Bestie Hearts Novels & Stories

It’s all about fostering unity or whatever. Carter raised a brow. “Sounds like a really intense version of summer camp.” “Exactly!” Ava clapped, eyes gleaming.“Except with claws. And don’t even get me started on Alpha Barbie—aka the alpha’s daughter. She’s the worst. Last year? That bitch stole my shift partner, sabotaged my trail marker, and still had the nerve to win the hunt." Her eyes darkened with glee. “This year, I’m getting even.Let’s just say revenge is a dish best served with glitter bombs”

He straightened, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked her up and down. The grimy underground chamber, the complete opposite of the elegance above. Where there had been silk and crystal, there was now concrete and sweat, the air heavy with anticipation and the acrid scent of blood. The fight club was very popular and well known to everyone that walked the other side of the law. It was one of the hottest enterprises run by the Salvatore brothers. Invitations were always random and limited and the slots taken as soon as they are opened.

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.

“An honor to have you in my humble shop again. What can I do for you today?” Rhydan’s voice was cool and direct. “Bastien,” he said. “I need something for the festival.” At once, Bastien brightened. “Of course, of course.” He gestured enthusiastically toward a section lined with dark formal coats and richly embroidered tunics. “We’ve just received new designs from Opal City. Very popular among the nobles this season.” The shopkeeper hurried toward the display, already reaching for one of the garments. But Rhydan lifted a hand. “It’s not for me.” His grip tightened lightly around my wrist as he pulled me a step closer. “It’s for the lady.”

She can move her legs but it would take her for months or even years to be able to walk, depending on her will and training. She watches him and feels a pain in her heart like it’s being squeezed. She takes deep breaths and releases it slowly. The pounding of her heart is dominating her senses. “I have fallen in love with Him,” she said to herself and her eyes widened. “My God! I have really fallen in love with him, I really am!” She looks at Francois who is engrossed with his work. “Gosh! How could he be so handsome and beautiful?” She watches him with dreamy eyes.

I was a coward. The beauty of Bri was not just in her physical form or her exquisite mind, nor was it simply the enormous heart she claimed not to have, but in each broken shard, she was brave enough to brandish in the name of someone or something else. Books for her father, the security of her friends, and whatever else she may have left unsaid. Here and now she allowed that fragile heart to be born naked before me in the name of Bastain, a boy she owed nothing to, a soul so like her own, wounded, chipped, and saddened leaving little self-worth to share. I would find that for Bas, and she would help me, a way to tether her here without getting too close.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

the beast was hearing the voice of his friend calling him on his head. But he didn't mind replying to him, he keeps on his target, taking Birdie to their home.

It was none other than my best friend, Lacey Donnovan. Memories immediately flooded my mind. I gritted my teeth and felt myself trembling uncontrollably. We had been besties for seven years. I had always treated Lacey as close as a family member ever since we were in high school, until we began working in corporate. However, despite treating her sincerely for years, she had heartlessly pushed me off the top of the building to fall to my death. I didn't even manage to keep my body intact upon hitting the ground. In my past life, Lacey had been called into Elton Baldwin's office as soon as he transferred me out of his department. He had been my manager then. And he had then asked Lacey if she

He explains. “This is unfortunate and baffling” Kyle coos. I press my lips tight and shut my eyes for a beat. “It sure is, that’s the reason I said it is almost impossible to defeat them and worst of all, you can’t match up to them if they are more than one. You’d just be like meat to them. There are heart eaters and just blood suckers. The heart eaters are those who are the strongest and have outgrown the stage of only living off blood but now need to eat hearts to