Catherine Heartless の小説・ストーリー

I didn’t know if it was rage or the frustration of the past days, or guilt, some twisted ache in my chest…but I was breaking apart by her charms. A tight knot coiled at the pit of my stomach. Ignoring the protest of dax in my head. I grabbed her wrist, stopping her from going further. My eyes met her lust filled eyes and without giving her time to react. I spun her around, slamming her back against the opposite wall hard enough to shake the whole room. Her eyes widened, lips parting, of course not with fear, but with pleasure… sometimes I forgot that Catherine was more than a decorated princess who can't lift up a sword. She is a born fighter and a leader of a troupe in her fathers legion.

Charlie looked at her pretty silhouette with a dark expression and wiped his lips hard. Ha! So what if she looked down on him? He would surely teach her a lesson one day. … After returning to the office, Catherine’s head spun from looking at Yule Corporation’s documents for a while. Hence, she started playing games on her phone. When she had finished one round of the game, a player called You’re In My Heart came to form a team with her. Once Catherine approved the request, both of them went onto the battlefield.

"Yes, Tabitha and Elena. He has always loved Tabitha, in all the years that I have met him,he has never not spoken about the witch that stole his heart. I didn't know who it was at a time. There was just this one painting with a beautiful woman he kept in his bedroom. At first I didn't realise who it was until I met Tabitha. She looked a bit older then but now that the spell is wearing off, she looks like the woman in his bedroom. Thabitha is in love with Kathryn, she doesn't even know that Cole would do anything to get her back. " I said. "Wow, so this guy has really screwed up with a lot of women, you said two women, who's the other one?" He asked me. "The other one is Elena, he is obsesse

Samantha was such a pure heart and so adorable,not like those treacherous women who sought his wealth and power, quite unfortunate for that little girl. With Eliot gone, Carmen walked up to the master bedroom and knocked on the door, no response. She gently pushed the door and her eyes landed on Samantha's figure lying on the bed covered in thin sheets. Carmen sighed and closed the door. The next day, Samantha was woken up by bright light entering though the window. She forced her eyes opened before she glanced up at Carmen drawing the curtains. " Samantha, you should wake up, it's past noon already," Carmen said. Samantha tried to get up and sat on the bed, a searing pain shot through her r

Banished to a desolate region, he perished by the roadside. As for Marcus, once a proud scholar, he reverted to his former state of idiocy, wandering the streets as a target of mockery and humiliation from all who saw him. But this time, there was no kind-hearted astral to grant him the Heart of Astral Clarity. In the end, I completed my tribulation, severed all ties of mortal love, and was bestowed the title of "The Heartless Astral."

How could I forget he won me to make my life a living hell? He’ll do whatever he feels like to do with my body. He’ll burn me with his slow flaming torture for the rest of my life and he doesn’t care about my pain, the pain which gives him satisfying pleasure. He will be more pleased watching me break with every breath I take in pain. And there is no one for me to save me from his torture which he always calls it as his love. And what would you name it? Maybe, ‘His Heartless Love'. “Too late, Angel.” His voice was heavy with cruel determination as the leather crop sliced through the thick silence and licked across my flushed flesh.

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.

"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?"

The pure worry in the man’s face made her jealous. “So it seems,” she whispered to herself and pursed her lips. Her hand unconsciously gripped the hem of her dress and wanted to shout at them to stop. To tell Leerion that he should stop stealing the people she likes. But she couldn't, she knew it was game over the moment Travis looked for Leerion instead of her. She already lost when Travis decided to let him touch him in such a way and long for his kisses. Catherine hitched a breath and felt like he was being suffocated, air leaving her body and her heart started to ache. For the second time, she lost someone to Leerion. But what hurts most was that, that someone was never hers, to begin wi