Till They Take My Heart Away Novels & Stories

That was the day I ran away, I was giving birth outside the house in the snow, listening to my mate Alpha and his woman having sex inside. My life was so desperate！ Yes, this is my story! My parents died many years ago, I was an orphan and omega, and I lived the life the other members of the pack wanted the least, I was slapped in the face and bitten every day, I had no wolf and almost no friends, they all treated me like trash. But on the night of my 18th birthday, my wolf and my Mate showed up at the same time. I thought my life would be better for it. But they both only existed for one night, and the next day they both disappeared. My wolf was lost and my Alpha mate didn't even remember me. I was just his medicine, his slave. I was pregnant and my mate didn't even know...

When the kidnapper fired the gun, I shielded Scott with my body. The bullet pierced my heart, and I was sent overseas to have my heart exchanged with an artificial one—one that ran on a battery. Because of this heart, Scott married me, and my friends congratulated me for finally having my wish granted, for finally marrying my childhood sweetheart. Later, when I laid there on the operating table with my chest cut open, he was kissing another woman under the moonlight. I didn't react to this in the slightest, recovering my heart in silence. Scott resented my numbness, grabbing my shoulders as he demanded, "Wendy, aren't you angry about this?" He didn't know the reason, and to be honest, it was quite simple. Why be angry when my heart was on the verge of giving out? Every passionate day he spent chasing after love… Was another tick in the countdown to the end of my life.

Lilian Jackson has the worst luck, between balancing multiple jobs, playing the role of both parents for her siblings, managing her alcoholic father and paying back her student loans, 24 hours is just not enough for her. As if that's not enough life throws her a curveball in the form of a life threatening heart disease. "I must be paying my debts from my past life for all this to be happening to me" There is Byron Bladell, heir to a multi-million chain of restaurants and CEO in his own right. He is tall, rich, handsome and seems to have it all with a loving family and a beautiful girlfriend. The world sees him as the most eligible bachelor in town but he is chasing a shadow from his past. Their lives intertwine as pictures of their chanced meeting sweeps the internet suggesting an intimate relationship. "It's just a rumor" Lilian attempts to convince everyone. "Why don't you just marry me" Bryon suggests. In what seems like the answer to both their problems, Lillian and Byron enter a contract marriage. The initial indifference towards each other fade as they stay under a roof and play the part of a loving couple to outside world. The lines between acting and reality start to blur as their emotions come to play. Without the pressure of providing for her family, Lilian regains her fierce and cheerful attitude which mirrors someone from Byron’s past. It's just a fake relationship but what was happening to her heart. "Is this a symptom of my heart disease or is my heart racing for him?" It is the journey of two hurting souls finally finding healing from their past and inner peace, after all it all started with a racing heart.

After a war between two kingdoms, that lasted thirteen years, princess Ayla is given to King Rhobart as a slave. She expects the worse but when she arrived in Nordmar, home of King Rhobart, Ayla is never treated as a slave. As time passes she transforms from a shy person to a person that keeps provoking the King with each step. Until she falls in love with him. But loving the King is not easy, because Ayla will soon learn that King Rhobart is a man haunted by his past. When the Orcs are on the verge of starting a war against all the kingdoms, Ayla will receive visions that will lead her to discover things she never knew about her. Will the Orcs win the war or will Ayla find a way to save the man she loves. And not only him, but the entire world.

A Dark Soul , damaged by his past. An Angel forced to be his wife. Can anything go right? Would they ever be able to fall in love? Will she be able to see past his darkness? Will he be able to protect her when danger comes knocking? Find out in the book... An Excerpt. "Leave me alone" A deep voice spoke in the dark ess. Without seeing who it was , princess Rania knew the voice belonged to the second prince of Araggon. "How will I leave you alone , your highness?" She asked, shakily. It was their first night after marriage and he was giving her attitude already. But what did you expect from a devil man , who felt too proud to attend his own wedding! There was no response from him. Princess Rania sighed to leave. There was no light in the room to afraid to move or take a step, she wandered around the room till she stepped on a foot. A firm hand drew her in to his arms and held her waist tight. "Since You decided to stay , I hope you face the consequences of your stubbornness." Princess Rania tried to break away from him but he was too strong. She could tell from his strength that he was no ordinary man. Prince Ivar felt the energy coming again as he tried to free the fragile girl. Disappointed, the urge came back, he had no choice than to it. *The end game was that the innocent Princess Rania was eaten clean by the hungry wolf*

In my past life, I worked at a secret research lab abroad. From there, I learned the pyro-calypse was approaching, so I quit my job, intending to gather my family to stockpile necessities and hide out in the mountains. However, my evil mother, her lover, and my brother killed me. When I next open my eyes, I find myself reborn on the day I return home. This time, I keep the news to myself and stockpile necessities in our mountain villa. At the same time, I get revenge on my evil family and make them get the punishment they deserve.

Twenty five years ago, Kevin's parents were brutally murdered. Two decades later, Kevin is forced to watch helplessly as his fiancée suffers torture at the hands of the same murderer. Never fully recovering from the trauma, he moves into a new city, hoping to start his life anew, leaving his devastating past behind. But things doesn't go as planned when he meets Natasha—the daughter of an officer hunting for his kind. They soon discover the battered corpse of a missing detective assigned to investigate the murder of his fiancée, which signalled a new danger. However, when the horror from his past returns, Kevin is forced to stay away from Natasha—or watch her fall victim to a ghoul who takes pleasure in tormenting him.

When it's time for us to say our vows during the wedding ceremony, Jessica Fletcher, my wife, leaves the stage just so she can confess her love to her first love, Benedict Olson. "Once upon a time, we had vowed to stay together for the rest of our lives, Benedict. It's unfortunate that we've missed out on the chance to do so in this lifetime. Would you be willing to stay with me in our next life, then?" Touched, Benedict pulls Jessica into his arms. Then, he turns to tell me, "Oliver, I've already given Jess to you in this lifetime, so you must take good care of her for me." Everyone gasps in shock, thinking that they'll soon witness two men fighting over the same woman. But I merely smile at the sight of Benedict and Jessica embracing each other tightly. Then, I take off my ring before passing it to Benedict. "Why wait till your next life to be together? Since you've already made a vow to stay together for eternity, I might as well grant your wish."

When Colt comes home to find his wife (Belle) and his business partner (Jack) naked on his couch, he kicks their asses out. Literally. But when his brother-in-law introduces him to Rory, his whole world flips. However, Jack and Belle plot to keep the two apart. Will Colt be able to keep Rory safe from their twisted form of revenge?

I am someone with a strong desire to share every little detail with my lover. The blush of dawn outside the safe house window, a slightly-too-bitter espresso, the new flower shop on the corner. Even if Carlo's shadow just flickered through my mind for a moment, I couldn't stop myself from hitting send. His replies were always brief, but they were instant. I used to think that was just how a cold man like him showed his love. That all changed seven days before the wedding, when I found an AI auto-responder on the burner phone he never let out of his sight. It broke down every sentence I sent, categorizing them and extracting keywords to generate the most perfectly dismissive answers. When I said I missed him, it replied, "Behave." When I said I was scared, it replied, "I'll handle it." When I wanted to argue, it replied, "Be sensible." So, for half a year, the one replying to my messages was never Carlo. Meanwhile, in another chat window, the messages between him and another woman were piled high. From simple good mornings to random midnight thoughts, From secret talks about family business to whether they should take the yacht out on the weekend. I finally understood. Carlo wasn't a cold person. It wasn't that he didn't like to share his life; he just didn't want to share it with me. And I finally decided to make a heartbroken exit from this absurd charade.