What The Hearts Wants Novels & Stories

“ I guess your suitor is not just an ordinary one, my friend. “ Stella patted Danielle's shoulder and turned her head side to side while chuckling. Before Danielle could say a word, Edwin gave the key to her and rushed to get away from them. Thinking that Danielle might return the key to him. On the other side, Anthony kept on thinking on how will he take his next move. How will she get close to her. He called Hannah for an advise. “ Hannah, if someone wants to court you, what do you want from him? Tell me your honest answer.” Hannah choked upon hearing his question. Then she smiled and thought of her own ideal courtship. “ If I were to be courted, a want a romantic dinner date.” “ That's ju

She moistened her lips and looked up, with a smile on her face, trying to hide the sadness. "I want a man who has a heart in his chest, the heart that sole purpose is not just to pump blood but also has sympathy and kindness for others, care, and love for me" She paused and pursed her lips. I asked myself the same question but I know my heart's only function is to pump the blood, nothing else. "I want him to be rich" a smile made its way to my lips, I am rich "by heart" The smile that made its way to my lips disappeared, as soon as it appeared.

She added. "Ady I will find something to hold upon but not someone. I am not ready for this. I know you and everyone wants me to settle down and see me happy, but trust me settling down won't make me happy. I can't trust anyone, it's just so complicated."I said "Okay fine we will talk about this later but before let's go to the park before those love birds send a search team for us. I met them in the park and they were so worried about you."

But from that night every night I am waking up from the same dream and is not able to fall asleep again. Ranveer taught me what love is and he taught me what heartbreak is. How it feels to live without the person you love the most ? How it feels to control yourself when all you just want is to be with them ? I know he doesn't need me and every second I make myself understand that he does not need me but my heart never understand it. I took the picture of my Mom from the nightstand.

Taking me to a world I had only read about. I could feel the love as his lips moved against mine softly. I could hear the promises in his steadily beating heart. I could see the dreams we could achieve as I closed my eyes, feeling myself disappear into a story that only ended in a happily ever after. And in this world of broken hearts, I had chosen his, to make it mine. And I had no intention of returning it ever.

That smile though. Anyway, my time for that meeting came and I dressed myself with a blouse and plaid trousers like I am applying for work. I tied my hair into a bun then applied some light shade lipstick on my lips. I drove all the way to the campus then looked for his office which was named "Fixing Hearts Request". It was his personal office but it also says in the description written on the advertisement on paper sticking on the announcement board that it was an office where people who have love problems will visit there and ask for the professor for some love advice. My face turned into disgust as I read word for word on the said advertisement. And now it questioned myself if I should st

"But I cried anyway. When they transplanted Nathan's heart, I locked myself in the men's room the whole time, smoking and unable to stop my tears. Even Sue never managed to find me. "Also, the title of Mrs. Frost wasn't meant to be compensation… Because for me, you're the only one who can be my wife. "I now see Sue for what she truly is, but it's too little, too late. "I've fallen in love with you before I knew it, Wanda, even if telling you now is pointless." As he finished, I remembered that meteor shower that he had spent millions making for me. I crossed my fingers, making a wish as the shooting star left a fiery trail to the night sky.

He looked at me, probably wondering if he should continue or not. "what do want for your birthday? You name anything and you gonna have it" he said looking me straight in my eyes in the sexiest way. "Are you sure you can afford what I want because it's kind of expensive" he looked at me and said "name it" "I want your heart, not just your body, the body language can lie but your heart is always truthful, I want you," said while he strokes my hair with the back of his hands, he let out a sign.

The weight of things that are true and cannot be changed. Things that must be lived inside anyway. Even as my heart screams against it. How I want to tell him I don’t want this. I want to say it plainly, the way he has always been plain with me — I don't want to sentence you. I don't want to watch them have what they want. I don't want to be this particular kind of just, the kind that costs me something I don't know how to name. I want to say all of that, and the wanting is physical, an ache that sits behind my sternum and presses outward.

Vincent spoke as he held my hand and looked into my eyes. "I'm sorry. I just felt unwanted. The pain I've been suppressing all my life finally broke me. I didn't mean for all of this to happen. I thought I'd be doing everyone a favor," I whispered and Vincent frowned. "Feel this Aubrey," Vincent said as he took my hand and placed it on his heart. "Every single beat is for you. As long as I'm alive, every beat represents how much I want you in my life." I was shocked at his words which made my face flush.