Dead Hearts Song Novels & Stories

I remember telling him that whenever I hear this song I forget all my worries for the time being. So this is what he is doing, he wants to take away every good memories from me and replace them with a bad ones. Now whenever I will hear this song I am going to burn remembering this day. I took a deep breath and stopped feeling anything, I just numbed my senses to make it easier for me. "You are not to stop unless I say so" he added casually. After what seems like an hour he finally stopped the music and taunted, "Very good whore you did a very good job and it's time for your reward . Didn't I tell you that you would have to earn every bite of food you eat. And I know you must be starving afte

I walk into my hotel room angrily "The fuck" I flinch in shock. There is someone behind the curtains. How did….How did he get here? Or is it a she? "Hey" I scream half frightened. "I'm going to kill you," the ghost-like person says with a horrifying voice. "Who the fuck are you" still in fear I walk closet to take a look. The ghost suddenly flips the curtains and covers me with them. It's a girl, obviously. She moves swiftly and locks the door. Shit. How did she even get in?

She flipped through the channels until she settled on someone singing about Demons. “When you feel my heat, Look into my eyes It’s where my demons hide, Don’t get too close It’s dark inside It’s where my demons hide At the curtain’s call, It’s the last of all When the lights fade out, All the sinners crawl So they dug your grave—” I was so lost in the song and those words that Daisy had to touch my shoulder to get my attention. “You okay?” I nodded. ‘This song... It’s very beautiful.’

She’s 20 years old by now, surely she is a beautiful lady… same as my mother. My head is too occupied that I missed to see the traffic light changed into red, before I realized A sixteen-wheeler truck smash the left side of my car, like a lightning. I bounced many times and a blinding light covers me. There are people around me, a woman with a cherry lip and a figure of a man. I’ve been here before; I saw this before. That’s what my mind is telling me. I am trying to regain my consciousness as I try to figure out who is this woman holding me, or is there even a woman… am I dead? Who are they, they are speaking but my ears cannot hear. I try to be conscious but my eyes were heavy... I cannot

Soon, he passed out and was dragged out by the firefighters. The wedding hall quickly burned to the ground, and only one charred body was found. At the same time, I escaped through the secret tunnel that was arranged ahead of time. Then, I boarded a flight to Hasson. Only a dead true love hurts more than a lost first love. The guilt from those memories would be enough to keep a man loyal for eternity. This was what Nathan owed the woman I used to be, and I wanted him to live with that guilt forever! … When Nathan woke up in the hospital, my fake ashes were already being prepared for burial.

All it took was a single sentence to stir her into this fury? He stepped closer, studying every subtle expression on her face in the dim night. As if he wanted to witness the pain of her accepting the truth, he deliberately said, "There's no need to be so surprised. What I'm saying is a fact. Otherwise, why would I let you stay here?" Ariel's fists trembled, but her gaze remained sharp and unforgiving. Samson didn't like seeing her like this, but he didn't mind. He leaned down toward her. "Ariel, Jayson's dead. He's not in this world anymore. You need to move on."

"I won't make the same mistakes again. I promise you." It seemed like the first time in my life I had seen her cry like this. If this had happened before, maybe I would have cared. But not anymore. I quietly stepped back to put distance between us. My voice was indifferent. "What's done is done. Just sign the divorce papers as soon as possible." Perhaps because I was too cold, Scarlett cried even harder. "No. I won't sign." "Whether you sign or not doesn't matter to me anymore." I pointed to my chest. "This is dead. It won't beat for you again.

A song I’m familiar with, Hold on by Chord Overstreet bursts through the speakers. This song breaks my heart because I feel every emotion and every word sung. It gives me a vivid memory of a tragedy I’m still trying to forget, one that gives me nightmares til this day. Before I know it, I am singing along to it. “I can’t imagine a world with you gone, the joy and the chaos, the demon’s we’re made of. I'd be so lost if you left me alone..you locked yourself in your bathroom. Laying on the floor when I break through, I pull you in to feel your heartbeat. Can you hear me screaming please don’t leave me. Hold on, I still want you. Come back I still need you-” My voice cracks and the tears I di

Natasha yelled in in order to be heard above the sounds of the rain. “Come on guys!” Paul yelled, tugging on Natasha’s hand. “My house is just around the corner! Let’s cross the road.” The three of them crossed the road together, the rain soaking up their clothes. By the time they got to the other side of the road, they were shivering and trembling from cold.

THEME : HAUNTED NIGHTMARES AND BITTER MEMORIES THEME SONG : WHERE DO BROKEN HEARTS GO BY WHITNEY HOUSTON Many people have a very bitter and painful past, those past usually comes to haunt them no matter how hard they tried to appear strong, fearless and ruthless. Those past sometimes comes in form of nightmares or sometimes flashes in your head or mind. Those past are always stuck in your head, they are so hard to forget. Let me stop here so as not to bored you with my long speech.