Blackheart Agatha Novels & Stories

It lingered in the darkness but seemed to be getting worse with each step I took. Then I heard it. It was like death themselves was waiting to impale my heart with their scythe. When I saw them in the room through the ajar door, it felt like death's scythe ripped through my heart and pulled it out of my throat. The sight of Ash with her….

"Calm down, Ferdinand! I won't bother you. I'm actually kind enough to tell you that Agatha actually has holy blood which is sought after by many of us. She comes from the Black Moon pack and she is actually a descendant of original humans so it's very likely that there are humans and wolves who want her blood. I'm just telling you. But if you don't believe it, that's fine." Parker then sat down. I still don't believe what he said. "You're lying! How could Agatha have holy blood." "You forgot that she had a miscarriage? Did you realize that the blood that came out of her body became a delicious meal for Agatha's own family? I know that. I wanted to tell you that some time ago. But I'm sure y

"Sorry, I was just lost. You don't have to say stuff like that. A doctor wouldn't say that." "Unless your girlfriend is an athlete, below 40 is bad and I don't get why it increases to 120 too. Normal heart rates are 60 to 100. We might need to put her under extra care, sir, extra serious care. I think I was wrong to think she wanted to come back. " It was bad enough that Kendrick didn't think Loretta would make it; now the Doc was saying it, just not in the same way. Talk about positive energy.

Rumors have wings. "Still, you are not my cousin," he says, frowning as if I offended him. I don't mind it, I continue talking, I wanna say something to him. "You promised something fuck up to them, you should've not treated your girlfriends like that. They also have a heart, they are a person too. They could feel pain in their chest," I said seriously to him. I'm looking straight at his dark brown eyes ㅡ yes, that's the color of his eyes. I just noticed it now. "So, like what your girlfriend ㅡ err... ex-girlfriend said, stop breaking woman's heart," I said.

he asked back, holding back his anger. She nodded her head with her heart crying. He gripped her face, making her look into his eyes with anger burning within him. “Don't you have a heart?! I love you with all my heart and you have broken my heart into small pieces. I am willing to forgive you even though your father killed my father. I will forgive what you did as long as you will come back to me. But you don't care about that at all,” he said in deep voice. “You played with my heart just to save your lover's life!!!”

“You might be the big bad Malice out there in the woods, but in here, you’re just Malik. So you need to lower your damn voice before you wake my patient.” I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted copper, forcing the feral growl rising in my chest back down where it belonged. “Is he pregnant?” I asked spitefully, forcing the words past my lips. I got my answer when Agatha immediately broke eye contact. I couldn't stop the dark chuckle that came out. “Of course.” I let out a harsh laugh. “Of fucking course.” I shook my head and looked away. “He spends years chasing Brandon and the second I leave, he gets knocked up. Guess he finally got his fairy tale after all.”

I never looked back, only leaving my voice, "The Wisteria clan will no longer return because of you." "You have my eternal spite, Cain Liebert." I immediately descended upon the mortal realm once I recovered. After all, as Cain's heart beat steadily within me, I had come to a sudden realization. Why would a mortal like Yvette need my heartblood ten times? Either way, I certainly would like to see if my heartblood was really useful. Outside the fence, I gently opened the door that was left ajar. Yvette was sewing something, and looked up blankly when she heard me.

Agatha's tears said it all Agatha took a small step closer. She did not reach out to touch me, but I felt her care like a blanket. “I did not want to say a word, my Lady,” she whispered, her voice now trembling with a new, urgent fear. “I know my place. But you… you have her light in your face. The same set of your jaw. The same fire in your eyes, even though yours are calm and hers were always scared.” She took a ragged breath. “And because you remind me of my darling girl, my lost heart, I have to warn you.”

For a second, the world seemed to stop. I stared at him, utterly stunned. Did he really just say that? Was he being serious? Love? But… when did that happen? And why was my heart suddenly racing at the thought? Agatha’s eyes widened in shock, her face drained of colour. She tried to speak, but no sound came out, and then just like that her eyes rolled back in her head and she collapsed to the ground. It was like something out of a slow-motion nightmare. One minute she was standing there, glaring at Finn, and the next, her knees buckled, and she collapsed.

“I think you’re the hardest woman I’ve ever had to get close to. You’re so… suspicious... and you were completely right.” She clicked her tongue and launched into a monologue of her cruelties. “I love consuming the vitality of young women. They’re juicy, though not all of them work as vessels.” She licked at huge fangs sliding out of her mouth. I couldn’t pin down what she was. I’d never seen anything like it. “But these bodies deteriorate fast. Agatha’s one of the most resilient, strong spirit, but she’s rotting, the useless thing.” She lifted her skirt hem and I stared, horrified, at the skin above her high boots, almost peeling off the muscle.