War Of Her Heart Book Novels & Stories

He tightened his arm around Erriene’s waist and rested the other across his back with his palm at the back of his head and his fingers buried in those silver white tresses that he missed so much. Erriene laid his head against Alarick’s chest, no doubt hearing his fast beating heart. But it doesn’t matter right now. He wants Erriene to hear it. To know that he can make the barbarian warlord’s heart beat rapidly like this. Erriene can make him feel alive, and he can also take away his will to live with just a look, a word. Alarick felt like a wound had just healed inside him. This was right. Everything was perfect now.

KIERAN The violent thud against the doors shattered the fragile peace that had filled my heart for a few days now, it was like a tax collector coming to collect their dues. Only hours ago, we had whispered heartfelt and powerful words that would bind us together. As he handed me the keys to his heart, that I had spent years trying to pick with the wrong tool. In his arms I had found home. I stood up moving towards the elevator door as a soldier stood there with a tablet, And then went back down.

But the war for her soul had just begun. END OF CHAPTER 14..

The battle was won, but the war was far from over. Kael held Aria close, their children between them a living symbol of love, sacrifice, and the unyielding bond that tied them all. The blood inside her grew stronger every day, but so did their hearts. And in that moment, nothing could break what they had built. Because his baby grew inside her, and his heart belonged to her now and always

Andy’ POV With every step I took, the pain in my heart grew. It was like a fire, burning and consuming me from the inside out. It made my chest ache and made it hard to breathe. The tears that had been pooling in my eyes began to spill over, running down my cheeks. I couldn't stop them; I couldn't even try. I was beyond caring, beyond feeling. I just wanted the pain to end; it seemed like I was swallowed up by the darkness that surrounded me.

He again reminded me of the kind guy who brought me everything I needed while I was Daniel’s prisoner the first time. Maybe, what Daniel and I did in this life had already changed things for the better? I could only hope as we all started the search for a shard of paper that would save my people from a lot of heartache. I found an old history book and started to read, the and more I read, the more my jaw dropped. “Please tell me that you haven’t come across something inappropriate.” Daniel laughed and I realized I had been gaping at the book. “No, not inappropriate, but definitely eye-opening. Did you know that the war started because one of your ancestors fell in love with one of mine?” I w

I could smell blood, but couldn’t see where it was coming from. “What’s going on?” Everyone turned towards us, parting the group so that I could see what they were looking at. On the ground was one of our older warriors, Corbin. I’d recognized him instantly. He was pale and his lips had turned a deep shade of purple. There was a gaping hole in his chest and his heart was on the ground about three feet from his body.

Chapter 177: His Point Of View Travis POV It's been years, and I'm still In love with her. It's been years, but I still can't forget her. Yes, I'm fucking dumb for hurting the only woman of my life. But I have no choice. I love her more than anything in this world. I love her more than myself, and I'm willing to do everything just to make her safe. Since we were just kids, I knew that she was the woman I wanted to marry when I grew up. I wanted to spend the rest of my life and spend the good and bad memories with her.

The hut was filled with herbs, candles and books scattered everywhere, the opposite of what it was when I came here last time. “Yes, please come this way,” She led us to the middle table where a large, old book lay open. She gestured for us to sit down and then pointed at the book. “Look at this. Do you know what this is?” We leaned over to take a close look at what she was pointing at, and it was a drawing of a flower. It was white and purple with four petals and a gold centre. It looked delicate and beautiful, but there was also something eerie about it. Just looking at it gave me goose bumps.

And then, she saw another somewhat familiar name. “Duke Liam Almandine marched to the South with Archmage Heinrich Hyacinth... and the Army of Lycans.” She mumbled the names, she voiced her suspicions. “Liam...” A sliver of thought passed her mind. That coffee cup... She focused back on the book and read the story through the night. She finished the book at three in the morning, thanks to her talent for fast reading. In the last chapter, the Villain won the war. He killed everyone. He killed the two main characters, but Harriet weirdly felt that wasn’t the important thing here.