Novel & Cerita Dark Heart By Sumiya Baloch

The next morning I woke up with a headache and blurry memories of last night. While showering i recalled a few memories of last night and it turned out that i carried leah to here. Realising my dumbness, I went to apologise to her. She was in the shower. We need to talk…’’, I said, taking in her teary face. She was crying but why? ‘’Go on, i'm listening.’’ ‘’I am soo fucking sorry, I was drunk and I couldnt get over the fact that aliyah broke things up yesterday. I don't know why. I'm so sorry, I regret it, I shouldn't have agree to this.’’

The reason my heart beats, the reason I can breathe, the only thing that keeps the darkness from swallowing me whole. The only force strong enough to keep me from becoming the monster the world has made me.

Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can tell me if I was wrong or right" I don't know when my fingers has typed the title of the book and it's author and now I was at A****n Kindle page. In the page, the book cover is designed with white background and then it had a broken shaped hearts on the background with the title written in red 'Shattered Hearts' and it's author name below the cover Micaela Alvarado. Seeing this book again sent turbulence to my heart like in the afternoon when I'd seen it.

"That's you. You make my heartbeat," I sighed deeply and he tightened his arms around me as we stood there. We both had darkness in our lives and within each other but I knew if we can stay this way, working through the differences and getting closer to each other with each passing day, it will all turn out fine. It has to. After all, there was hardly anything in this world that love can't conquer, isn't it? ______________________

Each time she thought maybe she was on the edge of fully losing consciousness the bone deep pain from the beating she had just received would rip her back to reality. Unable to fall into darkness Summer began allowing herself to think of Asher. His smiling face still to this day brought her light, even if she would never be able to tell him. When she would be beaten, tortured, or locked away for insolence she would think of him and whatever she was experiencing didn't seem all that bad. With Asher's image dancing across her closed eyelids Summer finally drifted into sweet oblivion. The feeling of being touched roused Summer from her fevered sleep. Whoever it was untying her was doing it wi

Due to the struggle, the towel which is the only clothing that covered her body was gradually removed. Candy’s anxiety attacks even more, in panic and fear, her mind was totally blocking out, she did not know what to prioritize. Whether she would cover her whole body with her hands or push the man away from her. Because of the confusion, Candy started to cry. Giving up herself to the man beside her and let him do whatever he wanted tonight. She will just blindly accept this disaster, knowing her strength against the man, she will never win the fight. When Candy started to cry, the man hugged her tightly.

He had given her a nasty betrayal and this Zahara has something in her mind for him. Sahir swirled Zoya and she giggled. After ten years, Sahir managed to bring peace to his house. Though Karma made him leave the Mafia world he knew the Mafia world will not leave him easily. Karma's game wasn't easy but Sahir didn't give up because of Zoya again. For the world, he has become the simple ordinary man who loves his wife but in the dark graveyard behind his mansion, there was one more grave buried at the time of the sunset.

He said. I glared at him then, all the cheesiness gone, before pushing him away from me. "Just so you know, I'm not sharing this cake with you." I said, picking up the delicious cake. "Sadly, this lazy-ass person loves chocolate more than you." He rolled his eyes before looking up at the sky. "One day your heart will only be mine, Anderson." It already was. 

He's such a fan of him. Switching sides, aren't you? I just want to help you with your confusion. "Fine," I finally agreed even though it sounded like a dismissal. "Let's dance and get over with it." A crook smile plastered on Demitri's face. However, even with the smile, his face looked hard as ever like some sort of granite in its finest. And those eyes of his. Two pools of darkness waiting for someone to be drowned into it. He's like a walking tragedy, a storm that could destroy anything if he wants.

"Get up. You're going to make this up to me. I have a job for you. And you'd better not fuck it up." I scrambled to my feet. I kept my head low, but I tried my best to read her expressions. It was the easiest way for me to read what a person really meant. Her dark eyes scared me. They were full of power and vengeance. I'd never seen anyone with so much hate in their soul before. "What can I assist you with, Blessed Karma? I would give my life to you." And I really would. Karma dictated everyone's life. This was one force of nature I really didn't want pissed off at me. I really did make a grave mistake.