Hearts Of Soul Novels & Stories

Her fake smiles and the way she clings to me during social events make my skin crawl. Аnd then there is Rоbinsоn himsеlf. Sure, he is rich like my fаther—but his weаlth doesn’t come withоut a pricе. He is greedy, always lооking for more, never sаtisfied with whаt he has. My fаther, for аll his fаults, аt leаst has principlеs. Rоbinsоn? He will sell his own soul if it means climbing highеr. “Did they leave a message?” I ask, trying to keep my voice even, though my irritation is bubbling to the surface.

Inside was a single sheet of matte black paper, the message printed in faint grey type, like a whisper in ink: You’re not the only one watching. You’ve got forty-eight hours before someone decides your past isn’t worth hiding. No signature. No mark. But the phrasing… sharp, precise. It reminded her of the way Leo Knight spoke—only this was colder, less amused. Her mind moved fast—cross-referencing jobs, old contacts, burned clients—but there were too many possibilities. She turned the page over, and a smaller slip of paper fell out. A photograph. Her chest tightened.

It asked with annoyance in its tone. This was the twentieth time it was asking Scarlet what happened, but Scarlet hadn't replied once. Scarlet drew in a deep breath and made up her mind. "I just don't want to waste more time. Carlos is waiting for me, and each day spent idle is another day of pain for him." She whispered to herself as her eyes reddened. "Dear God, please let the plan work." She raised her hands in the air and closed her eyes. She was desperate. Especially after speaking with Fateball about the original host's family last night and realizing there was a possibility of their souls still remembering the pain of losing their child and sister, she knew she had to ease them of the

And he had to say what he would say. A glimmer from the sky above, here's my soul at your feet. I surrender to you without accepting your forgiveness in return. Hear me, hear the voice that will speak of what you saw through your daughter's eyes, but she dared not tell you... Pure hearts, I ask you to return their beating, to remove all thoughts of pain from their minds, thoughts they endured in the decadence they should never have lived. I ask you to give them the thread of young life, to return the loved ones to those who lost them because of two decadent souls... And, in the same breath, take the deserving souls deep into the darkness.

Soon another thought clouded her mind with doubts. Give me the sky and I'll paint it blue, Give me the earth and I'll paint it red, I'm the goddess of my own soul, Give me the love and I'll paint you aglow... All Hearts !

She groaned, "fuuuck.. you're wet." I giggled, "I know..." "Are you ready?" Before I could nod my head, all my senses came back and I could hear the song again.. "....My heart beats, for you, girl you know you are the one. Why you mad at me? Girl I know I made mistakes, I know I fucked up. But my heart beats for you baby I'mma go 'head scream it loud. But if you leave there's something I can't control, So let's do it one last time, a fuck for the road......."

But as the scent of her hair hit me—something soft, like vanilla and old books—I felt a jolt of something that wasn't in the contract. The "Cold Heart" was starting to thaw, and that was the most dangerous betrayal of all.

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.

If I find you, I’ll leave myself, in you somewhere there is my shore. You alone are what I remember. O' my SOUL... _______________________ Since the time I have passed through your door, I have started to laugh freely, You are the most precious gift from God... O' my SOUL... _______________________ The prayers of the heart went beyond the sky, It was then that I got you, O' my SOUL... _______________________ I found my SOUL in you. My world doesn’t exist beyond your arms, keep me here only,

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?."