Taming Her Wild Heart. Mga Nobela at Kwento

But she knew that such desires were forbidden, a dangerous temptation that could consume her. She exhaled slowly, her heart pounding in her chest. She forced her gaze away from the window, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. She pressed a hand to her chest, trying to calm her racing heart. The more she thought about what she had seen, the warmer her cheeks became. A wave of longing washed over her, a longing that was both exhilarating and terrifying. Slowly, her gaze drifted back to the window. Chaos was now emerging from the lake, his dark hair glistening with water droplets. His muscular physique, honed by years of discipline, was on full display.

Her cheeks blushed like red cherries, and she bit her lower lip to hide her smile. She couldn’t explain why Alexius’ words filled her heart with happiness. “You don’t need to hide your feelings for him… The Alpha is your fated lover.” Her heart beat faster at those words. She remembered the days in the cabin, picturing herself with Jarckon. Jarckon was her fated mate? She tried to push the thought away. Destiny could be wrong. Jarckon would never be her mate.

His head tilted to the side, eyes half-closed, breathing deep and slow. Looking at his handsome face, Kylie reached out as if she were in a trance and ran her fingers through Jonathan's thick, soft hair. It was fluffy and had an indescribably soothing feel.

"Join me." "I haven't. I might not." "You will." His voice is soft, commanding. "Your wolf is still in there. She's starving for this." Moonlight catches in his eyes. Patient. Burning. "Close your eyes," he says. I hesitate. "Trust me, Summer." I do. I close them. His hands settle on my shoulders, warm, steady, electric. "Feel the moon. Feel her pull. She's calling your wild side." Something stirs deep inside. Hot. Alive. My wolf wakes, claws at the cage I've kept her in.

Smiling softly at the strength that the woman was trying to lend her. It made her heart beat faster; she was beginning to have feelings for the wolf. Candy didn’t look like she would be the affectionate type to Annie, with her wild pink streaked blue hair. Her arms were bare in the tank top she had on, showing arms that were muscular from beating away at her drums. Her shorts didn’t do much to cover up legs that were toned and strong from hours spent running.

I continued to dry my camera with the towel when the girl from the beach pop out in my mind. Full of excitement, I hurriedly open my camera with my shaky hands. I quietly wish on my mind that my camera would turn on while waiting for its screen to light up. I gasp with excitement and sighed in relief when it suddenly turned on. A photo of a woman smiling as she watched the sunset while she paints is currently displayed in the screen. You can see in her smile how much she loves painting the sunset. FLASHBACK

I am always there. I moved closer to her as I watched her face. I reach for her chin. I kissed. I always do to always remind her, that no matter what happens I will be there for her. She tamed me. She tamed me through her kisses and now I am trying. I am trying that one day she will be out from this place and heal herself. But at least, I am trying to tame her too through my kisses too. I love her so much whatever pages of her life. I wish I can say these words again one day when she remembers me again, when her lips can also remember how my lips tastes again.

She was ready to let go even though it was unbearable and she wanted him to let go of her too so she just let out some gibberish words, not knowing how much it will affect her afterward. She was too confused. She didn't know what to do. How to make him let go? She hated the fact that she had no heart to expose him. If he truly goes evil and slaughters so many just to bring his father down, she would have a big hand in it but...love is just too complicated. She wants to end them. End this training as soon as possible and go back to her sect. "Don't touch me, I said." She said and tried to push him away but his grip was firm and he was too strong to be pushed away by her just like that.

"Allright darling. Get ready!” Tristan changed his position quickly after previously turning Camilla's body by force. They are now in a position where Camilla's body finally turns back to Tristan's. Tristan without permission goes back to burying his weapon in Camilla. This time he spurred Camilla so fast that the girl was almost unconscious. Tristan is like a wild horse tonight. The game is very hard and tends to be wild. There is no love in it. Only lust and deep disappointment he felt. Tristan's racing which was initially constant has now turned into a fast one.

And despite everything, the Heart inside her still felt like a ticking time bomb. She sat by the fire, her hands wrapped around a cup of lukewarm water, staring into the flames as they flickered in front of her. The night had been restless—dreams of the Heart, of power spiraling out of control, of memories and blood and fire. She woke each time with her heart racing, the magic inside her burning, raw, untamed.