The Story Of Heart นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But the sensation lingered and she tried to process her emotions. Her heart had skipped a beat. And she didn't know why.

Otherwise, I’ll come after you. —None of that, kiddo! I leave the two of them and go to my office. When I arrive, I see a box on top of the desk. When I open it, I get a scare: inside, there’s an animal’s heart, with a note: I’m very close! I close the box quickly and throw it in the trash, feeling a chill run down my spine.

she yelled Silas placed his hand on her shoulder. “Do you feel any pain in your chest?” He asked Fiona raised her brow in puzzlement. “What?” “You don't, right? That is because you have a healthy heart. That boy is suffering from heart failure and that seizure could've killed him if I hadn't been there so yes, his life is more important” Fiona's eyes whelmed up, “I can't believe you're saying this,” Silas ascended the stairs, paying her fuss no attention.

I asked him " Yes you should tell and be clear at your heart. "He said " now tell me who is he? "he asked " you, it's you who stole my heart. Believe me kiaan I tried hard not fall for you but my stupid heart never listen to me. It signs itself to you. I know the thought is absurd but I love you and I really hope that you have some Feelings for me. But I know it's not the matter. "I told him and he knows I'm serious

I had finally broken free, yet an ache still gnawed at my chest. Despite his cruelty, he had once been the only person I trusted, second only to my mother. I grew up without a father. My mother always said he was dead, but I knew she was lying. He was alive and doing well. It was only as I grew older that I truly understood her pain. She had been with my father long before I was born. Back then, her family favored sons over daughters, and my father had been her whole world. Then, a wealthy heiress, drawn by his charm, set her sights on him. He left my pregnant mother behind and chased fortune across the sea.

he asked back, holding back his anger. She nodded her head with her heart crying. He gripped her face, making her look into his eyes with anger burning within him. “Don't you have a heart?! I love you with all my heart and you have broken my heart into small pieces. I am willing to forgive you even though your father killed my father. I will forgive what you did as long as you will come back to me. But you don't care about that at all,” he said in deep voice. “You played with my heart just to save your lover's life!!!”

"It is fine, I believe it is all a past story, nothing will ever gonna change that" "But they are in my heart" the lady responded, showing that she is still strong enough to move on with her life. "Yeah, sometimes we accept the things we can't change but we don't let it go like that" Mikel replied. "What do you mean by that?" the lady asked as she was so confused by that word. "You see... something similar to yours happened to my boss" "They are twins, their family died, father and four sons died in one day, just remaining their mother," Mikel said to her.

Third-person POV. Eighteen-years ago. A werewolf, a female wolf, one without a pack, she was doomed, no one could save her now from the hunters, they want her heart, they want her blood, they also want her baby. The baby, she patted her prominent stomach, touching her baby, the one that was a mistake, not really a mistake she loves the unborn baby, but it's not the best time to have it.

He tried his best to complete the parting words that Cliverio spilled. “Barrett is the Heart of magic?” Myrvinne thought deeply, but the connection is confusing. “Heart of magic? Isn’t that a legend of the fairy goddess?” One of the men who came with them spoke. “Speak what you know.” Maynard ordered. “Well, it’s more like a folktale to children, the province I am from, the story of the fairy goddess who was loved by all creatures suddenly perished together with the heart of magic. They say that stone is what keeps the balance in nature and is a powerful source of energy not just to humans but also to us wolves and other creatures.”

Swati gasped " oh! Aarya." I closed my eyes. I didn't regret a word. Something had died within me and it wasn't just his baby. “I seem cruel, isn’t it. I got a very important lesson. Never follow your heart. It will entangle you in its affairs and by the time you realize it you will be in knots”. Swati said, “God Aarya, I'll kill him if I get my hands on him. I so hate him now”. I replied “Hate is a very strong emotion Swati. I don’t feel anything for him. Our love died along with our baby. Promise me you'll help me forget him."