Novel & Cerita Bestie Hearts

"You're not as bad as you make yourself out to be; doing bad things, bad deeds, doesn't mean your attitude is so bad." He leaned on the steering wheel with his arms crossed and kept looking at me. I wanted to touch his bicep and see if it was as hard as it looked, and for some reason, I found myself tracing with my fingers the lines that drew a small statue of liberty. "What are you basing that on?" his bicep tensed when I moved to a tattoo closer to the sleeve of his shirt: a deck of cards "You don't know anything about me."

“Beautiful!” She complimented, clearly having fun. She then tosses the intestines aside and then then cut her prey’s body into pieces. A thing and two that no ordinary little girl can, but with the blood that’s running to her veins and the whispers that Aaron wanted and now desperately wanted to stop. It is all but an easy thing for her to do. “No.” Aaron whispers, that excited Beatrice. With little Alliah’s eyes that are now beaming with excitement and glee, she took their still-beating heart as she whispers.

Then, without pausing, he pulled the knife from her body, turned it on himself, and plunged it into his own heart. "Sarah… Now, we'll never be apart." He collapsed beside her, the two of them locked together as blood pooled beneath them, spreading into a bright, winding river across the ground. Screams finally broke through the air around us. I stood in the middle of the chaos, staring down at their bodies. My heartbeat stayed steady, my chest eerily calm. A cold thought slid into my mind. If it hadn't been Sarah, if it hadn't been for that app that could shift someone's love, would I be the one lying there instead?

While Cameron was embracing every moment with her, Marissa was trying to ignore the feelings building up for him. Both their friends had big smiles on their faces when they saw Cameron and Marissa together. Nothing could have made them happier because they knew that both of them belonged to each other. But they also knew that there was a big chance that Cameron might get heartbroken, but knowing Cameron, he wouldn’t let Marissa go. He will live his life alone but never have her leave him. He will forever protect her. All four of them had their fingers crossed for Cameron and Marissa’s bright future together.

He turned to his men and ordered, "Throw them out, but don't hurt them. I promised my queen I wouldn't harm humans." I hadn't expected him to actually remember that promise. Back in our quarters, Magnus settled me down, rolled up his sleeves, and went into the kitchen to cook. Ever since he had learned how, every meal I ate was one he prepared himself. If I tried to stop him, he'd even sulk about it. After dinner, Magnus pulled me into his arms. "My Queen, I'm so happy today. When I heard what you said, I was truly moved." He grabbed my hand and placed it against his chest. The next moment, I pulled it away and pressed my ear against him instead. The steady thump of a beating heart made my e

With my one free hand, I quickly dialed a number on my phone. Before long, someone in a white coat appeared at the end of the hall. "Christopher Morris? He has a history of heart disease, right?" the doctor asked as he led us down the VIP corridor. Selena nodded quickly. "So, is it a relapse of his heart condition?" The doctor shook their head. "No, he got kicked in the chest during a fight." Selena had mentioned her brother before. From her words, I could tell he was a good man.

5 G lateral at the top, the blood pooling in the wrong chambers, the arrhythmia that could be triggered by exactly this stress, in exactly this body, his body, Arthie's damaged heart. He had watched Eau Rouge on screens for years, the analysis that was professional interest in extreme physiology, the fascination that was abstract because the drivers were abstract, statistics, probabilities. Now he watched it through the window, the track visible below, the cars that were specks becoming violence becoming beauty, and the speck that was Arthie was specific, particular, the damage that was his to know intimately, to monitor continuously, to fear particularly.

When I hit a problem, he listened, encouraged me, and helped me figure it out. When I missed Mom, he stayed beside me and comforted me. Little by little, I started falling for him. But after everything I'd been through, love still scared me. Opening my heart again felt impossible. Hector saw that. He never pushed. He just showed up. Again and again. In front of my mom's memorial shelf, he promised he'd take care of me. On my birthdays, he planned sweet surprises that filled me with a warmth I hadn't felt in years.

I thought " Someone related to the Blacks is working with Melissa , this is so bad but who will want bad for the Blacks they're nice people?" I thought to myself. My phone beeped and I checked to see a message from Ashley saying to meet her at Glitters tomorrow. I shut my eyes but I was scared shitless, how can people be this cruel?

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.