Heart Of Stone Book Novels & Stories

Furthermore, any attempt to befriend them would be useless; I was a burnt steak of meat after all. The man looked bigger than the others, with his muscles and mysterious aura. As square-jawed and handsome as ever, but with a steely glint in his eyes that I’ve never seen before. If I were outside, I would definitely gather my courage and talk to him. I would obviously lie to find a topic to share with him. Lies protect from betrayers. Suddenly, I got an idea; I would lie and see if he turned, if he did I would try my best to approach him… If not… I put my hands around my mouth and shouted. “I know where the heart of gems is.”

“I promised to discharge him from the army. I did. But a boy with your blood is too valuable to leave in the slums. He is in the palace dungeons, Isolde. He will stay there to make sure you keep your end of the bargain.” I screamed in rage and lunged at him. I wanted to scratch his eyes out. I wanted to tear the stone from his face. But as I got close, the door burst open. Lady Morgana stood there. She was beautiful, but her eyes were full of venom. She held a small, glowing stone in her hand, a Truth-Seeker. "Your Majesty!" she cried, pointing the stone at me. The stone turned a bright, angry red. "I knew it! This girl is not Isadora. The stone never lies. She is a spy!"

It warmed beneath my touch, like a hand that had been reaching out for mine. The wall shifted. A seam opened down the center, splitting the stone apart. The mountain groaned, a deep, grinding sound that vibrated through the earth and rattled my teeth. A faint, gold light spilled from the gap. It grew, widening, until the vault stood open before us. The Heartstone was visible. It was not a stone. It was a sphere of swirling light, suspended in the center of a vast chamber, bound by chains of iron that pulsed with a dull red glow. The chains were old, corroded, but they still held the magic in place.

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.

My Alpha slept with another woman. He promised me, "It was an accident." "I was drugged," he said. "I didn't even know what I was doing. Besides, I've already used my family's influence to bury it. No one will ever know." But three months later, I found him in the hospital with her—the pregnant Omega. This time, what Sebastian said to me was as cold and final as a death sentence: "Sophia, you're a smart woman. You understand the importance of a bloodline. This child will be the strongest Alpha heir our pack has seen in decades." That was it. My heart shattered. I turned and walked away. But they had no idea what they had just unleashed.

It was coming from the heart. “This is it,” she said. “The Heart of Stonewake.” Lucian stepped beside her. “What does it do?” She placed her hand on it. The stone was too warm, warmer than stone should be. Voices filled her mind as soon as she felt it touch. She rose and saw cities rise and fall, saw trees grow and burn, saw oceans dry and return. The world as it once was and the world as it could become was the way she saw the world.

She then left with her luggage in hand, with absolutely nothing to look back on. A dead heart was the greatest pain one could ever experience. When one’s heart turned completely numb, it was useless to hope for the person to possess any other emotion. The moment Silvia returned to Rosaline's place, she continued taking care of her daughter, still refusing to sleep. The little girl was clearly in no condition to go to school the next day, and Silvia informed the kindergarten about Autumn’s absence. The next morning, Rosaline immediately urged Silvia to get some shut eye after waking up and took care of Autumn in her stead.

Andy’ POV With every step I took, the pain in my heart grew. It was like a fire, burning and consuming me from the inside out. It made my chest ache and made it hard to breathe. The tears that had been pooling in my eyes began to spill over, running down my cheeks. I couldn't stop them; I couldn't even try. I was beyond caring, beyond feeling. I just wanted the pain to end; it seemed like I was swallowed up by the darkness that surrounded me.

The air, thick with smoke and ash, choked me, each inhalation a struggle against oblivion. The world came into focus in fragments, like shards of a shattered mirror piecing themselves together. First, the rhythmic thrumming of my own heart, a frantic drumbeat against the silence. Then, the acrid tang of smoke, clinging to the air like a spectre of the nightmare still clinging to my veins. And then, there was Alexei. He sat beside me, his large form an unyielding silhouette against the pre-dawn light filtering through the window. His brow was furrowed, concern etched into the lines around his eyes. But his touch, when it landed on my trembling hand, was surprisingly cold, a stark contrast to

"I thought he would change. I also saw you loved him so much, and I can't see you broken heart. And when I heard tiding that you two were married this year, I thought Ethan had changed. But I was wrong about it. He's having an affair with a girl who lives far from Seattle." Tabitha did not respond to what her good friends said. She can't blame anyone else for her broken heart and how Ethan betrayed her. A long time ago, it should be competent to see the truth, but Tabitha deeply falls into blind love instead. She adores Ethan and trusts him.