Hearts Vex Novels & Stories

The screen suddenly went blank, and a string of profanities escaped my lips. Seriously?! I'm getting tired of this sh*t. I looked up from the blank screen, and my eyes met with the door. At that instant, it swung open, and someone walked in. A particular black-eyed dude that frustrates me. "Have you seen it?" Xander asked, his eyes lit up with something I couldn't quite pinpoint. "Seen what?" I rolled my eyes, flexing my fingers. "Skylar De Novo's reveal, damn, it's trending at number one."

It's like a stab to the chest, leaving you in a state of unrest. The worst part is when they don't even care That's the most painful thing to bear. Sometimes they love someone else. That's a different type of hell. Waiting, watching and searching for clues , If you'll ever be able to make them yours. Mahendra could only stare at her as she recited the poem. At her eyes and at her lips. He was mesmerized by her. Internally, he felt beyond happy that she left Vikram. His arm was still around her waist and he wanted it like that.

But from that night every night I am waking up from the same dream and is not able to fall asleep again. Ranveer taught me what love is and he taught me what heartbreak is. How it feels to live without the person you love the most ? How it feels to control yourself when all you just want is to be with them ? I know he doesn't need me and every second I make myself understand that he does not need me but my heart never understand it. I took the picture of my Mom from the nightstand.

I heard a male voice say " why do I feel I've heard that voice somewhere? " "And I promise you my dear, you'll get it, you just have to go according to the plan, after I get married to him I'll make him transfer all the money we want and we'll leave here immediately, now all you have to do is try come up with a new business deal or something, ok?" Melissa said

That smile though. Anyway, my time for that meeting came and I dressed myself with a blouse and plaid trousers like I am applying for work. I tied my hair into a bun then applied some light shade lipstick on my lips. I drove all the way to the campus then looked for his office which was named "Fixing Hearts Request". It was his personal office but it also says in the description written on the advertisement on paper sticking on the announcement board that it was an office where people who have love problems will visit there and ask for the professor for some love advice. My face turned into disgust as I read word for word on the said advertisement. And now it questioned myself if I should st

The save that was brilliant and dangerous, the skill that was his gift and his damage. He returned to the garage, the adrenaline that was still metabolizing, the hands that were shaking slightly. Cyrus was there, official capacity, professional distance — the constraints that were permeable. "Your heart rate," Cyrus said, the observation that was medical and intimate. "Peaked at 185. Sustained tachycardia. The correction in 12 —" "I know," Theo interrupted, not defensive, aware. "Too aggressive. The chaos that is not channeled. The —" He paused, finding the word they had taught him. "The velocity without presence."

The ache in my chest was still sharp, but it had a purpose now. I was halfway through cleaning my gun when the big TV in the main room suddenly turned on by itself. Apparently, someone had hacked the feed. Vex’s face appeared on screen. He looked very pale and thin, with bandages visible under his open cut, but his eyes carried the same old cold and full of fire. He was sitting up in a hospital-style bed somewhere hidden.

Every creak of the old floorboards beneath her felt like a scream. “He didn’t leave,” Cass said under her breath. “Men like that don’t vanish.” “No,” Leo agreed. “They reposition.” The sound came then—barely audible, but unmistakable. A scrape against metal. A subtle weight against the fire escape outside. Cass’s pulse spiked. She grabbed the nearest blade from her desk drawer, cold steel anchoring her as adrenaline surged. Leo’s eyes found hers in the gloom, wordless agreement passing between them. The lock on the window rattled.

The sound of the echocardiogram machine filled the hospital room, rhythmic beeps punctuating the heavy silence. Daphne struggled to open her eyes, her eyelids feeling impossibly heavy. As she blinked, the bright light streaming through the hospital's windows assaulted her senses, making her wince. Everything felt surreal,her body was sore, her mind disoriented, and the sterile smell of antiseptic stung her nose. Slowly, the memories of the night before came flooding back,the fight with Leo, being thrown out, the pain in her stomach. Panic seized her chest, and her hand instinctively flew to her belly. Her fingers pressed against the soft curve, desperate for some sign, some reassurance.

“Don’t you?” He held out his hand. The light from the Heart flickered again - this time not red, but gold. Briefly. As if something inside it recognized him, too. Evangeline looked to Emma. Emma gave the smallest nod. She passed the Heart over. Virex didn’t touch it yet. He just stared down at it, reverent. “You’re all going to die in there,” he whispered. “But I’ll open the gate anyway.” “Comforting.” Rhea rolled her eyes.