Depraved Heart Book Novels & Stories

My hands had gone cold around the pages. It was transactional in a way that made the word transactional feel insufficient, it was too clean, too clinical for what it actually was. I had been a clause. A line item. A mechanism for securing capital. And then I reached page eleven, and the floor of my understanding dropped out from under me entirely.

Harrison held nothing but air, yet it didn't seem to matter to him. Tears welled in his eyes as he stared at me, his gaze lingering on every curve of my face. "Daisy, I finally found you! I've been losing my mind thinking about you! "Daisy, please come back with me. I know the truth about Kate now. She's nothing but a manipulator. She framed you before, but I've made sure she's in prison now. "The pregnancy was a lie. All she wanted was my money. Daisy, I know I messed up. Please, come back. I'll do anything you ask."

"Are you thinking about your mom again? Do not think about it anymore. You have me now. I am your family." I leaned against his chest and listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Each heartbeat pressed into me like a blunt knife, carving a deeper ache inside. I thought, 'He's always so kind and dependable. How could this man be one of the people who killed my mother?' When Caleb abandoned my mother to care for Olivia, Ryan seemed like a savior. He arrived with a doctor in tow, a supposed beacon of hope slicing through the shadows. Now, I understood the truth. That doctor never came to save her; he came to take her heart. This explains why my mother's funeral was so swift.

He yanked my hair so hard that my scalp felt like it would tear. "You had a good sleep, didn't you? Why wasn't it you who died back then, you venomous bitch?" Adrian shoved me to the floor and continued, "Peggy's baby almost didn't make it. A killer like you should pay the price of your actions." I smirked and stopped struggling. For some reason, I felt surprisingly calm. My heart had been broken years ago, shattered by Adrian's relentless torment. The needle pierced my vein, and blood flowed steadily through the tube. My lips lost all color, turning cracked and pale. My fingers began to tremble, growing weaker as they rested on the bedrail. Gradually, my surroundings started to fade.

" Queenie took another swig, her eyes red with tears. "It's because I'm lonely, Niels. I'm so lonely. Everyone thinks I'm a sinner. Your mother and Leroy refuse to see me. I think of you every time I return to that house, and my heart aches so much!" Queenie pounded her chest in despair as tears streamed down her face. The old me wouldn't have been able to bear watching her and would have taken her into my arms. But now, my expression was cold and indifferent. Queenie had always loved only herself; her so-called sincerity and love were utterly worthless.

"Do you need something?" His eyes filled with obvious sorrow, his voice trembling slightly. "Could we... maybe talk for a bit? I know I made a lot of mistakes in the past. But I'd like to talk with you, even if it's just this one last time." Seeing his defeated appearance, I felt no stir of emotion inside. The memories that had once kept me awake at night, that had once broken my heart, now felt distant and unfamiliar. After a brief hesitation, I gave a small nod and led him toward a secluded corner.

I am not redeemable. Which is why you need to stop reading because I will definitely break your heart and shatter every bit of hope you have for me. But then again I don't care about your feelings. I have never cared for anyone's feelings. I am a self-centered man who only cares for himself and himself alone and in the process, I am about to lose the greatest gift life has ever given to me. Ava Jones. But do I still care? So I am warning you one last time, find something else to read because I will break you and you would curse the day you read this prologue.

The day the exam rankings are released and I claim the top spot is also my older sister's birthday. During the birthday party, everyone asks what she wishes for. She turns her head and looks straight at my fiance, her red lips curving into a smile. "I want first place. Can you give it to me, Professor Howard?" The man lowers his eyes, saying nothing. The next day, my name disappears from the top of the rankings. After that, I fail to place five times in a row. When I confront my fiance, he simply hands me a slice of sponge cake and says, "Your sister has it hard. If she can't place first at Imperial Academy five consecutive times, she'll be forced into an arranged marriage with that cri

Carson woke up in empty room. Cleaned and changed. He was wearing fresh cloths. And he was wondering why he didn’t feel any movement... He sat up pulling the duvet and a sting of pain shot at his bottom... He cursed Russell but inside, his heart was fluttering with so much love. He wanted him for whole night. And he gave himself to Carson as long as he wanted. He loved his men... Though one was surely considerate. While the other one... Not to mention he was a MONSTER.

After my wife, April Carter, gives birth to my child, I'm forced to quit my job and become a full-time stay-at-home dad. Before long, I spiral into severe depression. Countless times, I press a knife to my wrist, only for her to desperately throw her arms around me as I break down in hysterics. "Don't do this! Think about the baby and me! We're right here with you!" My brother, Lucas Getz, and my best buddy, Thomas Balfour, each grab a knife and press it against their own wrists. "If you want to die, we'll die with you," they declare. "Are two lives enough for you?" After that day, I fully commit to my treatment, determined not to let anyone else get hurt because of me. But just when I