Blackheart Agatha Novels & Stories

It was like a poker game. Once I took the seat, dad broke the silence, "speak up, young man. What brings you to our home, and.." Before dad finished speaking, mom rubbed dad's arm that he'd laid on her shoulder. That way, dad posed, and mom nodded to Anthony. As soon as words left Anthony's lips, my heart skipped a beat, not once but nearly thrice. I could no longer feel my heartbeat. I became emotionless and motionless like a statue. Darkness grew in the room. My body became colder and colder. I could see Anthony's lips moving but couldn't get his words. Suddenly, darkness engulfed my eyes and world.

I sigh feeling tired and in dire need of a bath But first I have to find Cade and thank him, I just have to find his office first I walk away from the dining room going towards the end of the hall, where I saw him walk to I come to a stop in front of a brown oak door, This should be it I try to calm my racing heart, it seems to do that when I'm around Cade I shake off the nervousness and raise my fist to knock, but before I can do that his voice reaches my ears "Come in Agatha"

'Eth… Ethan…' Pete whispered, his voice thick with horror. Just then, Ethan pushed Sylvia away, his attention snapping toward Pete, who was still staring at the open doorway. Ethan’s gaze followed—and there, disappearing down the hall, was the achingly familiar bare back of the woman he had held all night. 'Belle?' Ethan whispered her name into the air, a sudden force seeming to punch the breath from his lungs, his heart thundering in his chest." ****💔😢****

Ophelia hissed and my wolf stopped. "What are you doing to me?" I asked. "Telling you the truth. You and your mutt should stop interrupting me because I'm getting to the best part. My niece," she grinned, looking at me, "The only living member of the Red Flames Pack. Agatha, your mate." Ophelia let her hands on my head go.

The boss's promises must be pretty convincing to have cultivated employees with impressive loyalty. I switched tactics and asked, "Who's your boss? Did I offend him or something? I'm just a broke student, so why did he kidnap me?" "Boss said…" He paused, as if to search for the exact wording. "He lost… a heart with you." His words sent a chill down my spine. Why did the words "lost a heart" sound so familiar? The car sped out of the city and veered into country lanes I had only seen in Canverlian dramas. Towering, perfectly-trimmed hedges lined both sides of the lanes to form a dark wall that cut us off from the rest of the world.

"So you formed the Saints." "I gathered men who had their own reasons to hate the Diamondbacks. Diesel lost his daughter to their drugs—she was fourteen when she overdosed on their poison. Viper's sister was one of the kids they trafficked; she killed herself two years later because she couldn't live with what they'd done to her. Ghost's parents were murdered when they witnessed a Diamondback execution." Each revelation added another layer to the complexity of the situation. These weren't just criminals fighting over territory—they were damaged men seeking vengeance for unforgivable crimes. Raven felt a kinship with them that she hadn't expected, a recognition of shared pain and determinatio

Stella. I opened the message. “I need to see you.” I scoffed. Ignored it. Then another message came in. My eyes scanned the screen and everything inside me went cold. “You have one hour… or the world finds out about our baby.” My grip tightened around the phone. The audacity. To threaten me? To blackmail me? I let out a slow breath. This was bad. Very bad. I glanced back toward the hallway Adriana had disappeared into, then back at my phone.

he spoke, feeling bitter and sad. Agatha is a very lovely person who would not harm anyone. He is not understanding why and who is targeting her like this. Today when he saw her aggressively trying to attach anyone and everyone who is trying to stop her, his heart ached with pain for her. The woman who was so poised, elegant and intelligent is now suffering because of someone else.

You are," but I would not allow her to complete what she wanted to tell me. "I have something I need to tell you before you depart this world." I hurled her words back at her. Agatha gradually looked up. Her eyes were pools of shadow, circled with red. For an instant her eyes met mine, and for the first flash I thought I would see the old duplicity there: the woman who had bartered in hushed betrayals and minor cruelties. Instead I saw something obscured by pain and terror. The rage on her face resolved into something brittle, and for the flash of a breath, I nearly thought she might cry.

Their gaze locked for a few seconds, and he lifted his hand to touch her cheek when… Clap! Clap! Clap! “I hate to ruin your moment, but this is nauseating.” As they all turned their attention to Baltazar, twelve cloaked men raised their hands in unison releasing a black current attacking Agatha, catching her by surprise. Her body was thrown to the ground, with blood oozing from her head. “AGATHA!”