Heartless By Marissa Meyer Novels & Stories

Steven said to Danica. "Are you really that heartless towards me?" she tearfully scolded the young man. "I want to be with my son." Steven said in a monotone voice. "And me? How about me when you're with them, especially with that woman who uses her body to get you?!" she asked the young man aloud. "Nicole has amnesia and only you can help her regain her memory." He averted his eyes from her, he didn't want to see her pain.

“Maybe not with the head.” He put his hand on her chest. Right over her heart. “But nobody really forgets in here.” Mara almost broke it. She wanted to scream. Fly. Throw the key into the sea. But after Jonas, she saw people in the water. The sleepers. The sadders. And she understood: If it became weak now, the second Mara would be any broken heart of the world find. Helena joined her. Almost transparent by now. “You are stronger than me.” Mara immediately shook his head.

Then aloud, for the chamber and everyone inside it: “Do it.” I closed my eyes once, not to hide from the room, but to gather every piece of myself I still wanted to return with. The girl who counted steps. The wolf who refused to die. The daughter who still hurt. The mate who still loved. The woman who was more tired of cages than she was afraid of power. When I opened my eyes again, I reached for the black heart without flinching. “Together,” I said. The heart leapt before my fingers even closed.

It felt like someone ripped my heart from my chest. Not even in my sleep was I able to get away from it, or away from him. Every time I fell asleep, I dreamed of him rejecting me over and over again. He haunted me every time I closed my eyes. I hear a whimper again as he snuggles closer, and I finally force myself to open my eyes. When my eyes open, I'm met with a head full of strawberry blonde hair. The Omega has been my constant companion. He refuses to leave me alone and tries his hardest to make me feel better. Unfortunately, there's not a whole lot he can do. There are only two things that'll make me feel better, and one of them will never happen. My only other option is time. Allow my

" I asked her. What was I do to? I have been running around trying to get clues and so has everyone that is related to Sophia and when we thought we are getting close, the clues ends somewhere and that somewhere leads to nowhere and it's insane. I do not want to imagine that she is dead and I say it does not mean that I mean it. Because I said it does not mean that it's from my heart because heaven knows if I see Sophia's dead body right now, I could kill my self and join her because after so many years of loneliness, I let someone into my life and found happiness once again. She moved closer to me. "Why don't I help you forget your pain for at least, one night," she whispered and I stared

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.

Samantha was such a pure heart and so adorable,not like those treacherous women who sought his wealth and power, quite unfortunate for that little girl. With Eliot gone, Carmen walked up to the master bedroom and knocked on the door, no response. She gently pushed the door and her eyes landed on Samantha's figure lying on the bed covered in thin sheets. Carmen sighed and closed the door. The next day, Samantha was woken up by bright light entering though the window. She forced her eyes opened before she glanced up at Carmen drawing the curtains. " Samantha, you should wake up, it's past noon already," Carmen said. Samantha tried to get up and sat on the bed, a searing pain shot through her r

I have heard stories about an Alpha with a black heart, the one who would do anything for power. I never thought that I would ever run or meet someone who is just as bad as Cole is. When they found me hanging by a thread, he took me in as his prisoners and he did things that would make the boogy man close his eyes. I never thought that anyone could ever be that cruel. He wanted to know who I was, he wanted to know where the book came from and why it was so important to me. A part of me didn't want to tell him. I thought that I would rather die that tell him the truth, he was willing to give me that but he was going to make sure that I suffered a slow death. I had lost all hope, the pain was

Ruthless Billionaire’s Little Sparrow Part 61-1 PLEASE VOTE, COMMENT AND FOLLOW ME Author’s POV Few hours back He was a heartless demon, drowned in evilness and darkness, feeding on fear to give sick pleasure to his psychotic neurons with drenching into blood.

Her entire curvy body trembled violently, no longer because of the lingering soreness from their union the previous night, but because of the unbearable pain tearing through the depths of her heart. Hellena looked at Kael with eyes that had turned completely cold, filled with overwhelming disgust. At that moment, the handsome man standing before her was nothing more than a heartless monster who cruelly exploited her greatest weakness to satisfy his insane sense of possession. Without saying another word, Hellena turned her stiff, limping body around and strode out of that hellish office, her heart shattered into countless formless pieces.