Heart Of Stone Book Novels & Stories

Here is a sneak peek of what to expect in BOOK TWO, HERAT OF THE HEARTLESS. Eros and Cassandra battled with mistrust from their past, an unexpected new enemy arose, and new complications threatened to push them apart. Will they find their way back to love and fight this enemy or will the forces of these complications push them apart? Find out in Book 2 of the Heartless series.

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.

Who could endure the troubles, oppositions, hostilities she passed through? " A penny for your thoughts, Mr. Demola Cole Brown. What ails you? ". Jennifer asked jokingly. Demola breathed a sigh of relief and said," Nothing my beauty Queen, I was just thinking about you and your bravery, your courage, and resistance. You are full of wisdom, glory, and beauty. Your resilience baffles me. You are the rejected stone but have become the pillar, head of the corner. You are a great asset to me, standing through thick and thin with me has delivered me from the trap of my enemies. I have become the head of those that enslaved me in Christ Jesus. Hurrah!!!.". Demola spoke in jubilation. He started to

, he asked in amazement And getting frustrated with whatever happened just now he tried to attack me multiple times and increasing his power more than the last attack but every time it was leaving me unharmed because of which I finally came across the fact that something is helping me out which no one is able to really understand and while I started checking out my body I came across the fact that there is a special kind of stone which is fitted inside my body instead of the heart means there was a stone which was glittering which was fitted in place of my heart " But how is that even possible because that's the special stone which I prepared with the help of collecting the human blood and t

“Why do I always get left behind? “ She got up and started running outside towards the cottage, she locked herself in and went to her old room. She just couldn’t bear it, she thought she was strong but having a broken heart and a close relative dying, she was crumbling inside. She just huddled in a corner looking up at the photo frame on top of her side table.It contains a photo of her and her parents, it was a picture of peacefulness and happiness. Beside that is a photo of Ami and her uncle, she grabbed the photo and pressed it to her chest. There was a loud pounding at the door but she ignored all sounds and reminisced all her happy memories with her uncle. He acted as her mother and fath

I asked Damien later, once our guests had finally departed, "if you'd simply found some other convenient solution to your grandfather's trust clause, all those years ago?" "Constantly," Damien admitted. "I don't think Sofia would have found her way to Griffith without watching us navigate our own complicated beginning first, proving that genuine love could actually grow from difficult circumstances. I think that's rather the whole unexpected gift of this entire story, Ivy. Not just our own happiness, but everything it's made possible for everyone connected to us."

The metal burned my palm but I couldn’t let go. I noticed a light glowing in the middle of their circle and took a step forward. My brows furrowed when I saw a white stone, well, translucent really, with how it was glowing. There was a gentle thumping sound coming from it. It didn’t make sense that a stone had a heartbeat but it was real and I knew it was coming from there. I could feel it. In my chest. Like it was syncing with my own heartbeat. What is this? I took another step forward so I was closer to the circle, and the stone moved, rotating midair until it was facing me.

A dull ache pulsed in my chest, but I had become numb to it long ago. Feeling annoyed at my silence, Adrian's frown deepened as he strode toward me. Just then, Peggy darted forward and snatched the urn from my arms. "What's this box you're carrying? It's exquisite. I could use a new jewelry case!" Horror jolts through me, my eyes widening and my veins tightening as a desperate scream tears out of my throat. "Give it back!" I lunged for the urn. Adrian immediately stepped in front of Peggy and drove his foot into my chest.

She stepped into the cold, hard space of his shadow and wrapped her arms around the stone of his chest. She pressed her ear to where his heart used to be. She didn't hear a beat. She heard the click-click-click of the clockwork heart. "I know you're in there," she sobbed, her hands sliding over the smooth obsidian of his back. "I can feel the friction, Jinyan. I can feel the man who burned the world for me. You can't hide in the stone. I won't let you."

The Heart's light flashed, as a chance that seemed dubious, but Clara squeezed on, determined to see this through to the very end. --- While they were in the fortress, the air was thick with the fragrance of old stone and forgotten memories. The dividers were lined with embroidered works of art portraying scenes of fights long past, and the floor was secured in a layer of tidy that had remained undisturbed for centuries. At the center of the lobby stood a pedestal, upon which rested a huge, unpredictably carved stone. The Heart's light started to heighten, casting a warm gleam over the stone. Clara drew closer to the platform, her eyes bolted on the stone. “This is what the Heart has been dr