Haunt Your Heart Out Novels & Stories

I can’t think about anything else. “Every shiver, every breath you take, I feel it. I’m in the shadows behind your eyes, tracing your pulse, tasting your fear. You can’t hide, you can’t run because I’m already inside you, haunting every corner of your mind. Even in your dreams, I’m there, dragging you back to me. You belong to the darkness I’ve made. and I will follow you until there’s nothing left but the echo of me in your soul.” I whispered “Do you hear me?” I inhaled her sweet scent “Do you hear the echo of my stoned heart?” I chuckled, eyeing at her squishy lips.

Taking them to heaven and bringing them to pure bliss. Needing to catch her breath, she broke the mutual contact and watched as his eyes opened to gaze into the darkest part of her. "I have a request." She let out. Her heart beating so fast. "What request?" He asked. His breath coming out in gasps. "I need you to promise to never break my heart_" the tears rushed down her cheeks without a warning. "I need you to handle my heart with care. I_" her voice was so unsteady that it shook.

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

HAZEL My heart races like a wild horse as I find myself trapped in a nightmare come to life. Alpha Hunter looms over me, his presence suffocating, his intentions dark and sinister. Every single thing in me screams to run, to fight, but his grip on my arm is like an iron vice, holding me in place against the cold, unforgiving wall.

Predatory. Fear seized me. My body moved before I could think. My heels clicked against the concrete, echoing wildly as I ran. My breath came in sharp bursts, my heartbeat roaring in my ears. Then I heard it soft at first, curling through the air like smoke. A melody. A voice. Shadows crawl across the floor, Whispers haunt behind the door. Heartbeat fast, you cannot hide, I’m the shadow at your side. The song crawled into the dark, seeping into every corner. I stumbled, glancing back, but saw nothing. Only his voice, that haunting sound, wrapping around me like a whisper meant for my fear alone.

𝙈𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩. 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙. 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡...𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬� �𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

“Show me your heart, Rosemary Blackhollow. Show me what you’re willing to sacrifice.” The ground beneath me cracked and splintered, a deep, bone-chilling sound echoing through the wasteland. I staggered, trying to keep my balance, but a searing pain erupted in my chest. It felt as though claws were tearing through my heart, pulling me apart from the inside. A scream tore from my throat, raw and primal, as I clutched at the invisible force wreaking havoc within me.

THEME : HAUNTED NIGHTMARES AND BITTER MEMORIES THEME SONG : WHERE DO BROKEN HEARTS GO BY WHITNEY HOUSTON Many people have a very bitter and painful past, those past usually comes to haunt them no matter how hard they tried to appear strong, fearless and ruthless. Those past sometimes comes in form of nightmares or sometimes flashes in your head or mind. Those past are always stuck in your head, they are so hard to forget. Let me stop here so as not to bored you with my long speech.

"A voice whispered in my head. 'Who are you? 'I asked in my head 'Am you Carmella... 'It replied back 'You are me?' 'Yes Carmella ' 'What do you mean by let my heart shine bright and guide me? ' I asked but no response 'Hello...?? are you still there? ' I asked but no one replied Damn it!!! Where did the voice go too? Now am stuck with a puzzle in a dark room Isn't this amazing (≧∇≦) What does let ur heart shine and guide you??? How does my heart shine??? I frowned but shook my head.... I breathed out heavily and tried to find a light in my heart..... trying to meditate This Aren't working I sat down frustrated in the dark.....

Kian adds, “And hear your heart beating. Too fast.” “Fuck. I hate you all,” I growl, reaching past Frost for the towel on the rack. I step over the edge of the tub, wrapping the towel around me, but I have no room to maneuver. They don’t budge, the three of them forming a wall, barring me from leaving the room. “You’re haunted,” Frost says simply. “Talk to us. Maybe it will ease your mind.” But I can’t. Putting my deepest, darkest thoughts out into the universe feels like it would do the opposite of easing my mind.