Novel & Cerita Head And The Heart Another Story

Taking the bottle from his hand, Vanessa took a sip. Looking at Megan and Bryan, Justin smiled, "They look happy together, don't they?" "They do," she smiled. "Well, I have never seen Bryan so happy and crazy over a girl in twenty-nine years of our existence." "Megan seems to like him alot too." Turning towards her, Justin asked, "What about you?" "What about me?" She asked. Pausing for a while, he answered, "You seem to have a lot of things hidden in your heart and eyes." When she raised her brows, he added, "Did I not tell you that I can read a beautiful woman's eyes?"

My feet felt nailed to the floor. In the end, I ran. I hated myself for it. I was too much of a coward even to confront them. I wandered the streets alone. Everywhere around me, people walked in pairs or groups. Couples held hands. Families laughed together. Friends huddled beneath umbrellas. Everyone seemed to belong somewhere. I did not. The sky darkened overhead. Then the rain came without warning. Heavy drops pounded against my skin, sharp enough to hurt. I curled up on a street corner, letting the rain soak me through while my tears blurred the world into streaks of light and shadow.

Ane remarked, “But the stories that you have spoken earlier are one of the best stories you ever told.” She paused, “I love how their affection for each other conquered hardship and trials, and how they chose their significant one against temptations that try to lure them away, yet, tragedy, none of are able to stop that from coming. It is quite sad actually.” She bowed her head due to sadness. “You haven’t finished about the despicable boy and innocent girl, though.” She added. “That story is yet to end, my dear. It is up to both how they’re planning to end it.”

We sat in silence for a few seconds then she began with fake seriousness l. "What if it's my mom? She could be in labour? Or what if George Clooney came to our house and proposed to her?" Disbelief. I stared at her in disbelief. "Neenee's not even almost pregnant! And George Clooney? Really? Bitch please!" i retorted and her response was her staring at me like I was extremely stupid just like I was her a moment ago. "Kleo," she started out slowly like she was trying to explain something to a retard, "you can't be almost pregnant. You either are, or you aren't."

*“The ink doesn’t follow the pen. The ink is the story.” I wasn't the Origin anymore. I didn't have the violet blood. But I had something the Auditor didn't understand. I had the **Truth**. I didn't look at the wolf. I looked at Rowan. "Rowan, look at me," I said. My voice was no longer a scream. It was a command. Rowan looked up. His eyes were full of fear, but they were also full of a strange, budding trust. "I’m going to tell you a story," I said. "And I need you to listen. Not with your head, but with your heart. Because your heart is the only part of you that Malphas couldn't buy."

Author’s POV “Would you like to hear my story?” she asked and her voice came out just as a whisper. Chase felt her heartbeat increasing to an abnormal level where their bodies were connected, when she mentioned the words ‘my story’. He didn’t say anything for a moment and just rubbed her back with his palm. He placed a soft gentle kiss on her hairs. Slowly her heartbeat became normal. When he felt like that she is okay now, he pulled away a little so that he can stare into her eyes. Her eyes were red and puffy due to all the crying.

I was back at the store, my head spinning as I tried not to fall. What was that! I held my beating heart, who was that?

“Brat, why are they chasing after you?” Exhausted, Alex slumped to the ground. “I somehow encountered a huge heart that lives inside my body as its host. These two guys are here to snatch it. It seems to be of a great origin, but it has fused with my heart. I can’t possibly gouge my heart out, right?” Grand Emperor Rowan stared at the location of his heart again and again. Alex covered his heart with his hand quickly. “What are you doing? You aren’t trying to steal my heart, too?”

His attempt to reach the sword with the other hand was ruined by a hole between his ribs. Honestly, I expected more from this one. And there is no time to fool around, so- Losing my interest in this boring game I knocked him down with a kick of my leg, and rising his own sword, decapitated him, making the thick blood spill, mixing with the red one of the human, whose life he stole not so long ago. My long ears caught the sound of the approaching guards, police. When they arrive, before their eyes will lay a human body and nothing more. The red cap soon turning into dust in the foreign realm.

At that time, the anger in Belinda’s heart had subsided but she still needed to finished what she had started just to prove a point to her husband. As they drove down to the hospital, Ace sudden developed cold feets for reasons unknown. His heart raced non stop and he didn’t know why at all. Maybe, it was nature’s way of telling the young man that there was fire on the mountain but no one was running yet. I believe his instincts were reacting to the bomb that was about to be detonated at the hospital. Too bad he couldn’t see the future to know what was before him that very day.