Empty Heart Novels & Stories

of the First Void: had burrowed into her skin: draining the violet light and replacing it with a grey: lightless decay. "She’s being hollowed out from the inside," I whispered: my voice a vibrant melody that felt small in the vastness of the womb. My Tempered Heart drummed a steady sixty beat rhythm: the solar enzyme in my blood flaring with a protective heat as it sensed the presence of its ancient enemy.

I just mumble back to him. I'm not sure how long after he left I woke up fully, but the side he sleeps in is cold, so he must have left hours ago. Turning, I see the paper on the bed. I smile and reach for it. Turning it over, my eyes widen. The sketch shows a person with the centre of their body hollowed out and empty. There's no longer a heart there. I read the poem. Hollowed out Empty within Nothing lingers Nothing lives Cold spreads quickly

I couldn’t hear the shouting. Couldn’t feel the dust settling on my skin. Couldn’t even feel my own heartbeat. I just stared at him. Empty. Broken. Gone.

I loved him with all my heart and when he finally broke my heart, it was shattered to pieces and left me with nothing. Empty. That was the right word to describe what I was feeling right now, sitting on the couch and staring blankly at the TV. It felt like he just thrust his hand, past my rib cage, straight into my heart, and ripped it out. I knew there was no mere human who could actually do that yet for today, only tonight, I’d like to believe that what had actually happened because I couldn’t explain the hollow in my chest.

She drops like someone cut her strings. Dust hangs in the air, ghostly in the moonlight. For one beat, everything inside me is quiet. No hum. No pull. The bond is… wrong. Not there where it should be. Not entirely gone. An echo where a heartbeat should be. My chest feels hollow. Not the clean emptiness of something healed. The raw cavity of something ripped out. The absence is so jarring that I almost don’t recognize it as pain. Then the rest of me catches up.

That will always be true. Ela stared at him. She heard his words, but they did not reach her. They bounced off the hollow place inside her and fell to the ground, meaningless and cold. She wanted to feel something. Anything. Gratitude for his kindness. Sadness for what she had lost. Anger at Lukas for taking everything from her. But there was nothing. Just the hollow. Just the emptiness. Just the endless, silent void where her heart used to be.

The pressure had finally found the flaw in my armor. I pushed back my chair, not speaking, not crying, just moving. I had to get out. The air in the boardroom was toxic, suffocating me with their judgment and their fear. I walked out of the room, leaving the stunned silence behind. I didn't go to my office. I went to the nearest unoccupied, private space, the seldom-used executive stairwell. I sank onto the cold marble landing, curling into myself. No tears. No anger. Just a terrifying, complete emptiness. The exhaustion from years of grief, trauma, and fighting had finally broken through. I was alone, paralyzed by the weight of the war.

Dark and the feeling of emptiness covered her entire system as she was walking in an unknown place where she can't see anything but pure black and gray. Her brows furrowed as she tried to remember anything. And tears started streaming down on her cheeks as realization hit her hard. "My baby. No, Allus," she muttered. She looked around, searching for something that might help her get out of that place. But she couldn't find anything so, she decided to run. She didn't know where to go and which is north or south. She just need to try and do something.

I froze upon feeling an electric shock that struck my whole body when I felt his soft lips touch my ear, my breath getting heavier as I breathe, and I can feel my heart is throbbing fast as if someone is playing the drum inside it. What is causing this reaction in me? What exactly is going on with me? Why did I get so heated all of a sudden? He moved his face away from me and leaned his back to the backrest of his chair, “relax, I have no plan to do something that you think of me. I am also not interested in you,” he assured me. “That’s good! I’m relieved,” I sighed. It’s clear to me that I have no intention of falling for him but why do I feel something’s wrong in my mind and why do I sudde

The last time I felt this way was in highschool but I'll die before I let anyone know and ever since then I've not had such feeling. I chuckled a little as I remembered her laugh, it was so contagious, it's the kind of laugh you'll want to get back home to hear and this feeling is scaring the shit out of me. Back To Present Day " You need to get this girl out of your mind before it's too late" I thought closing my eyes for a brief moment. My phone beeped and I checked the ID before picking. "Hey man" Ace said from the other end "Hey what's up?" I asked putting a hand through my hair as I crashed on the bed.