Heart's A Mess Novels & Stories

My heart raced, not sure on what to say, my mind torn apart but I had already started this mess, and I didn’t think I could get out. “Deal!”

"Just promise me you'll take care of yourself, okay? And. well, I know this is probably the last thing on your mind, but NJ, you know I can't stop myself from asking, have you thought of the possibility of, maybe ……. this working out? Maybe this will be something more, you never know. Noah's eyes grew wide, and she could almost hear Mia's mischievous grin right over the phone. "Mia!” she breathed, shocked with an undercurrent of amusement. "Absolutely not. My heart still belongs to Anthony, you know that, and that's not happening, we both have people in our lives that we obviously care about.

I press the letter to my chest and I feel the heart thump against the paper like a reply. "I don't know your name as I write this. I don't know your face. But I know you needed a heart and I have one to give, and honestly that's a better love story than most people get. My heart is stubborn, that’s a fair warning. It beats faster when it's angry and slower when it's near lavender and it has a terrible habit of falling in love with people who don't know what to do with love. That might be my fault. Or it might just be the heart. Either way, it's yours now. So make sure you appreciate it and treat it better than I did."

A life is at stake here! His words left me dumbfounded and hurting, like I had my heart gouged out too. I held Stan's photo tightly against myself, but no matter how hard I gripped it, it wasn't filling the hole in my chest. "A life is at stake?" I laughed wryly, before snapping coldly, "When he just went missing for hours?! My dear Stan had an accident and then got his heart taken away! So I guess some lives are more at stake than the others?!"

I feel my heart sink to the pit of my stomach when a message pops up with 'Soph' and a red heart next to her name. It can't be. Please, God, let my eyes be deceiving me.

Chapter 23. Total mess. HAZEL P.O.V I was busy thinking of what that heartlèss guy wanna do to me. But I know he will surely punish me, who care? I don’t, I am waiting for him to do his worst, he thought I am still afraid of him. I didn’t bother to place a knock on his door, I opened the door to his room and his room was in a total mess.

WTF! Crying out, Finn yelled, "What the hell! No! Come on, Billy. This can't be!" Billy placed his hand on Finn's shoulder and spoke again, "Finn, he didn't suffer as the bullet traveled right through his heart. It's not much consolation but it's something small." Finn cried for his best friend and felt like he was living out a nightmare. How the hell did this beautiful sunny day turn into hell wihtin just mere seconds?

staggered slightly, catching himself before falling. “It’s all of them,” he whispered. “Every message, every voice, every choice they tried to bury.” Lena stepped closer, eyes wide as she looked into the expanding grid. “This is what they were afraid of,” she said. “Not the Heart itself—the connection it creates.” Adrian nodded, feeling the truth of it pulse through his veins. The Heart wasn’t just a piece of technology. It was alive in a way no machine should be. It didn’t store data; it remembered. It carried echoes of intention, emotion, history. And now, it was showing them everything. The lights around them shifted, coalescing into shapes—faces, moments, fragments of the world outside.

my heart's beating crazy and I feel hot all over my face. When I got in my car. I face-palmed and laid my head on the stirring wheel. I think I'm going crazy. Why? Why did he have to kiss me? And why's this stupid heart. Keep beating like crazy? Why? To be continued......

A message. My heart skipped a beat. HOLY SHIT! IT'S FROM AGAPE! WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK! From: Persephone Hi. Holy---heart, calm the fuck down, what the heck!? I-I think I need to go first to the hospital. M-My heart---I'm having a heart attack! A heart attack! It was just a simple 'Hi' but my heart feels like it's having convulsion. I think I'm dying. To: Persephone