarl and rip and run… it quiets. It listens for you. It wants

" Don't worry," she says sweetly before taking his hand in hers. There was an unfamiliar sparkle in her eyes that could light up the room. " I am still the same person you know. Nothing has changed. My heart beats for you," she added, taking his hand and placing it on her chest where her heart beats. Felix felt a steady heartbeat. Felix closed his eyes and concentrated on the rhythm of her heart. He connected with it and let it guide his heart to hers.