Where's My Heart Novels & Stories

So after thinking about all that I felt like going to that room to finish what I had given myself permission to start. I tried to get out of bed, I had a lot of pain on the right side of my body. With my left hand I held that part of my body that hurt. I finally managed to get up. I walked slowly towards the door of the room. I was too disoriented, I did not understand where I was. After completely leaving my room and closing the door behind me, I kept walking until I found the first door. With sweaty hands I grabbed the lock, it slipped, I wiped my hand on the kind of robe I was wearing. I grabbed the lock again and turned it, very nervous. When I opened the door I found a man in his eighti

He is a heartless, ruthless demon and an enemy that is not easy to defeat. ******** Violet was standing by the window in her room, watching the rain falling. The sun had fallen asleep, leaving the sky in darkness. Tears dripped from Violet's eyes as her heart crying in pain. All the bad things that happened to her made her feel like she was living in hell.

How can this happen to me? I do not want this to happen to me. I deny it. But it is not enough for only the mind but also the heart to deny it. But the heart is stubborn, it does not want to give up on what it started to feel, but that makes me suffer. But how can something like this happens so soon? So sudden? How is that possible? Is it possible? I fall face down on the bed and tuck my face into the pillow. I allow myself to cry in the safety of my loneliness.

I heard a male voice say " why do I feel I've heard that voice somewhere? " "And I promise you my dear, you'll get it, you just have to go according to the plan, after I get married to him I'll make him transfer all the money we want and we'll leave here immediately, now all you have to do is try come up with a new business deal or something, ok?" Melissa said

“You would like me to meet him?” she asked softly. “Yes,” Garrett replied as he brushed her off her face. The silence filled the room as they stared at each other in the low light of the room now. The couch was near the furthest place in the room from the light in the corner of the room. Though it was open, this was a corner that was just for him to relax and unwind during the day. He knew the placement was off, but it worked for him. “I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.”

I had imagined watching snowfall with Chris many, many times, but my heart wasn't in it now. My vision was blurry, and I only had one thought ringing in my head. I wanted answers.

I stared at Wilson as if the world had suddenly tilted. The noise of the restaurant faded again, the chatter of guests and clinking of glasses dissolving into the background once again. The whole world stood at a stand still just for us. The only thing I could hear was Wilson’s breathing… it was uneven, desperate, begging “I love you.” The words hung between us My throat tightened. For months I had tried to bury everything connected to Vegas. Russell. Wilson. Them……

“You don’t want coffee?” “No.” “You always want coffee.” “Well, today I don’t,” I snapped, a little too sharply, because the nausea was rising again. He didn’t push. But he watched me the rest of the day like he was waiting for something to click. I ignored that, too. It wasn’t until three nights later, when I lay in bed counting backwards on my calendar that my heart stopped. I hadn’t gotten my period, in fact… I was a week late. My body buzzed with a sudden, electric panic. I slipped out of bed, heartbeat pounding in my ears, grabbed my keys, and left a confused, half-awake Crest in bed asking,

David's heart pounded in his chest as he rushed Francheska to the hospital. He held her close, feeling her warmth slipping away from him. He couldn't lose her, not now, not after everything they had been through. The streets blurred together as David drove, his mind focused solely on saving Francheska. He prayed to every deity he could think of, promising anything if only Francheska would be okay. He couldn't bear the thought of living without her. As he arrived at the hospital, David screeched to a halt and leapt out of the car. He rushed Francheska into the emergency room, shouting for help. The medical team sprang into action, surrounding Francheska with equipment and rushing her into sur

"We're leaving." Damian tilted his head, smiling. "I won't stop you. The game's not over, Alina. Just your turn." As they backed away, Alina clutched the box to her chest. No more illusions. Just truth-and the wreckage it would leave behind. --- Somewhere beneath London - Location Unknown Damian stood before a circular table deep underground, lit only by the soft pulse of red LED light from embedded sensors. Around him, servers hummed like a distant growl.