Touch Your Heart Episode Novels & Stories

I stated. Then I drew my arm back and punched it through his chest. My hand wrapped around his heart, and I squeezed it tightly. “Goodbye, Tyler Eric Houston. Goddess-speed,” I whispered and tore the heart from his chest. I held it up, tore it in half, and dropped it onto the floor. Then I turned and fell into Adrian’s arms, weeping.

she said, stepping closer to lay her palm against his chest, feeling his heart race beneath her touch. Niko caught her hand, pressing a kiss to her palm before guiding it back to his chest. "Touch me," he encouraged softly. "However, you want."

This unexpected confession from him that is so heart-gnawingly painful, knowing he hates this and what we’ve become. “All I know is I don’t want you hurt. Then I saw him touching you.” He looks down at the floor, kicks at nothing, and then back at me. “Before he even put his hands on your throat, I was making my way to you to talk, to explain. Seeing another guy touching you, Liv... Kissing you. I didn’t know if it was wanted or not at first.” He swallows hard and walks towards me slowly, reaching out until his fingers trace the tears running down my face. “It didn’t feel the same. It felt like I couldn’t breathe, that you were ripping my heart out by kissing some other guy, and I saw red.”

And each time, my heart would pound a little harder, my thoughts scattering. Finally, as I reached across the table to point out a particular fabric choice, our hands brushed. It was a brief, accidental touch, but the effect was immediate. A spark jolted through me, and I saw Rage’s hand hesitate, his fingers lingering just a heartbeat longer than they should have before pulling away.

“But I think it’s the Heart. It’s reacting to us.” Suddenly, there was a flash of light—a blinding, searing flash that illuminated the room for a split second. In that moment, Elena saw it. A figure, tall and cloaked in shadow, standing before the altar. It was as if the figure had been summoned by the Heart itself. “Elena,” the stranger said, his voice tight with urgency. “Touch the Heart. Now.” The words didn’t make sense, but Elena felt the pull once again. She stepped forward, her hand trembling as she reached for the altar. As soon as her fingers brushed against the cold surface, a shock of energy shot through her, and she gasped.

I kept moving until my feet touched solid ground. I heaved a sigh of relief as my legs finally touched the ground. “Yes. I can do it!” My lips curled into a smile, my heart full of courage. I heard someone clapping and laughing, my heart jumped as I recognized the voice. My eyes narrowed to see into the shadows but couldn't when he stepped out, my blood ran cold. His hands were in his pocket, emitting a dark aura as his eyes locked on mine, pinning me into place. Salvatore.

My mind screams to just stop, but all my body aches for right now is to be touched, to be fucked so hard that I scream over my voice. But it's Hunter, and our friendship hasn't even gotten to that level. But his grey eyes are on me, fixed like he can see through me, like he can feel this heat with me. He raises his hand and brushes my cheek with a soft touch, and my breath stutters. That simple touch makes my heart skip and tumble. I set the smoothie cup on the dash, my palm still cold from it. Then my legs move before my mind can decide on what's wrong or right.

Then back up to his face to find him watching her with quiet intensity. His finger had penetrated inside her very soul as her heart rate kicked up from the power of his touch, causing her breath to stall in her lungs. Jake held his finger there in the center of her chest long enough to stir up deeply buried desires. "Tell me, is this real?" His smile inched up as he removed his hand that had seared a hole in the center of her very being. Treasure drops her head, slowly shaking it, repeating, "No, no, no," as she feels the fire rush through her body. She needed to fight these feelings that stirred within her.

His touch sends an electric wave that makes me shiver. "Because I don't like seeing what's mine standing among trash like your ex," his voice is low and husky, vibrating right down to my ribs. "I am not yours," I protest weakly, even as my hand unconsciously grips his black shirt, pulling him closer because I can't bear the distance between us. "Is that so?" Xavier lets out a soft chuckle, an intoxicatingly masculine sound. "Then why is your heart pounding like this when I touch you, Rose?"

I tried to touch his cheek but he slapped my hand away making me tear up. He placed my hand on his heart "Do you know how much hurt you have caused this?" he pointed to his heart. He chuckled "Of course you wouldn't know as you are too busy letting other men in between your legs" he spat with disgust. I stood there too shocked to say anything.