Two Of Hearts Novels & Stories

TAWNY Waiting.... How long is someone supposed to wait for someone they love and want, to finally decide that they want them too..? Is it Two months? Two years? Or five years? A lot of us have that question. Don't worry, me too... See, when it comes to my heart I've leant the hard way that if what I want and what someone elses wants doesn't go together in harmony, the other person might drop you without even a word...

after some slow walk, she felt her head touch the pillows and the duvet being drawn to cover her, she felt him climb onto the bed and lay down cradling her in his arms, he was holding onto her so tightly like she would disappear at any instant from his presence. Khloe could hear his loud beating heartbeat, what surprises her the more was the fact that the beating was two, he has two heartbeats. Khloe could feel that he had taken off his shirt and that he had only a boxer and his bare muscled chest. she raised her hand to his chest and placed it on his chest, she felt him tensed up. "Why do you have two hearts?" she whispered a question to him. Lucian was quiet for a while, he was not interes

"There's three hundred thousand on this card. No PIN needed. Two hundred thousand to pay you back, and another hundred thousand for interest. For the last decade." I paused, then added, "Thank you. When I found out, I was really touched." Finally reacting, Jessica hurriedly waved her hands in protest. "No, you don't have to. Just think of it as…" I cut her off, "Debts need to be repaid. As for my gratitude? If you ever need me, I'll do whatever it takes to help." I pushed the card into her hand before she could object again. Jessica pursed her lips as she held the card helplessly, then said hoarsely, "Seb, we…"

"Just promise me you'll take care of yourself, okay? And. well, I know this is probably the last thing on your mind, but NJ, you know I can't stop myself from asking, have you thought of the possibility of, maybe ……. this working out? Maybe this will be something more, you never know. Noah's eyes grew wide, and she could almost hear Mia's mischievous grin right over the phone. "Mia!” she breathed, shocked with an undercurrent of amusement. "Absolutely not. My heart still belongs to Anthony, you know that, and that's not happening, we both have people in our lives that we obviously care about.

Rhea turned to her, eyes wide with something beyond fear. “Mara… your neural pattern. When you touched the Heart’s interface earlier—something activated. A dormant sequence.” Mara grimaced. “Meaning what?” Rhea swallowed. “Meaning Adrian isn’t the only one tied to the Heart.” The creature lowered both arms and stepped forward—not threateningly, but purposefully. “Two carriers.” “Two halves.” “The Heart calls you both.” The violet light exploded outward, engulfing the corridor. Adrian grabbed Mara’s hand instinctively.

Two years ago, Purple Hearts—the sole heiress to Hearts of Jewels, one of the world’s most lucrative luxury conglomerates—walked down the aisle to marry Alex Hawthorne, a man whose reputation preceded him like a storm cloud. Cold-hearted, reckless, and a notorious playboy spoiled by generational wealth, he was everything her family warned her against. But Purple saw none of it.

“It was left at the gate, Boss. No one saw who dropped it. Cameras caught nothing. It just… appeared.” Ruben finally opened the lid. The finger, pale and stiff, lay on red velvet, as if displayed in some sick parody of a jewel. The card beside it mocked him with its bold emblem, the words bleeding in black ink: “You protect no one.” The room grew colder. Ruben closed the box with deliberate calm, his hand trembling only once before his grip steadied. His men knew that look the silence before the storm. “He wants me off-balance,” Ruben muttered, almost to himself. “He thinks I’ll crumble if he keeps sending me pieces of what’s mine.”

Properly, legally, permanently. They'd still be married. But without terms or expiration dates or clauses that punished love. Just two people who chose each other. Every single day. And that was enough. --- **END CHAPTER 19**

Mira closed her eyes and let him hold her, her face pressed against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath her ear. She didn't say the words. But she felt them—burning in her chest, pressing against her ribs, demanding to be set free. I love you too. God help me, I love you too.

Using the same dressing code, Rehab was busy pointing out so many things. And Delis was buying it for her the way she wants it. Till got to a place where she saw a diamond ring. And she was about to point it again but Delis interrupted. "Rehab... enough please, do you want us to squander all the money here?" "Come on you have bought enough so let's leave here please," Delis said to Rehab. "Don't worry sweetheart I got your back, just get me the ring" "That's not even where I want to end, come on you have the money"