Novel & Cerita Heartless Marissa Meyer Series

Heat crawled up Isabella’s neck again, and she shoved a bite of lettuce into her mouth just to avoid answering. Marissa grinned triumphantly. “You know what, bella? You don’t have to tell me a thing. I can see enough. Just promise me you’re being careful.” Isabella’s fork stilled. “Careful?” “You’re smart,” Marissa said, softer now. “But he’s… well, he’s Damian Knight. He’s not just anyone. And people talk.” “I know.” “Good.” Marissa leaned back, satisfied with that answer for now. But Isabella couldn’t shake the weight of those words even as the afternoon wore on. Careful. Yes, she had to be careful. Because what started as a quiet flutter in her chest was fast becoming something she couldn

Sophia's so fragile, always has been since we were kids. One wrong move and she could've drowned right there, her lungs filling with water while I stood helpless watching it happen because of this jealous, spiteful bitch I unwisely married. Aria Harrington daughter of that useless sack of shit Richard Harrington, the man whose mountain of gambling debts forced this nightmare marriage on me.

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

Unshaken. Zara didn’t waste time. She tossed the USB onto the counter between them. Marissa glanced at it. “What’s that? A love letter?” “No. Your confession,” Zara said evenly. “Everything. Every lie, every cover-up, every crime you pinned on others while you smiled for the cameras.” Marissa’s smirk cracked. “You think this will scare me?” “I think you’re already scared,” Alec said, stepping forward now. “And you should be.” Marissa’s gaze flickered to him. “So this is what it took? You siding with a nobody? You ruined your empire for her?”

I know that no matter what he tells me the damage is already done and this is just adding salt to the wound. How can I ever trust him again? He swallows, as though preparing himself for the worst moment of his life and breathes the name slowly. “Marissa.” End of book 2 Book 3 follows on

Heartman said sadly. "I already know about the demon within Alex, and I'm the one you seek; I possess the Mundara powers," Mia told Heartman, who was shocked to hear what she said. Mia explained and narrated everything that happened and what led to her mother's death. Both Heartman and Nathalie were shocked about the information they just received. Alex found himself engulfed in a haunting turmoil. Flashbacks and memories from his former life began to resurface, shattering the fragile peace he had tried so hard to maintain. Each fragment surged through his mind like a torrential storm, leaving confusion and fear in its wake.

"Please, Marissa, don't do anything rash." Snarling Marissa rushed forward and jumped, letting her body connect with the window, shattering it in the process. With wide eyes, I watched as she disappeared from sight, entirely taking with her my heart and any hope I may have had for the future. TO BE CONTINUED...

“ We will get back to you in a short while. You can go back to rest” Rick nodded his head as he stood up and left them to themselves. **** Marissa took a shaky breath as she walked into her old room. The room reminded her of Jade. They had made so many memories here. The thought of her friend being in danger made her chest tight and she was unable to breath. “ Are you okay?” asked Damian worriedly as he held her. Marissa didn't realise that she was clutching her chest and tears were streaming down her face. “ Yeah. I am okay” she said as she cleaned her face.

Her traits of being loving and kind indicate she would always be a healer. I always had feelings for Marissa, but being so young, I didn’t know how to express them, so I bullied her along with Jessica and Jake so that she would notice me. Then that pup came and was always with Marissa, and it made me green with envy that he was getting all her attention and leaving nothing for me. My love has turned to hate since then, that’s why I force myself to be heartless when I am with her. “Damien? Damien, are you ok?” I’m pulled out of the memory by Jessica as I look at her face. She isn’t my Marissa. I nod my head at her words, not trusting my voice.

red as she lowered her voice and ordered him to get up again and again, initially with hatred and mockery, but later with heartache. Finally could not resist flinging to the bedside, hugging him and crying out loud: "I love you ah, why do you have to fight against me... I obviously love so much, but I failed to protect you... sorry..." Hate, but because of love. Marisa Darcyhas always been this conflicted. Just like she hated Matthew Miller, not because she lost her virginity, but she truly adored her father, but could not get the love she deserved from Matthew Miller. He used her as a tool, so she hated. What about Alex Brown? Alex Brown is the purest light in her dark and dirty life, the