Depraved Heart Book Novels & Stories

He really was speaking from the bottom of his heart… Why? Why did he have to wait until that moment? It was too late for that! My heart was already broken. Even if we managed to fix it, there would still be a hideous scar on it. My tears rolled down like rain, and the pain I had was mixed with hatred. I pushed him away like a lunatic, telling him to get lost. However, his body weakly fell to the ground, and I was stunned by what had happened so suddenly. I reached out my foot to kick him a little. "Stop playing dead. Yoel? Yoel!"

Stripping protected lands for corporate gain while flashing a winning smile for the cameras, the public façade of a champion overshadowed Stacey’s ruthless ambition. Anger surged within me as I clenched my jaw, a mix of love and disappointment coursing through my veins. I had once cherished her and had put my faith in her vision of a better world, but that vision was built on deceit and self-interest. It served as a warning sign that I could no longer ignore. I realized it was time to reclaim my voice and stand against her, even if it meant being the one to ignite the flames that would burn her carefully constructed world to the ground.

the assistant replied. His assistant handed him the donation agreement that I had signed. Joseph did not take it. He turned his face away, and his shoulders trembled violently. Despair radiated from him. Yvette felt extremely happy inside after confirming that I was dead. However, she felt furious about receiving my heart.

"You… How did I never realize that you were such a cruel person?" He grabbed her by the collar and screamed, "That was my daughter! She was a human! And I killed her for someone like you!" Ruby shook him off and sneered, "Look at yourself. You're just a poor doctor. Do you really think I would marry you?" She spat at him. Xavier showed his true colors as well and said cruelly, "You're too stingy. Your daughter deserves to die!" Charles let out a guttural scream, pushed to the edge of a complete mental breakdown.

The second his fingers grazed the cover, the room shuddered. The walls groaned. The lightbulb overhead flickered wildly and burst, raining glass like frozen stars. A howling wind whipped through the room though no windows were open. The floor beneath them trembled, and a low, guttural voice emerged from the very shadows. “You misunderstand… little sinners.” Zephyr screamed and scrambled back. Alexa stiffened. “It was never the book’s will. It is merely a gate. The fault lies not with the book, but with the heart that bore the desire.”

Welcome to parrrt 2, of “Heart of a Betrayed Wife!” (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠). Keep on supporting my book, my awesome readers. I joined a contest, and hopefully, I'm going to be serious with the updates of this book. So, I need your support for that to happen. Also, I welcome my newest readers. This book is book 2. Book 1 is also on this platform and is titled: “Heart of a Betrayed Wife”, like I had mentioned above.

She was going to live through this, she had to be strong; it wasn't the end of the world. Najmah's heart was breaking but wasn't that what she had fervently prayed for? To love so deep that she wouldn't be able to breath when that love was taken away from her, to feel the intense pain of a heartbreak. And right then, she wished she had never asked for such emotions; love was as intoxicating as it was suffocating and heartbreak, heartbreak was an emotional phase she would never want her enemy to go through. Was this how Afet felt when Aslan left her? The irony of their situation; he left Afet for her and now, he has left her too.