Brutal Hearts Novels & Stories

All the suppressed pain surged back at the sight of him, making my heart feel as if it would explode. Without a second's hesitation, I slapped him forcefully. "How dare you show your face in front of me?" His expression wavered, and bitterness filled his eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered with genuine regret. "I didn't know your father had really been in an accident. I should've been there for him… That was my mistake." At that moment, Melinda stepped forward, her lips pressed tightly together. "I'm sorry, Evalyn. If you need to blame someone, blame me. It was my birthday, and Jeff had promised to spend it with me.

"There's always a price." "A heart." Lucian opened the box. Inside was a jagged piece of crystal that pulsed with a rhythmic, dark light. "An Alpha of Pure Hate. A heart that has never known peace. A heart that has lived only for blood and obsession. It has to be cut out while it’s still beating." I looked at him. The way his shoulders were set. The way he was looking at the knife on the nightstand. My heart slammed against my ribs. "No." I tried to sit up. I fell back, snot running down my lip, my breath coming in short, panicked hitches. "Lucian, don't you dare."

They had always been present, witnesses to the gruesome spectacle as I plunged the knife into the chests of their friends, extracting their hearts with a chilling ease. The fear etched on their faces filled me with a twisted joy. As I raised the knife to strike the pup, he shut his eyes and surrendered, his body going limp in acceptance of his grim destiny. With a brutal thrust, I drove the blade into him, and the children's screams pierced the air. Blood erupted from his wound, painting the ground, while a sinister smile spread across my lips, watching as his body thrashed in its final moments. The atmosphere shifted abruptly, and it was time to extract his heart. Just then, his closed eyes

Bruce, weakened and disoriented, could only brace himself for the impending onslaught. Max, known for his brutality in interrogations, took the lead. With a vicious strike, he aimed for Bruce's already battered face. The impact was savage, causing blood to spurt from Bruce's mouth. Each blow served as a chilling reminder of the power these men wielded and their complete disregard for human suffering.

She stabs him on the chest, he screams in pain, she stabs again, breaking through his rib cage, then forcefully tears the flesh and bone open with her hands she pulls out the heart and cuts off all the veins and arteries attached; Baddo was already dead "It’s beautiful" she said holding the beating heart, then takes a large bite, blood spill on her face "Hmm, delicious" she licks her lips... Aburo was shouting for help at the top of his voice as he is tied to a chair "Will you shut the hell up" the cruel man said as he walked in with the huge guy, Aburo is frightened "Please don't kill me, I beg you" "Luke! It’s been a while we had some good human meat isn't that right?" The cruel man asked

I screamed trying to warn him but it was too late because the beta pushed him to the ground. "Ian get up" I cried watching in horror as he bled"Please"I watched as Ian's got up he pushed the wolf off him with all his might. His hand came through the other wolves body coated in blood. He flung his heart to ground and flug him to the side.Ian ran towards me and grabbed me."Let's go" he said.

Their leader, Zurich, a man I barely recognized – bloated by self-importance and cowardice – cowered behind a stack of crates, his eyes wide with terror. With a predatory stalk, I closed the distance, my eyes locked on his. Zurich, his bravado faltering, backed away, fear flickering in his gaze. In that moment, I saw him for what he truly was: a wasp buzzing against a titan, a flicker of light before the inevitable eclipse. Our clash was a brutal ballet of vengeance. We grappled, a tangle of limbs and fury, each blow a testament to the hatred that burned within us. Zurich, desperate and vicious, clawed and struck, but his blows were mere pinpricks against the storm that was I.