Novel & Cerita Hearts To Hearts

“But then, I think you already know that.” With a final look, she turned and walked away, her heart pounding against her ribs as she exited the lounge. She didn’t stop, didn’t look back, but her mind was a storm of conflicting emotions—resentment, suspicion, and something dangerously close to longing. She hated that he could affect her like this, hated the pull he seemed to have, the way he could so easily make her forget, even for a moment, her mission.

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!

The complexities of their hearts were not easily unraveled, but together they were determined to navigate the winding path of forgiveness and renewal. As they stood there, hands entwined and hearts laid bare, a sense of hope blossomed within their souls. The journey ahead would be arduous, but armed with love, understanding, and the unwavering desire to mend what was broken, they took their first steps forward—into a future where redemption, healing, and the resilience of the human heart would guide their way.

"Who's got the black heart?" "I do" a light voice perked up then stood up. "Come on. Let's get this over with." Everybody looked at the figure that stood up. Of course, it just had to be her. Mrs. Heartbreak herself, Deborah Taylor. If heartbreak hotel had a receptionist, it'd be Vanessa. If there was someone rich, beautiful and invested enough to buy the hotel then turn it into her own personal workspace, that'd be Deborah. She was part of the clique of all those posh Grade 12 students that felt like they'd already become independent, and could care less about what anybody said or cared (That’s what everyone thought). Her 5'9 figure was a normal height in these parts but she’d carry herself

“Hearteaters are able to walk and roam the earth while gaining their abilities as Werewolves and Shapeshifters as long as they consume hearts of mortals and werewolves to survive and thrive. Their true forms are wolf-like entities that stand like a man but with ram horns and bat-like hands and arms.” Every word Tyler sent across me made my heart pound, throbbed, beat rapidly as if there’s no tomorrow. “And one thing you can fathom their presence is that once they are around, the sun seems to hide and everything suddenly turns cold. The air is flooded with the scent of death that you can only smell when in front of a decaying corpse.”

I told her with all my heart. “I love you, too, Love,” she mouthed. I wish I could turn back to that time. I wish I have the ability to turn back to the time where all the things was on its place; happy and peaceful. I wish I could change the fate to a beautiful one. That precise day, I felt all of my insides went numb. It felt like living without a spirit. It is still feels like.

I knitted my eyebrows and brought his palm near my heart. “Are you hearing this?” I questioned with a weak smile and instantly his eyes snapped in my direction. He looked at me, then his palm and then lastly held an eye contact with me. His eyes were pale, devoid of every emotions except confusion. “Can I hate my heartbeat?” I asked again but he only searched my face and few minutes later he shook his head. And that’s when my smile went mode bigger. “This heartbeat is for you. So if I couldn’t hate it then how can I hate you?” I said softly and he gets almost startled in shock.

I fired. He froze like an antelope in headlights. "I can't seem to remember o." Harriet leaned closer with a smile on her face. I grinned. "October eight, two years ago?" He scratched his head looking confused. "Well, it was just a harmless mistake, it was for cruising and she got it all wrong." "Harmless? But you appeared harmful to the girl by shattering her heart into pieces." Harried chuckled so hard, slapping her thighs. "Well, I'm born again." He shrugged his shoulders.