Empty Heart Novels & Stories

"Look into your heart and you'll see that you've lost the most important thing in your life." The Past Usher was silent. He didn't understand what Usher meant. But suddenly something made him freeze. The Past Usher's already pale face grew even paler. Now he looked like a corpse without blood or life. For there was only emptiness inside. The Past Usher shook his head weakly. No way. The Past Usher's heart was empty. His soul was hollow. His wolf spirit was dead. The Past Usher's roar thundered. His body slipped and fell to the ground, unstoppable by Usher. Gravity seemed to pull him into a pit of sorrow he had never felt before.

So when the sound of emptiness swift over me, in an instant I heard the cracking of my heart and its agonizingly silent cry. It’s over. •••

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His touch was filled with love. The feeling of emptiness seemed to vanish. My world was no longer empty but rather filled with his enticing aroma. My soul appeared to enter a gentle cradle, and I was saved beneath his beating heart. Ba-dump! Ba-dump! The heartbeats gradually calmed my nearly collapsing emotions.

| had gotten so used to the fact that | was simply irresistible. But what disturb me the most is that new girl, she is different, Her aura is different and she is like a closed book I am dying to read. She isn't like some other girl at the school throwing themselves at me, she is different and it feels like my charms have almost no effect on her. She fascinate me with every action of her and now, I just want to clear my head... My hands were aching to punch something and let all my stress out. | had walked in ready to relax when a sight | saw made me stop.

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”

"I just hope it hits hard enough to shatter you into pieces," Instead of anger, her face broke into a sweet, almost innocent smile, the contrast jarring. Then, her eyes locked onto Archie's, her voice taking on a softer, almost wistful tone. "Take care, ex. All the best. You'll know the truth one day, and maybe by then, it'll be too late; your heart will already be in pieces."

My heart felt like it had been hollowed out with a rusted spoon. So this… this is what heartbreak really feels like. Not a cinematic explosion of pain. Just… emptiness. Numbness. I stood up slowly, legs trembling under me like wet paper. The massive window at the far end of the room caught my eye. Outside, the sky was the color of lead. How strange! The world looked so calm, even as mine crumbled to ash. The figures rushed toward me again, voices sharp and urgent. But I didn't hear them anymore.

"It's okay. You're upset, and you need to let it out. I can take it. I'll wait for you. No matter how long it takes, I'll wait until you calm down." I curled my lips into a cold smirk, feeling nothing but contempt inside. He should've thought of that before. Only at this moment did I realize how peaceful and wonderful life could be without Ethan. Nevertheless, Ethan refused to leave and followed me around every day like a shadow, convinced that once my anger passed, I would go back with him and everything would return to the way it used to be. Little did he know that love, once lost, was irretrievable, and a dead heart could never be brought back to life.

The world was quiet. Too quiet. For Verina, the silence wasn't just in the air; it was inside her head, a vast, white space where her past used to be. She sat on a stone bench in a lush, private garden overlooking a coastline she didn't recognize. The sun felt warm on her skin, but it brought no comfort, just the dull, rhythmic ache of trying to remember a name, a face, or a life that had been scrubbed clean. She was a blank page, a person without a history, and the only thing she knew for certain was the emptiness in her chest where a heart should be.