Novel & Cerita War Of Hearts Book

He truly wasn't going to kill her father but he had not expected the kick to the balls, He had heard her and thought she was going to jump on him, her foot came as a surprise. His mood dropped back when he saw the building, they were holding Katya in. As they neared it, the words from her premonition came to him. 'What you hold close to the heart will not survive, Zander for war is a field of no rules and morality, something you clearly know of. But the last cards are in place as you have not changed the course of your true path. For in a war, there are no rules but one unspoken yet agreed upon. Attack the heart.'

The first confrontation was over—but the war for my destiny, for my power, and for the hearts of the two men I loved, was just beginning. ---

And the world would feel her wrath. But the war, the new, more dangerous war, was not a war of power or of ambition. It was a war of the heart, a war of the soul, a war of a love that was a brutal, beautiful, and devastating reality. Amara, a sovereign, a mother, a ghost from the past, was a woman who had found a new purpose, a new meaning, a new reason to live. But the ghost of her past, a King, a lover, a man who had taken a bullet for her, was a constant, terrifying presence in her life. The love, a fire that had been extinguished by betrayal and grief, was now a full-blown inferno, a new, more terrifying reality.

Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can tell me if I was wrong or right" I don't know when my fingers has typed the title of the book and it's author and now I was at A****n Kindle page. In the page, the book cover is designed with white background and then it had a broken shaped hearts on the background with the title written in red 'Shattered Hearts' and it's author name below the cover Micaela Alvarado. Seeing this book again sent turbulence to my heart like in the afternoon when I'd seen it.

—First, I took one of yours at a time, and then I checkmated the queen. I knew exactly who he was talking about. —And I’m sure Vicente was the one who gave you that beating. —He wasn’t going to let it slide. I could’ve fought back, but I wanted to let him vent, since I broke his little girl’s heart. Nothing fairer than that, don’t you think? —Do you realize that now you’ve put our family at war? Bryan looked at me, surprised by the seriousness in my voice. —But aren’t you the one who isn’t afraid of a Rivera?

Hugo’s POV Before I have fallen in love with Eliana, the only thing I really want was to sit on the throne and rule our pack, and by the means of that, I have to cross all the line and do what I have to—so I could grasp the power in my hand, so I could beat my brother down; so I could make my father proud. But all that reasons seemed not able to make my heart ponder anymore, because as cheesy it may sound, it was only the thought of her that could make my mind be capable to be sane and my heart to beat. So the first thing my eyes landed into her—right in front of me, only had a few inches to make our arms touched, with almost three months I hadn’t be able to go near her—it was as if my tongu

Hidden Hearts was preserved because it only contained pure history and relevant facts, unlike the others that had suspicious pieces of information that weren’t needed. It was these books that started the war. The youths were divided, half supported the government while half supported Hearth and its rebellions. Raeya could still remember a conversation when she apprehended an activist. “You are trampling on our hearts to express what we want!” One had shouted at her when she was assigned to disperse a huge rally against the rally.

She stood there with her eyes slightly lowered, looking lost in thought and not moving. The old me would probably have been on edge, my fingers trembling in an unbearable mix of hope and heartbreak. I would have been suffocating from the bitter feeling of knowing the girl I cared about with all my heart was still hung up on another guy. But now, the feeling wasn't as strong. I didn't want to watch them, so I followed Samuel and his friends to the card table. A few rounds in, I had lost a decent amount of cash. Irritated, I excused myself and stepped out into the hallway for a smoke.

"But you're not alone, Mira. Whatever comes next, we face it together." She nodded, not trusting her voice. Outside the window, the city glittered—beautiful and indifferent, full of people who had no idea that a war was about to begin. Mira held onto Kieran and tried to remember how to breathe.

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