Hearts Vex Novels & Stories

Her eyes shifted from his face down to where her hand rested. "You have no- no-" "I have a heart, Harley. It just doesn't beat." "That's insane, I never even bothered to think about whether a vampire had a beating heart…" "So, look me in the eyes and tell me that this is what you want for yourself? If you can do this one thing, then I will change my answer."

The heartbeat of the facility throbbed around them, a low pulsing hum that seemed to rise from the metal itself. Adrian felt it under his boots as he and Mara pushed deeper into the dimly lit service corridor, following the faint trail of corrupted code Rhea had projected in their minds only moments before. Every screen they passed flickered with shifting symbols—some familiar, some impossible—like the Heart was whispering warnings they didn’t yet know how to read.

The sound of hundreds of supernatural beings in pain was horrific. Thelma, Theo, and Xavier suffered worst of all. As the most powerful supernatural beings present, the pulse targeted them specifically. Their screams were raw and desperate. Through my own agony, I watched them collapse, their bodies convulsing. Dr. Vex walked through the field of writhing creatures, her expression sad but determined. "I'm sorry for the pain," she said, her voice carrying across the battlefield. "But this is necessary. You're not people. You're weapons that need to be controlled. And I'm the one who's going to do it."

Vex and Skipper give each other the eye. I’m still struggling to decide which one makes my heart flutter the most. It’s a tight competition. All of them are so different, but still equal amounts of delicious. Vex is the one on Carter’s left. He has silver hair like the others, but is the most intimidating to look at. If Carter is a gorilla, Vex is Bigfoot. He’s a giant. The most built out of all of them. His eyes, like the hair and beard, are also silver. I’m having a hard time deciding if I’m more turned on, or more petrified.

She rolls over, silent sobs catching in her throat. Vex’s chest tightens. He’s never seen her like this before. Not vulnerable, not in control. Vex slams his tablet down with a sharp snap, knuckles white against the dark surface. He rises abruptly, pacing the length of his office. Something unfamiliar twists in his chest—not guilt, he doesn’t feel guilt—but something adjacent to it. He pours another drink, downs it in one gulp, then hurls the glass against the wall. Shards scatter, a brief punctuation to his frustration.

All Hearts! "

It's almost stronger than the scent of their sex. Naham lies with his ear pressed against his mate's chest, listening to his heart beating. He used to think vampire’s didn't have a heart. Maybe his captors didn't, but the vampire lying under him does. The sound of his heart beating is soothing. The Omega looks up to see blue eyes staring back at him. His heart flutters, and he feels his Dragon come forward, peering out his eyes at their mate.

—I smiled with tight lips and lightly slapped his somewhat rough cheek —"But seriously, Jax, why are you doing this? You're young, how old are you to be already involved in so much shit?" I managed to distance myself a bit, and as I sat next to him on the fabric sofa, my heart began to normalize its rhythm; I crossed my legs and let my hands fall on my thighs, looking at the television. An uncomfortable silence had settled in, and the television without volume didn't help.

Sheila asked as she regained her composure and forced a smile. "Your bills have already been taken care of by your in-laws before they left for an urgent meeting," Doctor Felix replied smiling. "I'm feeling much better now, I think it's best I head home and rest. I'm no longer comfortable here," She stated, turning to Doctor Felix with a pleading look. "But the Roberts won't be happy if you leave. Please reconsider and stay until they return," Doctor Felix attempted to persuade her, but Sheila insisted as she had already made up her mind.