Hearts That Cut Novels & Stories

I gasp at the stretch. He starts fucking me—long, deep strokes that make my eyes roll back. Then the blade returns, cool metal pressing over my heart. The first cut is sharp. Pain blooms instantly, bright and blinding, mixing with the devastating pleasure of his cock slamming into me. I can’t tell where one ends and the other begins. He grunts with every thrust, hips snapping harder as he slowly carves his initial, an R, into my skin right above my heart.

said Tom, holding my face and trying to calm me down, but all I could feel was pain all over my body and those scenes reappeared from everywhere. "Olivia, calm down, please," Hailey said while holding my hand, I put my hand on my heart, trying to remove the dagger from it... Unfortunately no one could ascend to us because the effect of the herb is still there and they will not be able to hear my screams. “No.. I can’t breathe..” I said in pain as I cut my clothes from where my heart was because it was really hurting.. "Find something to help her, come on," Tom said to Emilia and Leo quickly.

He spit at my feet. Using my claws, I cut his shit off. “Hold still. This might hurt.” I smiled as my claws went into his chest. His screams echoed, making any remaining birds fly away. Eventually, I had to pull my claws out and cut a bigger hole so my fist could fit into his chest. It was a unique feeling to have a man’s beating heart in my hands, but the look of terror on his face was perfect. Ripping it out, his eyes looked down for a moment before his body gave out.

“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!

"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.

he said to say goodbye. I smiled at him and nodded. "Thanks, Brandon, for today. I'll see you tomorrow," I told him while smiling. He smiled at me and nodded before finally leaving. I looked at him until he was lost from my sight, and as I watched him walk, I felt my heartbeat beating so fast. I was still holding my chest to feel it, and it was true that my heartbeat accelerated. I just jumped and took a deep breath because I feel like I'm going to be crazy!

His wife who was panicking at the beginning, shouted. Antonio closed the scroll and called the guards in to the room. Together with the queen , the king was taken to his Chambers. There , a medicine man came to treat him. “What is wrong with my husband?” The queen asked with tears rolling down cheeks. If anything happens to her husband then the kingdom would lose everything to the emperor and his cruel son. “He had a heart failure” The physician answered, pouring the Herb’s water in to the jar, he was holding. “What?” A voice asked from door A woman in her early twenties walked in to the room. She had a crown in her hand.

My heart skipped a beat, and I found myself holding my breath, unable to look away. But Thrystan quickly refocused, his sword flashing in the sunlight as he drove Sirius back toward the barrier. Another exchange of strikes, and this time, Thrystan's blade grazed Sirius’s shoulder, drawing a thin line of blood. The crowd erupted in cheers, their excitement palpable. "He's going to win," Ahvi breathed beside me, her hands clutching her cloak tightly.

The headphones fall off of my head, clattering to the floor, erratic string instruments faintly humming through the air. Arthur stares down at me, shirtless, his eyes wild and stunned. It’s only then that I notice the shreds of canvas all over the room, the paint covering my hands like multicolored blood, and the boxcutter pointed directly at his heart. Only, I wasn’t the one who positioned it there. It was him. He’s holding the point to his chest, right over his heart, his green eyes silently willing me from beneath a shock of black hair. Cut the painting, and you cut me, his eyes seem to say.

They were kicking and fighting to no avail. I took my knife and knelt before my first victim, with a smile on my face, I made an incision cut and took out their hearts one after the other still beating. I raised them to the goddess and immediately smoke began to come out of the pot. I knew the sacrifice had been accepted. I began to devour the hearts.