Glass Hearts Novels & Stories

She picked a dress but then again left it, she looked at where Fleur and Natasha had been standing a moment ago and figured they where in the fitting room, she unlocked her phone and typed a message to say she had gone to the jewellery section, "we'll find you there," Tasha replied, she walked there and started looking for a pair of earrings or necklace she could pair with the evening dress she chose to wear for the appreciation party the night after the wedding. She was looking at the necklaces, bracelets, bangles, rings, anklets and all other accessories displayed but still didn't like any, she moved closer to the necklaces looking gracefully one by one, everything was either to big or

After a while, she sees the shadow which tries to kiss her. Beside the wall, Honey’s eyes are very transparent. Hence, her bright eyes could see to the outside, even if the wall is covering to her eyes. Her golden heart is strongly beating to the shadow which has centered on her. Well, she has turned to the left side, yet her mind is crossing to the shadow which has centered to her eyes. To that, her heart couldn’t breathe well. Immediately, her feet are quickly standing.

Horrified Ruby, Garnet and I move away as far as possible. The doors don't hold out long, my breath hitches when the door shatters and Ahriman steps inside. He immediately swipes and slashes Amethyst's chest. She screams in horror and pain. Ahriman doesn't blink an eye and tears out her throat. Emerald stands frozen, Ahriman swipes her chest with one claw and with the other he tears out her throat.

he hums. “I didn’t even say anything.” “You don’t need to… I watch you.” And that does something to me. Something warm. Something deep. Something terrifyingly sweet… a feeling that wraps around my ribs and holds tight. His words settle inside me like a match touching oil. The third item flashes on the screen. A glass sculpture, hand blown, shaped like a blooming flower. Soft pink… delicate… fragile beauty. And God… something in me connects to it instantly. It feels like femininity made solid. Like softness given form. Like something gentle that refuses to break.

Nicholas’s POV My heart slammed against my chest so hard I thought it might crack my ribs. Each beat echoed in my ears like a war drum, drowning out every sound in the room. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. Hazel’s hands had glowed—bright, electric blue light dancing across her fingers like living lightning. She quickly hid them behind her back, but it was too late. I had seen it. And the image was now burned into my mind forever.

I cried looking into his eyes again before three long kisses are placed onto my lips and finally, I’m pulled away by Grace who also had tears in her own eyes as she looked to Ezra. The glass roses of our loved ones tightly held in my hands… I just hoped his wouldn’t be added to the bunch.

Upset, she waited until Jordan wasn't around and smashed everything that was related to Hazel. As she destroyed those things, she laughed. "So long as Hazel doesn't exist in this world, Jordan will be mine forever." She thought that by doing this, he wouldn't think of her when he saw her things anymore. To her surprise, Jordan mercilessly pushed her down the stairs. "If you touch any of Hazel's things again, I'll gouge your eyes out." It was actually Hazel's eyes that he couldn't bear to part with. However, if this happened again, he wouldn't forgive her.

And there's more to this 'gift'? Fingers touch my face and the blindfold flips back. Blinking a little against the light, I see my Master looking down at me. Soft-eyed, he murmurs, "My beautiful Elizabeth." Then his smile turns wicked. "Time for the next part of your gift, my Love. I thought you would like to admire it before I fit it to you." He holds up a hand, displaying… Oh, God… The silvery surface reflects my face, weirdly curved over the tapered head and the wasp-waisted stem. Flipping it over, he displays the flattened base, set with a single sparkling glass gem, its facets slicing light into green shards.