Heal My Heart Novels & Stories

He’s always had a way of knowing exactly what I need, even when I don’t. “He said he’d make sure my body hurt every day so my soul wouldn’t,” I muttered under my breath, remembering his words. He’s kept his promise. Two weeks without indulging in self-pity, and I’ve been so wrapped up in healing that I haven’t even had the time for it. Building stronger muscles around my heart. That is what he calls it. He keeps reminding me that my heart is still whole, even when it feels like it’s shattered into a million tiny pieces, floating around like dust.

With a fierce determination, I placed my hands over his wounds, searching for a way to heal him, to make everything alright again. I dug deep into my gut, summoning every ounce of strength within me to bring forth healing. The pain was intense, as if I had already depleted most of it before, but I pressed on. The thought of him perishing was unbearable; he couldn’t leave me. He was the only other person I truly loved in this vast world. With all my might, I poured my energy into him, and gradually, I sensed his breath growing more robust.

He stopped and gazed at her. "I must say, George Henry, I am grateful for your assistance in persuading Richard to divorce her. Also a big thanks to the accident that resulted to the subsequent Amnesia. I'm very sure by the time she regained her memory, she will be already smitten with my son," Alexander chuckled as he exited the room.

My heart was racing, but I gritted my teeth, lowering her to the ground. Frantic, I looked to see if anyone was around, but we were alone. "Snow." Blood gurgled from her mouth. "You must find the - " "The what?" I asked, kneeling next to her. I just got her back. No way would I be losing her. The power of the Seal would heal her the way it healed Christopher. I just needed to do like Kenmei said and focus on using the power with love in my heart. "You've got to," she tried again but couldn't finish as she coughed, sending a spray of her blood over my face.

he paused and touched my cheek and a broad smile spread on my face. "I want you to be my healer, with you by my side I can heal from the inside and let go of my past. I want to know what it feels like to love and be loved. I want my heart to heal from that trauma, I want you to help me forget everything. Would you accept to be my healer?"

He stuttered. Heart was watching the beach waves and it was helping her to feel calm. ‘Mr. CEO Lee is right. I am really feeling calm and it feels like I am really healing even though I am really hurt because of Dimitri’s situation but I really hope he will wake up after the surgery.’ Heart thought.

Heath asks him suddenly, having made the decision on his own just then. “I would say so. It certainly can not hurt. Marking your mate heals them and makes them stronger. I don't know if it will fix her heart because like I said, I don't know of a medical reason why her heart won't pump on it's own, but it will heal the rest of her. The broken leg, the ruptured spleen, the countless cuts and bruises. All the other injuries. They will heal.” “Then I will do it now.”

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

‘As usual’ I whispered. Connected to our inbuilt speaker, opened my Spotify and let the lemonade album play through, as I opened a bottle of alcoholic wine, I took a chunk and sang each lyric with pain and tears in my eyes, laid down on the couch and dozed off. The rays of sun and the constant ding of the door bell made me frustrated, my phone vibrated, migraines, mascara stains, my bottle of alcohol laying on the floor empty, this time the door bell rang louder than before, I checked my phone, 100 missed calls from G!,notifications began to ding across social platforms. I struggled to walk to the door as Love drought from the album played, oh this album gave me a good night hangover, I wond

God knew I hated the fact that I put the sadness, the hurt there He jerked his head and with a quiet“ see you later” he walked away. ‘Would you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Would you still love me when I've got nothing but my aching soul? …… I know you will, I know you will, I know…..that you will’ This song continued in the background and Wilson walked away I was a fool a coward…..a….God! I am so sure Wilson didn't know the reason for the abrupt change that happened that night between Russell and I