Empty Heart Novels & Stories

His heart pierced with billions of needles and no one cared to help him to remove it. "Are you alright?" I asked He smiled and nodded. "It's just that, I still feel empty and lonely. I think I am stabbed with billions of needles right now, my heart is pierced of needles and I can't remove it, it's hurting me like hell," He simply answered.

But. I was still hoping I guess, that we would be able to work it out. I couldn't hate him, even when I had every reason to. After all, he was the only man I had ever loved. And he was the only man I was going to love. Because the heart is a bitch, you can't make it understand by reasoning with it. It forgets all the hurt someone caused you, all the pain, all the misery. It only remembers those moments when someone made you breathless. Over and over, it just runs toward one person. And unfortunately for me, that one person was Landon.

As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

And I—I was just the stubborn fool waiting by a stone tablet with another name on it, waiting for a vow that was never meant for me. I closed my eyes. Despair rose like cold water, covering my chin, then my eyes. A sudden flash of heat in my eyes was replaced by deeper coldness. My heart felt physically torn open—not bleeding, but empty. So empty I could hear the echo of wind passing through it. My wolf tried to offer me some warmth, but I could only clench my fingers, my nails pressing a dull ache into my palms.

It was like a poker game. Once I took the seat, dad broke the silence, "speak up, young man. What brings you to our home, and.." Before dad finished speaking, mom rubbed dad's arm that he'd laid on her shoulder. That way, dad posed, and mom nodded to Anthony. As soon as words left Anthony's lips, my heart skipped a beat, not once but nearly thrice. I could no longer feel my heartbeat. I became emotionless and motionless like a statue. Darkness grew in the room. My body became colder and colder. I could see Anthony's lips moving but couldn't get his words. Suddenly, darkness engulfed my eyes and world.

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I say at a low tone to her as I watch her looking at me with horror. " No..." She whispers. " I didn't realise it was a knife... I.. I... " That's stream down her cheeks as her body shakes slightly. She can't find how to put it into words. I know the feeling. The feeling of emptiness. Totally. No emotions, no words, no thoughts being totally empty. And that's when I see it. The emptiness taking over her eyes slowly... Just like it did mine years ago.. It eats ip your soul slowly until there's nothing left.

Maybe Jax Jones just needed some love. "I'm not going to deny what many people say because... damn, because it's true," I flicked the cigarette out the window, and leaned against the door, looking at his profile. He was already looking at me. "I just want to know the good things that no one admits you have. Although I don't think you're truly as bad as you make yourself out to be." "I am." I bit my lip and shook my head. "You're not as bad as you make yourself out to be; doing bad things, bad deeds, doesn't mean your attitude is so bad."

Maverick slowly followed Zero’s gaze. Grace laid there. In pool of her own blood. Naked and lifeless. Losing the control and obeying to his inner chaos, Mavwrick felt ground slipping beneath his feet. He had never been in love, it was always business and nothing more. He had done fair share of his deeds and sins in this lifetimes. He wasn’t a saint but he cared deeply for that.

"That illegitimate child of yours isn't worthy of this blood." She ground her heel into the red puddle, speaking with venom in every word. "I'd rather pour it out to water the flowers than give it to you." At that moment, Danielle felt her heart shatter, and even breathing became painful. The VIP room door slammed shut with a heavy thud, sealing Meghan and Taylor away from the chaos outside. Danielle stumbled back to Olivia's hospital room and cradled her cold body, tears falling onto her pale face. As despair slowly overwhelmed her, her phone screen lit up.