Heartless Kh2 Novels & Stories

Rohit said grimly. I was taken aback but composed myself. "Sure he did. He would want to know whether I was alive or dead. That is important to him". He shook his head, "Dadda you will never forgive him. Will you?" I replied promptly, "Forgiveness and philanthropy is not my thing". "What about love?" He asked curiously. "I am heartless. Remember?" I said, my voice devoid of any emotion. ✍✍✍✍ Vote. Comment. Fan. 😘 Happy reading 📖 Asmita💜

She doesn’t even give a second consideration to Miles, her lovely brother, when it comes to the game, I notice Miles is also the same. He becomes ruthless in the blink of an eye and fights as if it’s about his life. I am spellbound watching them this way. If it isn’t a game, I would have never known about this brutal side of Inessa. I mean, this girl is too sweet for everyone. Palpably, there is some way where she vents her anger outwardly. This is her way. “Thank you for the day,” Hazel whispers. Her voice is so low that I almost missed it if I am not standing close to her. I smile, knowing it’s difficult for her to confess something like this to me.

She was so beautiful, and she didn’t even know it. He sighed and closed his eyes. He realized he was doing what he had avoided all his life. He was falling in love. And he was falling for a woman he wasn't sure he would meet again.

I thought wrong Fiona was still very much around and from the look of things I would be sleeping on the couch, I lay down quietly trying to block out their giggling,moaning and whatever they're doing in the other room. It hard especially when one of them is your mate,especially when one of them used to act like you're the most precious thing in the world, the pain came again, this time more painful and I find myself struggling to breath. Tears gushed out of my eyes and I thought I would faint from it, I hate myself for acting this way, I mate the moon goddess for pairing me with a beast with no heart and most important I hate the Damien more than I have ever hated anyone.

As he then heeded his request and said. “Deals, games, and this very world. Do you know how much I love the dread that everyone gave me and still letting me have?” Somewhat reminiscing, as his already turn twisted mind and heart from the original world that he came from worsen. And by now he became the full bloom perpetrator and initiator to grow his dark heart in this game and very world. He looks at JK with the eyes that sees no good, smile that resembles the devil, and soul that is already beyond saving. As he then said the words.

Which was so much to be thankful for. Lucas frown to what Katelyn just told him, and Katelyn, being the most mature human I knew, stuck her tongue and rolled her eyes. “I just notice that you two can’t complete the day without pissing one another. Are they like this for whole three years?” Hugo asked me while playfully shake his head. I don’t know but there’s something about the lights here inside the La Nature elicits something from him that made his looks far good than his normal look, probably the reason why he drew the attention of some students here. I suddenly felt something inside me but I was too quick to shrug it off.

Reminding me of what I did 14 years ago “Sure… but why can’t you let him meet her sister first?” “Here we go again.” He leans his head to me, hold my chin with his cold right hand and say “We do not question the command; we just do it.” With this distance, I could clearly see his deep green eyes with dark brown lining, it sparkles when he speaks even if he is angry he looks so good. His muscular chest fit his breast plate very well, on his back is a huge two-edged sword that he uses to redeem lives. He is riding on a dark shinny horse he named as Hugo.

I just wished Kayhan’s body would finally respond with warmth, that he would drop the weapon and draw me close into his arms for one last embrace, a single moment of sweetness that never came. Kayhan did not flinch. During that final, bittersweet moment of hesitation, he immediately went for the kill. The steeled blade was thrust all the way through my heart, freezing it in time.

He had always been proud and cold, always the one standing above everyone, giving orders. But now, he was crying like a child who'd been kicked out of his own home. If this were the past, my heart would have immediately softened. I would have rushed to hold him. But now, I felt like I was watching the end of a pathetic play. Once the curtain falls, it's over. My heart was calm, untouched. People are like that. When you hold something in your hand, you toss it around carelessly. Only when it's thrown away do you realize you want to pick it back up.

Leah POV I sit in the window frame in the pack's infirmary. Luca is sleeping on my lap; I gently pat his hair listening to quiet "beep, beep" sounds. Hayden's heartbeat is very weak, yet he is still alive. I look at all the machines he is attached to, feeling strong pain in my chest. But I don't cry, and I don't have any strength to cry anymore. It's been five days since the bloodshed, and Hayden hasn't woken up. When we finally managed to get to him in that cellar, he was already in a coma. He didn't become feral, but we don't know if he will ever wake up again.