Hearts That Cut Novels & Stories

," It may be okay for you to slash my heart and stab it several times But it will never be okay if I harm you with even a minor cut I would not be able to bear the pain on you... All Hearts!!

"I’m getting quite good at it." We walked toward the car, the "Cold Hearts" united by a common enemy. But as the door closed and we were once again alone in the backseat, I realized the biggest threat wasn't my father or Vanessa. It was the way my heart hammered against my ribs every time her hand accidentally brushed mine.

Harper smiled, eyes reflecting lantern lights below. “Then maybe we were never enemies,” she whispered. Emery kissed her gently. “Just two hearts learning how to beat in rhythm.”

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 stuck the knife into her chest and cut hard until I removed her heart, which had stopped beating. I hold it in my hands and walk towards Emilio, who cries like a kid and doesn't dare look at his mother's dead body. My men extend their hands, and I place the heart in them, making Emilio cry harder and try to move away. But my men don't let him go. "I lied to you," I say, "the one who would leave here in a bag would be your mother." Emilio sobs again. "Now, what will I do with you?"

I only pull my eyes from Dan because I can't stand for a fight to break out in this hospital room, and that happens when Jade moves a little closer to Harley. Harley just gives Jade's impending threat a nod. He takes a piece of paper out of his clipboard and says, "I am." It's an X-ray, but deciphering its meaning is nearly difficult. Muscles are muscles, and bones are bones. I don't see anything wrong with Dan's insides, which there must be for Harley to expose it to us. "Your friend's heart was cut 10 times. You just need one to be killed. Harley points them out, but he's telling us this for one purpose and one reason alone, so I'm not really listening or really looking. He is getting us r

"I am sorry you all had to see me like this." "What was that thing you did bowing to the ground?" One of the new men asked. "Old ritual that most don't do anymore. We do it before eating any hearts of any kind, including candy ones." We held hearts sacred, both ones we eat and the ones we don't. I only ever lost one heart that I held sacred. My mates heart. It was either his heart or the hearts of the innocents he was going to kill. So, I killed him, but these tigers didn't need to know it yet.

As the third slice to his abdomen was completed, Jaxsen lost consciousness. “When I woke up, they were sitting a few feet away drinking some more. There were four cuts altogether. This one, and this one, and this one, and this one.” One by one he showed her the four scars. The one on his ribs, the next stretched across his hip bone on the right side. The third and fourth one created an ‘X’ between the breast line and the sternum. “I think…sometimes I have dreams…that they put these here to later cut out my heart. In my dreams they do.”

He jumped as he instantly used his sword to pierce it through the huge spirit beast's body. Meanwhile, Hector used his sword this time as he targeted the heart body part of the spirit beasts, unlike Zachary who would slice their heads. Hector ran and easily pierced his sword through the spirit beast's heart. Blood splatter every time he kills the spirit beast, however, his t-shirt was still clean. There was no blood on it despite having a lot of blood splattering around. He jumped and kicked the heads of the spirit beasts and sliced their bodies.

Maybe I could get to it… No Jenny, focus on now! I opened the one drawer, grabbing hold of the sharpest knife and held it up. “I will cut out your bloody hearts and feed them to you” I snapped. “O sweetheart, we don’t have hearts” the one smirked, having reached the counter. He started to move to the left, the other one to the right. Crap…