Head And The Heart Another Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

A core of something unbreakable. She smiles softly at us, tucking a strand of her auburn hair behind one ear. "Let me tell you girls a story," she suggests, her voice deliberately measured. "Something to distract our thoughts until this passes. You all look like your hearts are going to explode right through your chests."

Her eyes told him she meant what she said. He smiled gently at her, but inside his evil heart was laughing evilly. He then hugged her in his arms. She hugged him back with a happy smile on her face. The sun who was watching them from the window sighed at Aurora's stupidity. Aurora didn't realize she was hugging the evil demon who wanted her head so badly. ********

Degh … My heart is beating

Only one person could and I was not mistaken when my eyes met his. "Funny how I want you far away from me, but at the same time, still want you near," he said into my ears and the feeling he had created inside of me erupted once again. "Then your heart seems to be telling you both the good and evil," I replied as he lifted his head and his eyes fixed on mine. "My heart tells me of good, but you're a crescent, my head says otherwise," he said to me. "These words sounds different and strange to me, but I do not fear rejection." I replied, squaring my chin.

Wayne felt as though a knife were carving straight into his heart. He refused to believe it. An act? If it was all an act, then what had he done these past months for Alma? He had taken from me the one thing my mother had left behind. He allowed Alma to hurt BunBun to the point of death. He even sided with Alma without question, pinning me down in the pond and nearly drowning me. Wayne did not dare to think any further. Fear crept in, inch by inch, swallowing his heart whole. He could not help but cover his face and sob quietly, only realizing what had truly happened later.

The story was just beginning. End of Chapter 140

The kind that didn’t just enter your orbit — he made you aware you were already in his. She angled toward the bar, fingers brushing the satin clutch at her side. If Leo noticed, he didn’t show it. But Cass knew better. Men like him noticed everything. Cass offered a polite, noncommittal smile. “Sounds like you’ve got quite the story,” she said, keeping it vague. “Stories make the world go round, Ms…?” Grant—his name stitched into his leather portfolio—leaned in. She sipped her drink before answering. “Blake. Cassandra Blake.” One of her safe, untraceable names.

"This is the 99th time you got 'cold feet', so when will we attempt another escape to round it up to 100? "You never wanted to marry me in the first place, did you, Xavier? You've just been toying with me this whole time." Xavier's eyes widened, and shame welled up in him when he realized Aurora had seen through his plans. "I… That's not true. You know how much I love you, Rory." Aurora let out a self-deprecating laugh. "And yet… your love isn't even enough to save our baby." Her face was ashen as she rested a hand on her stomach, as if bidding the baby that had been in there farewell.

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Silence follows, heavy on the skin. “But,” I continue, stepping even closer, “I can come back. Often. And I can listen. I can learn your stories. I can teach my children, when I have them, to listen too.” I reach out, not touching the Heart, but holding my hand toward its light. “The thread doesn’t have to be short and tight. It can be long and strong. If we both hold on.” Now the cave grows quieter. As the Heart beats, it thinks. Then stillness returns.