Blackheart Novels & Stories

"Of course I know who you are. Who don't know the Alpha Grayson, warrior king, one of the most highest ranked Alphas, powerful, feared, respected, and also part of the Black Hearts." I felt the color drain from my face the moment that last sentence left her lips. "How..." I whispered. "How do you know about the Black Hearts?" "I know a lot of things. Why do you think I am not in a pack?" "Maybe because you're a psychopath and you got kicked out of your old pack."

“Now you’ll remember what I want.” “My queen,” she whispered. I smiled. “Better.” She obeyed when I told her to bring me the black box from the altar. Inside it lay a shard of obsidian shaped like a fang. I lifted it reverently, pressing it against my heart. It melted into my skin with a hiss. “The heart of a fallen god,” I whispered. Power shuddered through Ember’s body, fierce and endless. Blood dripped from my nose; I licked it away lazily. “Perfection.”

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.

Rock Bottom - Hailee Steinfeld, DNCE 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 Today, I purposely went with Mas Rangga. I want to calm my heart from events that did not exist last night. Two days of dating and breaking up. And now, the only ex. I feel like a middle school kid. I was dating for two days. I want to strengthen my heart that Mas Rangga is the only man for me. However, half of my heart is still anchored to the devil. The devil didn't even give me a message. He was just silent as if nothing happened.

The woman nodded, took two steps forward, and said, “This is a space inside the Dragon Heart, and you can only get here with the jade gold phoenix. Phil, I’ve been waiting for you. I know you have many questions for me, but time is running out. This image can only last for a while, so don't ask anything and just listen to me.” The woman continued, “The Black Dragon Heart is the devil stone that your father brought back from the other shore. The energy it contains exceeds the civilization standard of this world. Your father brought a total of three Dragon Hearts back then, two White Dragon Hearts and one Black Dragon Heart, which is the one you’re seeing now. Your father's white Dragon Heart

Maybe that's why God made the mind and heart separate things altogether. The mind is our tool for logic, judgment, and planning. It helps us weigh consequences, recognize patterns, and make choices that keep us safe or aligned with our values. The heart, on the other hand, is our source of passion, connection, and intuition. It draws us to people, causes, and moments that give life meaning, even when they don't perfectly make sense. But isn't it the heart that makes us feel true happiness and contentment in life? I guess God is so wise to create and separate the two so that in the end, we can know what will be good for us or the consequences of our decisions.

' If he doesn't want to, tie him up himself. Ethan Wharton shook his head and explained around Kristen Oliver's waist. 'It is rumored in the medical field and on the black market that there is a demon heart, which is a human heart cultivated with high technology. It can be repaired by itself according to the patient's physique, and there is no need for external maintenance in the later stage. If I can find it, maybe I won't have to change my heart. ' The expression on Kristen Oliver's face went from disbelief to ecstasy. 'Really?'

Storm, Storm in my heart, can you stop scaring me hard, loom not above my head, let me be tucked cozy in my bed, All Hearts !!

"I don't even want to know why you used those words." I smiled and looked back at the cloth in my hand. Folding it up, I placed it back at the bottom of the chest. "The car's here." He added. I hummed softly in response and my eyes flew towards the bottom of the chest, at the delicate silver chain. Picking it up, I saw that it had a heart necklace hanging onto the chain, with a name engraved on it. "Kate." I whispered, then looked at Caden. "Isn't this cute?"

But. I was still hoping I guess, that we would be able to work it out. I couldn't hate him, even when I had every reason to. After all, he was the only man I had ever loved. And he was the only man I was going to love. Because the heart is a bitch, you can't make it understand by reasoning with it. It forgets all the hurt someone caused you, all the pain, all the misery. It only remembers those moments when someone made you breathless. Over and over, it just runs toward one person. And unfortunately for me, that one person was Landon.