Heart Mending Novels & Stories

It feels like death, just the same as bereavement and in quiet moments, it chokes my breath. Only Marvis whom I loved so much could be my assassin. It takes an inside job to attack one so resilient to emotional injury. That is my heartbreak. My heart has been shattered to millions of pieces that I don't even know how to pick and gather them so I can mend it.

I ran my hand on my face. "Amanda planned everything.. Am sorry.. I am really sorry." I placed my finger on my lip, indicating that he stops talking. "shussh... It's okay. We are all humans, we make mistakes.. I have come to accept that even the people that loves us can hurt us but it is our choice to make if we need to welcome back them into our lives and I am willing to let you in cause you are worth it but on one condition." "what?" "promise you won't do it again."

" … Edward frowned deeply. When he spoke, it sounded like he was grinding his teeth. "Jasmine, your sister is about to kill herself, and you're still thinking about a handkerchief? "Is romance really that important to you? Important enough to make you this cruel?" The moon hung high in the sky. It was already late at night. Edward turned and stormed off, his sleeve snapping in the wind. I stood alone in the middle of the street, the cold wind making my head spin. However, the colder my heart felt, the tighter I held onto the engagement document.

He just stayed, steady as a tide, until they trusted the staying enough to talk if they wanted to. And Cedric… he was the heart. The survivor who had walked through hell and come out carrying the others on his back. He still woke some nights with his pulse hammering, still flinched at certain sounds, a particular pitch of laughter, the scrape of a chair on tile, but he'd learned to let Gianni's hand on his chest be the thing that brought him back instead of the thing that made it worse. That had taken time too. Healing wasn't a door you walked through once. It was a tide, in and out, and some nights the water came up higher than others.

Now that he was taking the things that would remind Aria of him, I was even more confident that he and Aria were truly gone. All he had to do was help Aria get better, and once that was done, I could declare we are finally. But there's no telling when he'll be able to mend the minds she's harmed. When it comes to heart disorder, there is no way to predict when it will recover; all that is required is time. But I'm wondering whether we won't run out of time if he devotes it to Aria's healing.

“She got better. How can this be? And why now? Why this... this fucking year has been bad enough, why would her heart choose now to give up?” “Percy listen to me. Your mom’s recovery was nothing short of a miracle. She was meant to die. This heart disease isn’t something that can be cured. The heart grows weaker, and it starts failing at the basic things it’s supposed to do. We call it a disease but this is mostly a genetic heart defect. Cures cannot be made for it, but science can evolve to make valves that would help the heart in doing its job.” “So why don’t we get one of those?” I ask out loud, raking my fingers through my hair. My eyes fleeting around the bedroom.

He will die for her. Mason used to be the sweetest boy in their family. But everything changed after Brittany left with his little sister. He was there for her when she first came to the world. He is the first one to see her and at the first glance, he was wrapped around her little finger. He changed her diapers. He gave her milk. He promised her that he would be there for her no matter what. He promised he will keep her safe. He promised her that no one could hurt her. He was there when she left also. And when she finally came back, everything was destroyed again. Life is tragic. Everything could change within a minute. He could have made something at that point but he was an idiot. He felt

He whispered to her ear. She suddenly felt relieved that Damien is behind her. She calmed down and looked them straight in the eyes. "It's nice to meet all of you."

Like magic Maddy slowly started placing the heart back in her chest and she felt this pain overwhelm her, she was groaning and writhing in pain. Maddy didn’t like the scenario so she had to avert her eyes, the heart didn’t go in immediately. The heart had been cut out from its spot so long that her scar was already closed completely, because it was opening up to the heart that’s why she was in so much pain. Finally the heart entered and Caroline felt this relief wash all over her, Caroline and Maddy first looked at each other before hugging.

“And he doesn’t like problems he can’t fix.” I don’t know what to say to that. So I say nothing. She turns and leaves. Later in the day, my phone buzzes again. Remy. “Eli’s currently stable,” he says. “For now.” “For now?” I repeat. Ugh!