You Touch My Heart Novels & Stories

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”

Anticipating Beau's response, she surrendered herself to his touch. His hand traced down her sides, reaching her slightly exposed waist, igniting a spark of arousal that surged through her core. A shiver coursed through her body as his touch intensified. When his lips met hers in a slow, deliberate kiss, she relinquished control, succumbing to an intensity that surprised them both.

he lets off, like a desperate man, wishing to win a heart. I try, but he catches on. Hands grabbing onto my arm, my feet stop in its tracks, as my body gets taken. He holds me, twirling me around. Ourceyes meet, my sight moving in motion through his eyes. His breath falls, my face a recipient of it falters. He holds onto me, gripping as our bodies meet. Soul ties, my heart beats again, while we crash, pass on to the ground. “Fuck” Thane grunts, relieving it's impact.

If there was no previous life, Lang Tinh would have mistaken him for an actor, singer or businessman. In addition to his handsome appearance, he also has a cold aura, but not the usual cold, but the coldest of all the cold-hearted men, the cold that attracts all eyes, he does not need Breathe, others also want to jump over and touch his body to warm up. - Let's go! - Wait. He turned his back on Lang Tinh as he was not interested in her, but in fact because of the momentary confusion at the beauty of the girl in front of him, for the first time, he felt his chest was heavy, his heart beat as if he wanted to kill his body.

that everyone has, it's just that she's too sensitive. - Um, um. The first sounds rang out, so Riffen took advantage of the opportunity. That finger continued to gently touch and then play with those two small lotus seeds. Then he used his whole hand to dive into Doris's overflowing breasts one by one. The smile on Riffen's face seemed to be extremely excited. But on the contrary, because Doris was tied up, her whole body was uncomfortable, but following Riffen's movements, she shivered all over.

The separation of the two has never happened. Andy pushed the menu in front of Harris, "Choose a drink!" Harris waved his hand, "I don't drink anything; I have to go home after talking. Tonight, my company has a small party." Andy nodded when he heard that and assessed Harris, just like when they were still in love. Suddenly, Andy's hand reached out, wanting to touch his cheek. Harris jerked backward, the air thick with embarrassment. Andy curled his lips into a smile, narrowing his eyes, and gently stroked Harris' cheek with his thumb.

The only boy who owns my heart. Logan hands me what must be the final song card and connects his phone to the radio. I lost control – Alan Walker. I lose control when I'm around you, but you are the one who can bring me back from the chaos - my light, my angel. And this time I'm gonna get it right. My heart isn’t just full anymore — it’s overflowing, racing so fast it feels like it might burst right out of my chest. Every little nerve in my body tingles with the kind of love only Damion seems capable of creating.

"Because my heart hurts." ‎

All the while, his eyes never left my body and mine didn’t leave his face either. I felt the water wrap around me and I became weightless as I floated to him. For a moment we just stared at each other and our hearts raced faster with every second. Then he finally reached for me and that was when I felt like turning away, but I didn’t. I felt a wave course through my body as his hand touched my body. He saw it too and then pulled me closer until our foreheads touched. We could both hear each other’s heartbeat now, but we didn’t say a word. We didn’t rush either, we were just trusting the feeling of finding "that something" we’d both thought was lost.

It was just that before this moment, she'd chosen to play deaf and turn a blind eye. As long as her heart wasn't with me, anything I did was nothing more than a futile effort. "When I was calling you in the rain, in whose arms were you lying?"