Glass Hearts Novels & Stories

Lin wei looked at the speeding cars in front of her, her eyes sour, "I had a miscarriage." She stood still for a moment, her phone buzzing in her bag. She didn't answer and continued walking forward. She got off the overpass and ahead was the most luxurious commercial district in the city. The exterior of the Guojin Center was adorned with a giant LED display screen, which was currently playing clips from the Chopin International Piano Competition.

“No my child, open your eyes like you are trying to see for the first time. Closing your eyes closes your sight within her mind and yours.” When I opened my eyes expecting to see her, I saw that I was stuck within a white hall with a few gold doors, red doors and black doors. “Good my child”, I heard her voice echo through the halls. I turned around trying to see her but she wasn’t there. “The gold ones represent her favorite memories. Red means her intimate ones and black means her dreadful ones”. I nodded my head and looked to the right where I saw a golden door. “Choose a memory for now and open it”.

"Everyone is just a nosy asshole. They just love spreading rumors about others." She watched Mahendra's expression change. He got out of his chair that he had been sitting on and approached her. She swallowed and took a step back. "Put your hands on the glass." "What? Why?" "Just trust me Subha. Do you?" She put both her hands on the glass. "But, can't they see my hands from down there? What would they think?" He put both his hands above hers. She took notice that they were much bigger than hers, yet they fit perfectly when they held each other's hands.

I plug my ear phone and pretend not to hear them. “Sing with us Harold!” and they are now singing so loud that even if my iPod is at its highest tune I can still hear them. I guess I fell asleep in anger of their song, the last thing I heard is a scream and as I try to open my eyes, a blinding light were covering us. I am trying to keep my eyes on focus as it gets clearer I could see a face of a woman. With deep blue eyes and a rosy white face, her lips were like cherry and she shine so bright then I lose sight. The next time I open my eyes I was in the hospital.

Jayden growled. “I will find her before you will, she will be mine!” he growled and disappeared before Gage could grab him. “So, what happened to her, where is she?” Gage asked. “She has been sent back to the past, she will not remember anything that has happened, she doesn’t know who we are. Her powers are bound until the wars break out again." Jayden said. “Gray Eyes has been rebound.” He said before disappearing into the darkness with the other vampires, until another war breaks out every supernatural realm would live in peace, Gray Eyes would remain asleep until she is needed again, wars always happen, how long would it last this time?

I never tire of her. Grace takes a seat next to me. From her stiff movements, I could tell that she was nervous. She interlocked her hands on the table, and it directed her gaze at the scenery outside. In the corner of the room, a vase of red roses arranged beautifully with green leaves added an interesting visual element. The flowers that were once blooming now look like a symbol of unspoken loss. “I don't know how to react to your return to the Blood Pack. My husband was so happy to hear about your return,” Grace said after a long silence. She took a deep breath, and I swear I saw a tired glint in her eyes.

The gold light pulses once, like a heartbeat. Like the Game itself remembers.

“Like a heartbeat that won’t stay in rhythm. It shows me one place, then another. Land. Water. Concrete. Old metal.” I swallowed. “So it’s moving.” “Or hiding,” she said. “Or reacting to you.” Great. It was obvious the starheart was charmed so that it wouldn't be found easily. I reached for one of the moonstone diagrams, my fingers trembling. A flicker of pale light ran up my arm, then faded fast. As if reacting to the mere images. Gabriel noticed. He always noticed things that has to do with me. “Hey,” he said softly.