Hearts Divided Novels & Stories

"....A lot is happening right now, you might never understand. But I can't do this to you anymore. I know your heart.. I know where it truly lies. Don't get me wrong princess.. I know you love me truly.. But you love her too. You two are the definition of what love is. You finish each other's sentences and connect in a way that no one ever does to anyone. Which is something that I wish anyone could get in this world. What and why would I want to take you away from yours though...? It hurts so bad that each day could pass by without you by my side. It isn’t how I dreamt our future would be, and this wasn’t my plan for our world. My heart has always loved you in ways I can’t explain. You proba

His heart ached with the possibility that he had been deceived once again. Alexander’s thoughts shifted back to the moment he saw Sophia enter the restaurant, looking stunning in her emerald green dress. He had felt a pang of admiration, even affection, which quickly turned to rage upon seeing the amulet. The anger that had surged through him was rooted in more than just the present situation; it was intertwined with the betrayal he felt from Bridget’s actions years ago.

Richard responded coldly. "How could you do this to me? I trusted and loved you with all my heart." Sheila said as the tears which had been holding fell freely. Richard stood firm on seeing Sheila's emotions had ran high. "Please use the door or don't blame me for being rude, because I hate seeing tears" he said, unfazed. Sheila's voice was barely above a whisper as she pleaded with him. "I know you have a reason for this. Please stop this game and don't go through with this divorce of a thing, will you do that?."

Ross stood there not able to fully appreciate the moment. His heart felt like he couldn't take anymore. The feelings he was experiencing right now were overshadowing his time with Tippa. The things he had seen and heard and went through back in New York left him feeling horrible. He felt an insurmountable guilt for not doing more to stop his father! But what could he do? He did what was humanly possible.

“That’s because no matter where we are, no matter what happens next...our hearts will always meet in the same place.” She swallowed, her pulse unsteady. “And where is that?” His blue eyes burned into hers. “With each other.” Elena’s breath hitched. Because it was true. They had fought. They had bled. They had broken. But in the end, their hearts had always found their way back. And now, finally, they were exactly where they were meant to be. The End!

Aric and Kaida, accompanied by the Harmonizers, became beacons of light as they ventured into realms plagued by conflict and division. One such realm was the Forgotten Lands, where long-standing animosity between different factions had eroded the symphony's melodies of unity. The inhabitants of this realm had forgotten their interconnectedness, clinging to the narratives of past grievances and perpetuating a cycle of discord. Undeterred by the realm's challenges, Aric and Kaida approached the leaders of the factions with open hearts and a deep belief in the transformative power of the symphony's legacy. They listened to their stories, acknowledging the pain and grievances that had shaped the

She hugged her knees, her heart shattering in the quiet. They were both shaking, breaking. Two hearts torn apart by distance, silence, and words they couldn’t take back.

For a heartbeat, the chamber was heavy with the weight of what none dared to say aloud: that perhaps the thrones already belonged to her, whether the Elders willed it or not. It was Ysolde who broke it, rising from her seat with sudden purpose. Her shadow stretched long across the runes. “We cannot show division. If we fracture, she has already won. We must act as one, even if we disagree in private. We must remind the people who has kept them safe all these centuries.” “Safe?” Soren’s voice was dry, brittle as old parchment. “Or shackled?” Ysolde’s head snapped toward him, but before she could answer, the chamber shuddered. The golden runes along the floor dimmed, their glow sputtering as t

Hidden Hearts was preserved because it only contained pure history and relevant facts, unlike the others that had suspicious pieces of information that weren’t needed. It was these books that started the war. The youths were divided, half supported the government while half supported Hearth and its rebellions. Raeya could still remember a conversation when she apprehended an activist. “You are trampling on our hearts to express what we want!” One had shouted at her when she was assigned to disperse a huge rally against the rally.

"THEY THINK THEY CAN KEEP YOU SUPPRESSED BY KEEPING YOU ISOLATED, BUT THEY UNDERESTIMATE THE STRENGTH OF YOUR HEART." "YOU ARE NOT JUST LUMINA OR UMBRA. YOU ARE NOT JUST HEALER OR WARRIOR. YOU ARE OUR DAUGHTER, BORN OF LOVE BETWEEN ANCIENT ENEMIES, PROOF THAT DIVISIONS CAN BE BRIDGED AND WOUNDS CAN BE HEALED."