The Heart That Always Loves Her Novels & Stories

She had sincerely and wholeheartedly devoted herself, and this was what she received in return? "Well, you could say it's because of love," Sarah replied, her laughter revealing a sense of audacity. "This foolish woman loves Aaron, and Aaron loves me. You might have heard it from others. I was born with a heart disease and was not expected to live. But here," she tapped the location of her heart, smiling openly, "this woman's heart is now beating inside me. By now, you should understand. Aaron did marry her, but it was for her perfect heart. Isn't she a fool?"

Kiyara. Always had. Always will. Only her. ***

she sniffled. I leaned against the wall next to her, sliding down to sit on the floor. “I want you to know that I hold love in my heart for Parker, I always will, but it’s the kind of love you hold for family. Because Parker is my family and nothing more.” She glanced up at me through watery eyes, nodding with a frown.

“Chloe, the doctor said Hendrick isn’t going to make it. He’s been calling your name. Please, go in and talk to him.” When I walked into the room, it was like Hendrick sensed my presence. He opened his eyes and looked at me. I stood over him, our roles reversed, everything completely different from before. Hendrick tried to speak, his voice barely a whisper. I had to lean in close to hear him. “Chloe, did you ever love me?” I looked at him and replied, slowly and clearly, “You don’t deserve his heart.” After the bidding meeting, I received a flood of offers from different companies, but I turned them all down.

"If no one else wants to be your friend, I'll be your friend. From now on, I've got your back." She scratched her head bashfully when he stared at her. Upon second thought, she unhooked the keychain from her backpack and handed it to him with a dimpled grin. "Here. This is a friendship gift," she said. At that moment, the seed of love took root in Carter's heart. He had treasured that gift for many years. Now, staring at the keychain for what felt like an eternity, Carter finally placed it into a box. Sealing the box felt like he was storing away the love he had harbored for Misty over the past decade.

Love always Helen Stephens.

Until his final day. That day, clarity returned. He gave one final instruction for his epitaph. "To the only one I have ever loved, may we meet again in the next life." What he didn't know was that, at nearly the same moment, Harper was lying in bed too. She was surrounded by the man she loved, and generations of children and grandchildren. "Grandma, do you have anything you'd like to say?" She looked at Christopher, who had stood by her side for sixty years.

Her menacing stare did nothing but to boil my anger futher more. " You say it love? I call it your sick obsession. " I could see the passion she had in her eyes, to not back out. " How much you love her? Probably if something happens to her, you will mourn for days and move on but I would never do that to her. Its either Navmi or Navmi. I breathe for her. I have loved her for each day and every hour, even when she was in your arms. Kill me I don't care but once I'm dead Navmi is dead. She belongs to me, always has and always will . In life and in death. If I go hell I would drag her there with me. "

She is trusting me with her most precious gift, the one thing she considers to be valuable above all else. I search her face for any signs of doubt, any nervousness at her decision but I find nothing in those large, chocolate eyes but love and trust mixed with desire and sincerity. In this moment, my heart skips a beat and I find it hard to catch my breath as I realize that I not only love this woman but I will do anything to make her happy and want to spend the rest of my life with her. She is everything I have ever wanted and what I didn’t even realize I needed. She is what has been missing from my life all along.

Charlotte faced the glowing heart ahead of her, only a little farther, but the path was harder, and it became more difficult to move with every step. "I love you, Rurik. Do you hear me? I love you!" She shouted the words into the blinding snow that tried to hide the heart from her. But she would not stopshe would never stop. She stretched her hand into the flames, curling her fingers around what looked like a giant ruby. Fire exploded around her, burning her hand, her body, her soul. It was killing her, she knew it. If she kept holding on, she would die.