Wild At Heart Novel Novels & Stories

And something Ameia wasn’t aware straight away at the moment she read those lines in Alice’s heart was that even if the pain felt so vivid, like there was no space for another feeling in her heart, the truth was that that pain was giving birth to the hatred she never thought she would’ve ever felt for anyone. Amelia ‘s heart had changed with Charles’ death and Alice’s goodbye. Now she was going to go for her enemies. She was willing to go to hell with them if that was necessary, but Valeria Valladolid wasn’t going to get away with that. The world was going to know who she was. ************

The night air rushed over my skin, calming the chaotic rhythm of my heart for a moment. The breeze felt like a luxury I’d been starved of—cool, clean, free. It had been so long since I’d been able to breathe this kind of air. “Congratulations on becoming a wild cat,” Lucas’s voice reached me, pulling my attention for a second. He was holding a bouquet—bright flowers clutched in one hand, his expression unreadable in the dim light. But my eyes didn’t linger on him. They stayed locked on the city lights far in the distance, glittering like a promise I couldn’t touch. We must be far away from there, I thought. So far that even the thought of freedom felt like a cruel joke.

Author: M.M. Ward Growing up, I was taught there were monsters in the hollowed-out places of the mountains, forests, and hills beyond the fences. But this year, the bitter winter lasted too long, and my heart heeded its sad song. The cruelty of my mother chilled my spirit worse than the winter wind, so I foolishly rebelled against the teachings of the clan. When spring came... When the wildflowers bloomed in the warmth of the new season, I had to see them, smell them, taste them, even if it was by Moonlight. So, I broke the first mantra. I went beyond the fences.

us for five months and I was enamoured by her. Unlike the other girls, she wasn't intimidated by what my position as Jeremias's son meant. Or by my gift. Nobody listened. We didn't see it coming. She was a mole. That morning, she wanted to take a walk by the river. She begged me to go with her. I should've known something was wrong by the urgency in her voice but I thought it was because she really wanted my company. And then she started saying she was sorry and that she loved me and hoped that someday I would understand why she did it. I knew something was wrong and I turned around and started running, towards the pack. That's the last thing I remembered. When I woke up, they were dead. Th

Now that I know that atleast one person is reading this I will upload! On another note Frozen Heart is part of the series Heart and all the stories will be connected between them. Do you need another story to undertand and to enjoy FH? No! FH is a stand alone but characters from the first story of the series - Wolf Heart - will apeart in FH and other things from WH that probably won't make sense. I will start uploading WH as soon as posible. It takes place on Aylarra, on a different continent, around 20 years earlier than the events from FH. I am sure everyone will love Mina and Jayden's story! The series will have more books but I am currently working on WH and FH! Rho and Ayla will appear

Wyatt pulls out of me just as he orgasms, his come dripping down my bare thigh. He rests his head against my shoulder, trying to steady his rapid breathing. I stare past him at the wall. Four minutes. For four minutes I was happy again. I felt something. I forgot! But now, it's all rushing back. All the pain and the crushing, lonely misery. I have to get up, clean myself, put on my dress and go back out there. I can't escape the truth of the situation. Wilder is gone and I am here at his funeral to mourn him. I am broken and I am lost. Quick sex on a funeral parlor sink isn't going to fix that. Nothing will fix that. I might as well have died with him.

His beautiful green eyes were the last thing she saw before he ran away, the way his body twisted, every snap of his bone, and how he turned into half humanand half wolf. He had left her there in the dark, breathless and trembling, with heat still burning on her skin. And then… She woke with a gasp. Her heart beat as if she had run miles. The sweat had filled her temples, her thin nightdress felt damp against her back, and her sheets were tangled around her legs. She pressed a hand against her chest, trying to calm the frantic thud of her heart.

She muttered and it shattered Wilder’s heart. He froze for a minute, finding it difficult to take in her words. Lots of thoughts flashed in his head as he wondered whether he’d live here forever and abandon his pack or whether he’d forget about his mate and find someone else but the thought disappeared as soon as it came. He’d rather be alone for the rest of his life than be with another woman. It was either her or nobody. “That’s fine” He managed to mutter and she stood up, and nodded at him before walking out.

Aurora Wildheart stood in her third-floor guest room, her silver-blue eyes tracing the intricate patterns of the four-poster bed’s canopy, her thoughts a tempest of the missing women, and Vincent’s cryptic message: The shadows are restless. Stay safe. Her forbidden bond with the vampire liaison was a quiet anchor, yet the mystery of her past—lost before The Emerald Forest Pack took her in at seven—pressed heavier, whispering of secrets that could unravel her world.

Leaves and twigs crushed beneath his weight as he sprinted through the underbrush, the wildness of the wilderness matching the untamed fury in his heart. As he raced deeper into the woods, memories of the encounter with Alpha Drake and Amanda, coupled with what happened at Jane's home tore at William's heart. He had heard stories of lone wolves seeking solace in the embrace of nature, finding peace amidst the untamed beauty of the forest. In his anger and confusion, he hoped that the wilderness would grant him the clarity he so desperately needed.