Hearts Drawings Novels & Stories

She thrust a slightly crumpled piece of paper toward him. Elena smiled, setting the plates on the table. “Let’s see it.” The drawing was a simple, colorful sketch: three stick figures holding hands, with a sun overhead and a small heart above. The heartwarming innocence of it contrasted sharply with the harsh reality he was living. He placed a hand over the paper gently, careful not to crumple it further. “This is beautiful.” he murmured, eyes softening as he looked up at Elena. Aria beamed. “Do you like it, daddy?”

“The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it?” Mr. D then walks towards the corner with a working space. On a rectangular table, there are various coloring materials. He then bends down and picks up a brush on a table. Without glancing at me, he dips into a bowl of red acrylic paint, then sketches the shape of a heart in a blank canvass. While his hand moves deftly in gentle strokes, I notice that he gets himself lost in what he is doing. I feel like he has forgotten that I’m there.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

“I’m assuming you didn’t get far into this when you were in my office.” I didn't. Looking back at the book, he turns several pages, with so much ease until he finds what he’s looking for. The page contains unusual, detailed drawings of human-like anatomies, each figure marked with different-sized spheres glowing at their centers. “These,” he says, pointing with a long finger, “are the moon hearts buried in the core of almost every werewolf. I like to call them moon balls.” A sad, wry smile touches his lips as he says it.

"You saved me, Mira. Not because you tried to fix me—because you saw me. All of me. The dark parts and the broken parts and the parts I thought were unlovable. And you stayed." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. "I've given you rings before. Contracts, promises, symbols of things we were still figuring out. But this one is different." He opened the box. Inside was a simple band—platinum, unadorned, engraved on the inside with words too small to read.

This time, the little cute girls gathered together into a three-heart pattern made up of roses. Both of them had a big heart and a small one. The roses were neatly arranged, and they were all red. Of course, Monique could see the meaning behind it. That was, he, her, and their Little Nomi. Three hearts, heart in heart, and one family. Then the three hearts danced with the little cute girls and then merged into a huge heart shape. Those roses were the most fresh and bright ones which had just been picked out on the spot. There were also small drops of water on the roses.

DRAKE I don't know what to call the past few days for myself. Hell was what I thought my life is when I first got separated with Carina. But now it's worse than hell. I'm supposed to feel better about this but I don't feel better at all. I just hate my life. I'm a billionaire and I have all the features most people want. What's the use of all these when my life is a total mess up? I know I sent Carina away and I seriously don't want to see her. I can't get her out of my heart and that seems to be the problem for me. She's bound and etched in my heart, I am still madly in love with her.

But, I wanted to see her blushing. " Oh my god !! Stop saying such things. " She turned crimson and pushed me on my chest. " What?? I will not draw circles... You seem to hate them. I will draw hearts.. as you know I have a special connection with hearts. " " Will you please shut up? I don't want you to draw anything with... Anything. " " This is not fair yaar, you are being unreasonable now. You are trying to stop me from enhancing my talents as an artist. "

He remained on his seat while looking at me curiously. "Yearn for my yes. Telling you that I like you too doesn't mean I already said my yes. Prove yourself first!" Then I stuck my tounge out and went out of the rooftop. Upon closing the door, I could feel the heat that resting on my cheeks and the rapidly beating of my heart in my chest. It felt like any moment from now, my heart would make an explosion inside my ribcage. Parker is the only person who could do such things on me.

"Just promise me you'll take care of yourself, okay? And. well, I know this is probably the last thing on your mind, but NJ, you know I can't stop myself from asking, have you thought of the possibility of, maybe ……. this working out? Maybe this will be something more, you never know. Noah's eyes grew wide, and she could almost hear Mia's mischievous grin right over the phone. "Mia!” she breathed, shocked with an undercurrent of amusement. "Absolutely not. My heart still belongs to Anthony, you know that, and that's not happening, we both have people in our lives that we obviously care about.