Does Heartopia Have A Sequel?

The heart may be fragile but there are some things that one won't believe heart can withstand. Ema Standson, a very composed and strong lady, doesn get scared of anything that easily, except for one thing......'The Heart!'. With one incident, Ema's life took a turning point........How is Ema going to handle this incident? Read to find out...... Captured Heart! A story that captures the challenges of life and how our perception of Love and Relationships can make lives either an outer bliss or a complete tragedy!

Can New Beginnings Heal Some Old Wounds for Amora? What happens when she finds comfort and love in a person she least expected? What will happen when Tawny realizes that the person making Amora happy is way closer to home? What will she do when she finds her best friend, who's like a sister to her, in bed together with the woman she loves? Follow Amora and Tawny as they struggle with love, betrayal, and the death of someone very close to them both. Could this push them further apart or bring them closer?

"How did you ever become a successful billionaire, I'll never understand."Alex Bianchi smirked. "It's mostly my good looks and sex appeal. And of course the ability to make people fall in love with me."~~ Hacked Hearts ~~Let me welcome you to a story with a twist.The secrets we hide could open a door that might not be closed.This is the story of an arrogant Billionaire and a girl whose mouth has no filter. When a billion dollar company is hacked, Alex Bianchi wants to arrest the person behind it. But as secrets are revealed and the past starts to haunt, maybe catching the hacker isn't that important. Maybe saving your heart from falling in love is more important.Say Hi to Alex and Myra, your soon to be best friends.------"Do you have a boyfriend?"My eyes widened at the personal question, "Didn't your file have this information?"He shrugged, "I skipped that page.""Why?" I breathed out as he took another step closer, standing so close that I could see his eyelashes under the dim light."I need you to answer this." he replied, looking into my eyes. I felt my breath hitch, as I felt his eyes leave mine and travel below, stopping at my lips. Unconsciously I licked my lips, his lips darkened and his face came closer, or was it mine that went closer to his? I didn't care.One more breath and I would feel his lips on mine.

My husband constantly ignored my pleas in my previous life, giving his salary to his first love despite my objections. After giving birth, I couldn't produce any milk due to prolonged starvation. My son cried desperately from hunger. When I finally managed to buy formula and brought it home, my husband snatched it away to give to his first love. "Vicky's milk supply is low too, and she's a widow. Let's give it to her child first," he insisted. I fought to take it back, but my husband knocked me unconscious. I staggered to look for him when I regained consciousness, only to discover my husband at Victoria Langford's house, putting on diapers for someone else's child. My son had already starved to death then, and out of despair, I followed him in death. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the moment I first learned of my pregnancy. This time, I chose to terminate the pregnancy and file for divorce.

In a college world where every hallway is a battlefield of intellect, pride, and desire, Rival Hearts explores the thin line between hate and a love that burns hotter than anyone expects. When fiercely independent Harper Lawson, a chemistry major with a sharp tongue and a stubborn streak, collides with Emery Collins, a confident and ambitious literature student, sparks fly—literally. Their rivalry begins in classrooms and spills into dorms, cafeterias, and late-night campus corners. Harper thrives on rules and routine, while Emery lives for unpredictability and teasing chaos. Every insult, every sarcastic remark, every heated debate draws them closer to a truth neither is willing to admit: attraction doesn’t always ask permission. What begins as antagonism turns into stolen glances, secret touches, and nights filled with whispered confessions and passion that neither can deny. Their friends notice the chemistry, professors are oblivious, and both women struggle with pride, past heartbreaks, and the fear of being vulnerable. As the semester unfolds, Harper and Emery navigate parties, group projects, dorm-room secrets, and the intoxicating highs of desire and intimacy. Amid campus gossip, emotional upheavals, and raw, steamy encounters, Rival Hearts captures the journey of two women learning that love can come disguised as hate, that surrendering to desire can be terrifyingly exhilarating, and that the fiercest rivals often make the strongest partners. Full of witty banter, heart-pounding tension, and intimate romance, this novel is a slow-burning, passionate exploration of the chaos of first love and the unstoppable force of attraction.

I am someone with a strong desire to share every little detail with my lover. The blush of dawn outside the safe house window, a slightly-too-bitter espresso, the new flower shop on the corner. Even if Carlo's shadow just flickered through my mind for a moment, I couldn't stop myself from hitting send. His replies were always brief, but they were instant. I used to think that was just how a cold man like him showed his love. That all changed seven days before the wedding, when I found an AI auto-responder on the burner phone he never let out of his sight. It broke down every sentence I sent, categorizing them and extracting keywords to generate the most perfectly dismissive answers. When I said I missed him, it replied, "Behave." When I said I was scared, it replied, "I'll handle it." When I wanted to argue, it replied, "Be sensible." So, for half a year, the one replying to my messages was never Carlo. Meanwhile, in another chat window, the messages between him and another woman were piled high. From simple good mornings to random midnight thoughts, From secret talks about family business to whether they should take the yacht out on the weekend. I finally understood. Carlo wasn't a cold person. It wasn't that he didn't like to share his life; he just didn't want to share it with me. And I finally decided to make a heartbroken exit from this absurd charade.