Dead Hearts Song Novels & Stories

I headed to the parking lot and got in my car and started the engine then I left the house. I turned on my music player in the car. And at the exact time, it was playing a part of my favorite song. It's Evanescenes, just so you know I'm a big fan of their band. It's just that, their song are so beautiful. My Heart Is Broken By: Evanescence “All body feel that I will never find a way to heal my soul And I will wonder till the end of time Torn away from you My heart is broken... Sweet sleep my dark angel...

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.

❤ THEME SONG RELATED TO THIS CHAPTER ❤ ❤This City Song by Sam Fischer ❤ ❤I've been seeing lonely people in crowded rooms Covering their old heartbreaks with new tattoos It's all about smoke screens and cigarettes Looking through low lights at silhouettes But all I see is lonely people in crowded rooms This city's gonna break my heart This city's gonna love me then leave me alone This city's got me chasing stars It's been a couple of months since I felt like I'm home Am I getting closer to knowing where I belong? This city's gonna break my heart She's always gonna break your heart, oh I remember mornings when my head didn't hurt And I remember nights when art didn't feel like work She wakes u

“Male bears are shown who our partner is in a dream the night we turn thirteen. It gives us time to search them out and find them so that when we turn eighteen, we can officially claim them. When I turned thirteen, the Mother Spirit showed me Taylor, my little cousin’s best friend. That was when she became my sunshine, and I loved that girl with everything I had. I graduated from high school a few months before I turned eighteen, and I wanted to travel and live. I figured my partner would be waiting when I got back. I needed money to do everything I wanted, so I became Hades. Nobody’s better at killing than I am. To you, it may not be anything to be proud of, but it was something I had creat

“Don’t stop, okay?” “I know!” I hissed, trying not to trip. The tempo quickened suddenly, forcing everyone to scramble to keep up. Sweat ran down my spine, my lungs burning. The song was chaos—rising, falling, then stopping again without warning. Every pause was a nightmare. Every second of silence stretched forever. Each time, someone failed. Each time, the statue sang another high, horrible note and someone disappeared. We were down to maybe half the room when I almost made my own fatal mistake.

My heart hammered against my ribs as I felt my knees trembling in nervousness. This was the moment I’d dreaded: the start of my misery. How I wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole. Death felt preferable to marrying a stranger, to facing a future I couldn't even imagine.

“ Sunday mornings were your favorite I used to meet you down on Woods Creek Road You did your hair up like you were famous Even though it's only church where we were going Now Sunday mornings, I just sleep in It's like I buried my faith with you I'm screaming at a God, I don't know if I believe in 'Cause I don't know what else I can do I'm still holding on to everything that's dead and gone I don't wanna say goodbye 'cause this one means forever Now you're in the stars and six feet's never felt so far Here I am alone between the heavens and the embers Oh, it hurts so hard for a million different reasons You took the best of my heart and left the rest in pieces Digging through your old birthd

If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather So, before you go Was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting? It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless ♪ I groaned trying to tune the radio to another channel. It was as if the universe was reading my mind by playing songs that made me feel worse than ever. ♪I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you 'cause I find it hard to take When people run in circles, it's a very, very Mad world Mad world Mad world

We need to move on, or we will never sleep. “Song of the Day,” I prompt. “You have major feelings for the sociopath in the seat beside you...” He has no idea, so I continue. “You have major feelings for the killer in the seat beside you.” Jackson says, “I know it’s from a DC Comics movie, but I don’t know who sings it. I think the title is ‘Heathens.’” “It is Twenty-One Pilots,” I inform him. “Phone me once and I am there to make the sunny hours all better...” Jackson whispers softly.

Whatever warmth had been left in his eyes was now completely gone. "Let's just pretend we never had a son like you, you ungrateful bastard. "My only son is already dead. You killed him." He waved his hand wearily, as if every last bit of strength had been drained out of him. "Get him out of here." "No—!!!" Roger's scream was dragged out into the rain until it faded completely. Casey stood perfectly still, her face unreadable. Only when his voice had disappeared did she slowly turn and walk toward the exit.