Heartless Marissa Meyer Summary Novels & Stories

The kind of gentle apology you give someone before you break their heart. He didn't love me at all. The next day, I went to see Elder Lyra with red, swollen eyes. The Elder asked no questions. She calmly took out a magnificent piece of moonsilk tapestry. In the bottom right corner, there was a tiny, barely noticeable flaw. Elder Lyra picked up a pair of silver scissors from the table and, without hesitation, sliced the entire tapestry in half. "Elder!" I jumped up in horror. "A single flaw can ruin the whole cloth," she said, tossing the scissors aside. Her gaze was as sharp as a blade, piercing my soul.

Aria Harrington daughter of that useless sack of shit Richard Harrington, the man whose mountain of gambling debts forced this nightmare marriage on me. I regret every second of signing those papers, every glance at her fake perfect-wife act. Should've let her family rot in bankruptcy instead of playing savior. She's no Blackwood. She's a replacement, nothing more a placeholder for the sister who actually ran but left me stuck with this trash.

Veron made a sarcastic grimace on his feminine face as he gawked at her. “...” Veronica fixed her eyes on him. ‘What is this? My heart is tight. I can't breathe.' Her heart bled, but she resumed talking to herself to ease the pain. 'I assumed that werewolves who had died before would not be affected by heartbreak, yet his words made me weak.' 'Perhaps the Moon Goddess made my destiny to be like this because there's something great that will soon happen.' She convinced herself. "Drive. Staying here made me feel disgusted." He didn't say anything further after revealing her hypocritical disguise, except to tell the driver to depart.

Gabriel said soothingly, trying to get me to see reason. My heart felt like it was shattered all over again. Marissa was a beautiful pup. She was only ten when she was killed. The Omegas all pitched in to help raise her once her parents died a few years prior to that night. We tried our best to fill her childhood with as many good experiences as we could. Her positive attitude never dulled no matter what she went through in her short life. She was a true ray of sunshine that nothing could taint.

“No, you’re lying. You’re in love with me, I know you are.” “He’s not lying, Marissa. We love each other,” my voice is unyielding, “and we’ve both marked each other. Neither one of us is going to agree to reject the other. You might as well just accept it now and count your losses. You can still walk away with your pride intact and even your reputation if you stop this nonsense." I snuck a glance at Hades, who is silently nodding in agreement. “But she’s an anomaly,” Marissa shouted wildly, gesturing to me and glowering, “she doesn’t even have a wolf. She’s useless to you!”

And she went back to her room so that she could have her bath. When she got back to her room she was all sweaty. Marissa was struggling not to cry because even the money that her family collected from the company, they didn’t give her anything from it, they said Steve was scammed a huge amount of money when he was trying to start a business, the whole thing was so frustrating that Marissa wished she wasn’t born, she thought of asking Shirley for help but she didn’t want it to seem like she was trying to leech on her because she knew she was rich and she will like to help anytime.

- Interrupts you in a fragile, hopeful voice "Well, I don't know what you're going to think about Mason's donor, because she's a woman, since she's someone no one expects her to be, but she's the one who's fighting to donate her heart before it's damaged by her death - Who is it please? - Stuart interrupts him -From Sara Meyers' mother, Marianne Meyers, she is about to pass away in this place, but she has a very special condition to be able to donate the heart. "I already knew that with those women there was nothing for free, I can imagine the sum for which he will be selling it" Mason's mother rebukes him with malice and irony "Mom, please!" Let at least Hernan speak, it's about Mason's lif

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.

He only focused on blaming me after our parents died and never looked at my test reports. I wondered if he had been more patient, would I still be alive? Soon, his assistant rushed over while panting. Deep sympathy appeared on his face when he saw my brother. "Boss, this may be a very heavy blow to you, but I still have to tell you… Miss Wendy died because her heart was removed. She signed an organ donation agreement while she was alive. Her heart…" The assistant cautiously glanced at Yvette. Then, he continued, "Her heart was donated to Miss Yvette. The donor's family we were trying to find back then was you, sir."