Dark Heart Novel By Sumiya Baloch Novels & Stories

My hands were shaking so badly that I almost dropped the keys. Once I got inside, I slammed the door and started the engine. Tears blurred my vision as I drove out of the compound. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I had just seen. Rafael… and Mimi. My chest tightened painfully. I loved Rafael with all my heart. I had trusted him completely. And yet he had betrayed me with my own sister. The thought made my stomach twist. I pressed harder on the gas until I finally stopped in front of a crowded club. The loud music spilling out of the building made my head pound, but I didn’t care.

Ivy wanted to claim a mate bond that Nathan’s conscious mind rejected. And I was caught in the middle of all of it, wanting something I couldn’t have and rejecting something I should want. I cried until I had no tears left, until my eyes were swollen and my throat was raw. Then I just sat there in the darkness, holding myself together as best I could and wondering how everything had gotten so impossibly complicated. The sun was starting to rise outside my window, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange. “I need to go out”

Their attention hits me like a storm and instinctively, I grip his arm tighter, fingers trembling against the fabric of his suit, holding him as if he is the only anchor in a world spinning too fast. I don’t know who he is. But everyone else seems to. And somewhere deep inside, beneath fear and confusion and the weight of everything I’ve lost— a chilling truth settles in my bones. I am not here by accident. I am here because he chose me. And whatever this night is… it isn’t a beginning. It feels like the continuation of something I don’t remember— something darker than my nightmares. “Tonight, we celebrate the engagement of Rosie and Rhys Rathore.”

Just real. “You were alive,” he said, like that covered everything. “There are plenty of people alive. You didn’t drag them home.” He almost smiled—just a tiny lift, the kind that changes the air. “None of them had what you’ve got in your chest.” She went still. “You can see it?” “I feel it. What is it?” She looked at her hands, neat and bandaged, cared for by someone a little too practiced. “I don’t know. Wen Lihua. I was—am?—the Wen Clan’s failed daughter. Couldn’t cultivate. Three days ago, I survived a fire. Now something in me just—” she set her hand over her heart, “burns.”

Ayat hadn't spoken a word till now. "Ayat! You are scaring me, " Arham said, holding her hands in his hands. Ayat looked at him and then quickly avoided eyes from him. "She said I am going to die soon," Ayat said, staring at their hands. "What? " Arham asked, feeling like someone snatched the ground from under his feet. "Isn't it funny? The problem is in the brain but because of it, I am going to get a heart attack, " Ayat said in a sarcastic tone. Arham pulled her in a hug with a jerk.

So I think we can move from there to a deeper feeling. Christina, the one and only lady of my heart, I know as well that your heart beat faster when you were with me. I'm a vampire, I have acute senses, so you can't hide something like that from me. If this is not a sign that you have at least similar feelings towards me, then you can stab a stake straight into my heart, cut off my head and burn my body to ashes so that I will never rise again. Because if I can't love and adore you for eternity, my life will be completely meaningless. I have been alone for so long that for me rejection equals death. Forgive me for writing such things, and if it sounds like blackmail, but I write everything h

I will never know if he abandoned us or my mother abandoned him. And... I will never get a chance to see that beautiful darkness in his eyes again. In that moment, I suddenly felt a strange thing all over my body. I could feel the heat inside, it felt as though I was burning. It felt strange yet somehow very familiar. Warmth from that burning feeling. Warmth from fire. Then I opened my eyes. My oppressor was couple of meters away, wild and ready to attack. But what surprised me was the reflection I saw in the werewolf's eyes.

I replied, my eyes fell on the box Zemia had gifted me. “Are you okay Luna!.” Liam asked and sat at the same couch Zemia had sat on. I stared at him, he was good looking but Zemia was…. he was different. He is fascinating. Zemia has blue diamond-like eyes with something like fireflies flapping its wings inside it. I shocked my head when I realized I was fantasising about a man I just met, what’s up with me and men lately. First I met Marshal, my good Samaritan , Aiden the man of many dreams and now Zemia the sexy Demon.