A Heartless Hypothesis Novels & Stories

Gloria said and David chuckle. “So what was I to you?” He asked. “My heartless husband,” Gloria replied. “But I loved that heartless man, too,” Gloria confessed. “Now this heartless man will show how loving a husband he can be.” David flipped them around and press her onto the bed to kiss her passionately.

“What was that presence? It was unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.” “I don’t know,” Elena said, her voice distant, “but I think we’re just getting started. The Heart… it’s not just an artifact. It’s a living thing. And it’s pulling something worse toward us.” Marcus looked at her, his expression grim. “You’re right. We’ve been underestimating the Heart this whole time. It’s not just a weapon—it’s a curse.” “But we have to destroy it,” Lucas said, his voice firm. “No matter what. We can’t let it keep controlling us.”

'What explanation do you need? Xenos held the document in his hand tightly. He had never thought that Heloise would use Ethan to experiment, an artificial heart experiment. 'You want to change his heart?' Heloise nodded her head. 'His heart is severely damaged, and if the treatment fails, I will consider replacing his heart.'

He was the one who stepped in and saved me despite the danger. Later, to help him repay his debts, I worked five jobs a day until my body was ruined with illness. I truly believed he was homeless. My father and I treated him with genuine sincerity, yet we were nothing more than pieces in a wager all along. We were just a bet on how much I loved him, on whether my father truly wanted to marry me off to him. I was even a wager on whether I was the type of woman who worshipped money. After my father's accident, I was mentally and physically exhausted. At that time, I thought Derrick would finally share the burden with me, but I was naive.

Sophia's so fragile, always has been since we were kids. One wrong move and she could've drowned right there, her lungs filling with water while I stood helpless watching it happen because of this jealous, spiteful bitch I unwisely married. Aria Harrington daughter of that useless sack of shit Richard Harrington, the man whose mountain of gambling debts forced this nightmare marriage on me.

Heart then stopped playing his dick. ‘Of course, I can’t tell him that I fuck more than thousand men already, I think? Hahaha. I don’t know but there are lot of men, because of my job. They have bigger dick than him, but I really wonder what will happen once he discovers that I am Scarlet Heart, for sure, he will really resent me and I will not be able to face him.’ Heart thought. She could not answer him the truth about her body count.

Here is a sneak peek of what to expect in BOOK TWO, HERAT OF THE HEARTLESS. Eros and Cassandra battled with mistrust from their past, an unexpected new enemy arose, and new complications threatened to push them apart. Will they find their way back to love and fight this enemy or will the forces of these complications push them apart? Find out in Book 2 of the Heartless series.

"I'm not here to fight you. I'm not here to win him back. I'm here to warn you." "Warn me about what?" "About who he really is." Sloane glanced toward the door, where Kieran was undoubtedly listening. "I loved him once. I thought I knew him. But there's a darkness in Kieran Locke that no amount of love can light." Mira stepped closer. "I know about the darkness." "Do you? Do you know about the man he was before he became the billionaire philanthropist? The deals he made, the people he destroyed, the things he did to build his empire?"

In the end, the perfect husband and father Stan and I were so proud of was a phony, and the love he showed us was a lie. The only truth was this deceitful plot he maintained for six years, ending with a meticulously staged car accident to take away my son's heart. Nonetheless, my consciousness blurred as the sedative flowed through my veins. I could feel the icy touch of machines digging inside my body, giving me more nightmares. There was only pitch-blackness where my son stood, an emptiness in his chest where his heart should have been. He was reaching toward me, screaming, "Mommy! It hurts so much!"

the assistant replied. His assistant handed him the donation agreement that I had signed. Joseph did not take it. He turned his face away, and his shoulders trembled violently. Despair radiated from him. Yvette felt extremely happy inside after confirming that I was dead. However, she felt furious about receiving my heart.