The Book That Held Her Heart Novels & Stories

I managed a groan. “Why not?” she asked, laughing. “I’m not gonna leak it to the damn tabloids. I just need to know which unfortunate soul has your heart tangled up so bad that it has you writing whole sonnets like a lovesick fool. Because I know. You must think I didn't notice you and Matty before the gun works.” My heart somersaulted in my chest. Unfortunately for me, with her index finger, she flipped to the last page where the inner rope was tied carefully into the spine.

Her eyes, deep emerald and filled with sorrow, found me instantly. My heart pounded in my throat. Every instinct screamed to run, but something in her gaze held me still, as if she’d known me long before I was born. For a heartbeat, my breath seized. Who was this? And why was everything happening as soon as I finished reading that book?

Her eyes sweep over me with the kind of dismissive assessment I remember from high school mean girls, cataloging and finding me wanting in the space between one breath and the next. “Oh, this little thing?” She gestures toward me like I’m a piece of furniture she might consider moving. “I’m sure she won’t mind stepping out while we discuss the Henderson acquisition. It’s rather… time-sensitive.” This little thing. The casual dismissal hits like a slap, but what hurts more is the way Aurelius doesn’t immediately correct her. For a moment—just a moment—he hesitates, and in that hesitation I see every broken promise, every man who chose convenience over commitment, every reason I learned to pro

Of course, only a person who once loved you knew exactly where to stab to hurt you the most. I could not even summon anger anymore. It felt like disappointment had hollowed me out completely. My heart felt empty. What I hated most was my own helplessness. “There’s no need to make such a spectacle, Mr. Stone. “It’s just a few words. Don’t disturb my mother’s peace.” I handed the tablet back to him. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and demanded, “Why aren’t you wearing the engagement ring I gave you?”

That was three months ago, I guess? Her room was nice and almost all of her belongings had hearts. Her room curtains, her blanket, and other things. She love hearts so much. With her great love for hearts, her own heart was just destroyed by an idiot like me. I walked over to her bed. The smell of her was still there. Until I came across a red notebook with a heart design, it sat on the table next to the red lampshade and other notebooks and books. Out of curiousity, I opened it.

The simple, modern design was slowly adorned with her favorite decorations, and it started to feel like home. As she looked at the house that was nearly finished being decorated, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness. Matthew was from a different generation than her. Since she was young, she had only ever felt reverent toward him. Now, she was about to marry a man like him. After returning home, a maid handed her an auction invitation card along with an auction catalog. With no interest in going, she just flipped through the catalog until the very end. Just then, a men's watch caught her eye. The watch was named "Eternal Love", symbolizing unwavering love until death. It was

She slowly without making it obvious, moves to the wall. Her hand reaches to the cold Wall with her eyes shining. The eyes change golden with her every touch on the floor. But she can't feel anything or can see through anything at all. Giving up on that side, she walks towards another row of books while trailing another side with her hand. However, she pauses momentarily and steps two steps backwards and stops before some books related to wolf. Among them, there is an old book that hasn't been touched for years. She slowly takes the book off the shelf and turns to move towards the chair. She doesn't know if it's the book but her heart is thumping against her chest with a glimpse of hope.

“My poor, dear girl. “He soothed, all the while smoothing her hair down her back. He couldn’t help but kiss the top of her head while soothing her. He opened the door to her room and gently walked her in. He sat them down on her bed until she calmed down. He was aware of the inappropriateness of his presence in her bedroom but he did not care. He swallowed though because of the temptation to just take advantage and take her but his conscience and upbringing won. He laid her down gently on her bed and took off her shoes before tucking her in. She was still wearing her work clothes but if he so much as remove one piece of her clothing, he might not stop himself from removing just one. Eliza is

What about Phil and the promise I made to give him a chance? My mind was in turmoil to the point that I was getting a headache. I tried my best to not think of anything related to emotions and concentrate on what Mrs. Muncy was saying, which at the moment was our first assigned book. I couldn’t help but scoff at the irony as she held up “Pride and Prejudice”.

She looked proud as she explained this, but deep down, I had a feeling her father used these as leverage. She walked over to the end of the bookshelf, pulling out a black leather-bound book tied with a thin rope. Carved into the leather were the words ‘Book of Transcendents’. Maleigha motioned to a small round table and the three of us sat down. She handed the book to Kai and he opened to the first page.