Battle Hearts Novels & Stories

“Vincent…” “Why does my heart beat faster when I’m close to you. When I speak to you? Hell! When I think of you?” he said fervently, scrunching up his face in confusion. “I can’t seem to stop the feelings that course through me when we touch. It’s so foreign, yet so… freaking familiar. My head hurt like hell…” he said, placing both hands on the sides of his head. “When I try to link you to my past. I go crazy fighting with myself and my emotions,” he said in a shaky voice, while droplets of tears fell down his face. God, I was shattered. His voice broke me. He was in pain, so much pain, both physically and otherwise. I wanted to make it stop. That was why I reached out and grabbed his hands.

Her heart pounded hard against her chest. — What are you doing here? Her father subtly stepped closer, but Bryan kept walking. — And what about our vows, Beck? What about our love? How could you forget me? Her voice turned cold. — This isn’t your place. Leave. Bryan laughed bitterly. — You think I’m going to let you marry him? You’ll always love me. I’m carved into your heart. Dylan stepped forward, calm despite the tension. — Bryan… you’re better than this.

I apologized. “No. I am not angry my dear. We understand how you are feeling but this is fate” She started. “Some marriages are arranged but they end up with love. Can’t you see me and your father?” Oh that story! We found it boring. Annabelle and I wished our love stories to be full of adventures – maybe that was why God gave me the world best man to marry, the dark lord!

Every creak of the old floorboards beneath her felt like a scream. “He didn’t leave,” Cass said under her breath. “Men like that don’t vanish.” “No,” Leo agreed. “They reposition.” The sound came then—barely audible, but unmistakable. A scrape against metal. A subtle weight against the fire escape outside. Cass’s pulse spiked. She grabbed the nearest blade from her desk drawer, cold steel anchoring her as adrenaline surged. Leo’s eyes found hers in the gloom, wordless agreement passing between them. The lock on the window rattled.

I can feel how tense his muscles are and how weak his heartbeat is; he shivers in my arms but makes no more attempt to stay away from me. I don't know how long I'm hugging him like that, trying not to look too much at his naked body. Then suddenly, his cold skin starts getting hotter and hotter, his heart starts beating like crazy, and I could hear him inhaling air rapidly. In a matter of seconds, he is burning and panting; I see that he is in more pain.

Her attention was caught by Hero's voice, the reason she looked away from Red as the door closed. What was that? The way Red stared at her was like… mesmerizing and it made her heart beat fast. Although it wasn't as fast as when she saw Ryota from the poster earlier. Aurelie got out of her trance when she heard the loud cheering of the rest of the members inside after seeing Hero. "SIR!!!" "How is everyone? Are there any new songs to release?" Hero asked them. "Ryuji?" "Don't worry, sir. I have been composing a few pieces with Harlem recently," replied Ryuji, the guy who has a bit of a natural pouty lips and silver-dyed hair.

Taking me to a world I had only read about. I could feel the love as his lips moved against mine softly. I could hear the promises in his steadily beating heart. I could see the dreams we could achieve as I closed my eyes, feeling myself disappear into a story that only ended in a happily ever after. And in this world of broken hearts, I had chosen his, to make it mine. And I had no intention of returning it ever.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

I am older, but I am weak and useless to them. I may be all of those things, but I am not stupid and I most certainly do not give up just easily. If I cannot get the recognition that I wanted and deserved alone, then I am dragging someone into this. And I am not the least bit conscientious. Eliana Deere, daughter of the admired by many Boss R, the one and only heiress to the throne, you will be mine. And you will make me the most successful pack leader in all of the vampire history.

Raven looked at me with his dark blue eyes and said, "Moonbound. Now you must follow your gut and your courage. Every bond, every heartbeat—your Silver Heart is the key!" Draven was hit by the second strike. I twisted, molten energy flaring, blocking the dark fire that was aimed at him. Sparks flew across the forest in a violent way, sending red, silver, black, and crimson streaks. My chest hurt and my heart was racing, but I felt the bond—our hearts beating in perfect sync.