Heart Tales Novels & Stories

A heartbeat across time. "The Heart... it's not an artifact," I whispered, my hand trembling as I reached out. The green thorns beneath my skin flared, recognizing their source. "It’s her. It’s a part of her life-force, kept in stasis to hold the entire Tundra together."

Heart then stopped playing his dick. ‘Of course, I can’t tell him that I fuck more than thousand men already, I think? Hahaha. I don’t know but there are lot of men, because of my job. They have bigger dick than him, but I really wonder what will happen once he discovers that I am Scarlet Heart, for sure, he will really resent me and I will not be able to face him.’ Heart thought. She could not answer him the truth about her body count.

] [It's an A-rank cursed item that targets congenital weaknesses! [These players are disgusting! They exploited her kindness!] [It's over. They're going to use her heart condition against her!] "Hand over your Tarot cards and those artifacts," Brad threatened. "Or this 'Heartbeat Hourglass' will make your heart explode." "We did our research on you," another player sneered. "Congenital heart disease, right? This item will put an infinite strain on your heart." "Why?" The word was a choked whisper. I stared at them, my heart shattering. "I thought... we were friends."

Does that mean that I shouldn’t believe anything that these beasts said? “Is she?” Rowena’s grin became wider, putting a hand to her chest. And my shriek filled this dimension when the other Hearteaters plunged its bat-like hand in Rowena’s chest, staining her already filthy dress with bright dark red blood. I couldn’t smell that rusty scent especially when that Hearteater hoisted a beating heart in the air. It beats for a few seconds until it just becomes a heart on one’s palm, neither beating nor living. But I know how much pain would fill one’s soul, dying in the most brutal way I could even imagine. This feeling is the same back when I saw Eliane’s head leave her body and tumble on the g

The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor was a constant reminder of the stakes at hand, each beep a pulse of life that could be snuffed out in an instant. The patient, a middle-aged woman named Clara, lay on the operating table, her chest opened up to reveal the intricate machinery of her heart. Just hours earlier, Clara had been enjoying a quiet afternoon at home when a sudden heart attack struck, leaving her gasping for breath and clutching her chest. Desire had been called in urgently, her reputation as a lifesaver preceding her.

Pelagius turned around and was just about to walk towards the throne when he felt a stinging pain in his chest. Looking at the steel claw holding his heart in front of him, his eyes widen in horror as he tried to scream. Unfortunately, before he could do so, Carissa had pulled out her hand back along with his heart. She turned around to the crowds as Pelagius body fell down towards the floor with a thud. Leroy and her comrades felt bile rising in their throat seeing Carissa lifting the heart in the air and drinking the blood dripping from it. After the heart was drained, Carissa gripped it in her hands and the crowds watched as blood spurted out everywhere.

And I think he's right, because no one's gonna snatch your card when it's one phone call to the bank and your account is frozen. As soon as we set foot into the mall Riley ditched me as expected, I bet she has her friends waiting for her somewhere. Unlike me who's a loner, I don't mind being a loner though. The quicker I finish shopping the quicker I can get back to Xavier. It's almost time for him to go save the love of life but to do so he has to face his fears. I've read that book about a million times but I never get tired of it and I never will.

So after thinking about all that I felt like going to that room to finish what I had given myself permission to start. I tried to get out of bed, I had a lot of pain on the right side of my body. With my left hand I held that part of my body that hurt. I finally managed to get up. I walked slowly towards the door of the room. I was too disoriented, I did not understand where I was. After completely leaving my room and closing the door behind me, I kept walking until I found the first door. With sweaty hands I grabbed the lock, it slipped, I wiped my hand on the kind of robe I was wearing. I grabbed the lock again and turned it, very nervous. When I opened the door I found a man in his eighti

My chest burned with frustration, and the pain in my heart reminded me of how much I truly cared. The cool night air slapped me as I stepped out of the grand hall, the distant hum of the city was a comforting sound. Lights twinkled on the horizon, their glow failing to quiet the storm in my mind. Behind me, I heard footsteps, I turned half-expecting Aiden. Instead, came the tall frame of Daymon. “Rough night?" His voice was calm, his presence somehow calming. "You could say that," I said, my eyes falling to the floor as I leaned back against the wall.

Caden calmly took the results. Aurora stiffened as all the sleep went out of her. She stared at the copy of the results in Caden's hand, her eyes full of anxiousness and distress. She'd had a great time hanging out with Caden that day, and she could tell he liked her a lot. However, there was no telling if Caden would still like her after seeing the results and discovering she'd had a stillbirth not too long ago. Aurora lowered her head, suddenly feeling indescribably small and unworthy.