Taming Her Wild Heart. Novels & Stories

She was determined to show him that she was just as fierce, just as passionate, ready to match his intensity and turn the tides of their encounter into a whirlwind of raw, unfiltered desire. Her heart pounded in her chest, the heat building inside her, consuming her from the inside out. The friction between them was fire—dangerous, scorching, leaving nothing but embers in its wake. Every time their bodies collided, it was like setting off a new explosion. His body was a weapon, and she was willing to be destroyed by it.

Tornado shouted at her again, and without thinking, he threw her away like a chalk. Spooky landed on the cabinet, and falls back to the ground wincing in so much pain, bleeding from her mouth. "Why can't you be mine Tornado? Do I have to announce it in the radio station, just for you to know that I love you? I love you Tornado, I might have been fucking around with the male mobsters, but you're the one my heart flutters for, and that's why I agreed with Braxton to do that to Sophia, since she's trying to take you away from me!!" Spooky half yelled at Tornado, with tears dropping down her eyes.

Every time Damon closed his eyes, he imagined her face… the burning defiance in her eyes, her lips curling in that stubborn way that made him want to strangle her and kiss her in the same breath. Where was she now? Was she hurt? Did she need him? He gritted his teeth, shoving down the thought. ‘She doesn’t need you… She has never needed you. She hates you and everything related to you.’ But still, somewhere in the deepest part of his heart, he believed that he was the only one who could tame the wildness that had consumed her. He was responsible for most of it, and he would do whatever it took to get her back. He pressed the accelerator harder.

Tarnish all her wishes to run off. Her eyes widen and I almost melt. Almost. But she needs to bring her brain on track. She needs to know where she belongs and there's no going back. " You like to be wild. " She squirmed under me. " And I like the wild. " I whispered in her ear and the small figure shivered like I just passed her electric shock. She was crying yet at the same time was fuming in rage. That's my girl! " Stop touching me. " She again growled, making me amused. I practically laid on my one shoulder next to her but kept my second around her so this wild cat doesn't run off.

Slowly, she raises her hands. Mysteriously, I'm lifted back onto the rope. She offers me a smile. A gentle nudge to come to her. I move. Slowly. My legs shake with every step. But my determination is stronger. When I finally reach her, I fearfully extend my hands towards her heart. This is terrifying. Seeing her this enormous before me. Her eyes are bright. I swallow hard. Then, finally, I touch her heart. The instant my palm connects with her pulsing heart, a sharp ache shoots through my own.

She had chosen herself and her happiness over a love that was tainted, and that decision empowered her like a blazing sun illuminating her path. In her solitude, Sophia found solace as comforting as a warm blanket on a cold winter's night, nestled in the embrace of nature like a gentle hug from a long-lost friend. She wandered through dense forests, like a curious bird exploring uncharted territories, her senses heightened as she absorbed the sights, sounds, and scents of the wilderness, like a thirsty sponge soaking up every drop of nature's symphony. There was a wildness within her, like a roaring flame that danced with the untamed spirit of a wild stallion, resonating with the untrodden p

A madness to her love. And in his eyes, she saw something flicker. Danger. Darkness. And yet, she stepped even closer. Hands behind her back, her voice a breath between them. “Let me bleed,” she whispered. “Be the storm. Let’s get lost in the wild wind. Don’t light my path — let me give it to you…” His breath hitched. Something in him fractured. “What?” he whispered — breath tangled with hers, their proximity ignoring all sense. “Find it.”

She was so fierce riding on him. Cullen opened his eyes and started grabbing her boobs while Heart was fucking him on his top. “Ugh, ahhh, ahhh, damn it, faster!” Cullen demanded while massaging her boobs. Heart raised her arms while playing with her hair. “Ungh, ahhh, ahh Mr. CEO Cullen Lee..” She was seducing her more. ‘I really miss those days that I was fucking him as Scarlet Heart, let me be wild now, Mr. CEO.’ Heart thought while giving seductive thrusts and stare.

If I get caught now, I'll never hear the end of it, she scolded herself. "Furzewhisker? Is that really you?" Her heart nearly skipped a beat at the sound of Wildheart's voice. She had to restrain a purr at the familiar tom as he bounded over to her, pushing his way through the tall grass surrounding him. "It really is you!" "It's good to see you again, Wildheart," she replied after they touched noses.

I didn't want to push it or force it. Her words kept repeating in my head. I only want you. Fuck, it did something to me. This girl, she is wild, crazy and dangerous yet she made me realize how I need some of her chaos in my calm life. She knows exactly how to set my mind and soul on fire. I like it.