Heartstopper Imogen Novels & Stories

I glance at Imogene, and she’s staring at me, wide-eyed, like she can’t quite believe it. I reach for her hand, my fingers wrapping around hers and holding on tight. “Did you hear that? I’m a match, Im.” Imogene’s lips part, but no sound comes out at first. Then, like something inside her snaps, she lets out a sob, her body trembling as she turns into me. Her face presses into my chest, her fingers clutching the front of my shirt as she breaks down. I pull her into my arms, holding her tightly, feeling the way her body shakes against mine.

She closes her eyes again and heave a sigh. I gently rub her hand her eyes open to look at me, her pupils dilate and she opens her mouth to say something but decides against it. “I am tired, master,” Imogen says after a few minutes. “Take some rest, by the time you awaken, everything will be fine” Tears stream down her eyes, “I don’t think I will make it master” she says, “I feel my heart weakening every minute, I might not….” “I told you to be quiet, Imogen ” I hiss and this is when the door pushes open and Derrick ventures into the room looking all angry and confused, he does not like the sight in front of him and he immediately yanks me away from her.

she falls silent as Imogen coughs. “Hey, I’m Imogen. I’m this one’s sister.” She points at Atlas. He ruffles her hair. I don’t apologize for my rudeness but I can see her face is like thunder, no doubt she’ll give me an ear bashing when hot lips in front of us leaves. I sip at my champagne languidly. “Nice to meet you too, Imogen. I wanted to know if you all would be willing to have a photo with me for my social media page.” Well, hell yeah. Does a pretty brunette need to ask twice. We all shake our heads. Imogen sighs.

She hates that feeling, and she will never be weak to anyone or anything again. "It won't work on me, I have changed as you said and you are the one who changed me, turned me into this. And this is nothing, am going to drive you nuts, and make you regret not killing me" Imogen stated confidently. "You already driving me nuts" Simon confessed as he stared at her plump lips. He wants her, every bit of her, her body, her heart, even her thoughts. He is going crazy for her, nuts he is ready to be mad as long as he have her.

“I want to protect her so badly.” “You can’t protect her against everything.” “I can damn-well try. She didn’t have the easiest life, you know?” Lazarus nods. “Neither did you, Brother, and Darrick didn’t hide things from you, did he?” “I hated his guts though.” “And if you’re not careful, Simone will start to hate yours. What happened? How did Imogen end up in a cage in the Tyr family’s crypt?” I sigh and sag to the bed. “Imogen washed up the next night, still alive.”

She stomped toward me as if she intended to do something, but Eddie’s bodyguard immediately stepped in to block her path. She couldn't touch me, and the frustration made her look like her brain might explode. I found her state somewhat pathetic. She avoided me and headed for a different exit, but just before reaching the door, she couldn't help but call back. "Just you wait. Don't think you're so lucky just because he's pampering you now." At this, Imogen’s eyes turned bloodshot as she glared at me. "You aren't the one he loves most. You're nothing compared to her. And... she's much, much closer to you than you think. Hahahaha."

I stared directly into her eyes, which were now starting to burn with anger. "All it proves is that you aren't confident you can win him back. In fact, you have no confidence at all." "That's not true!" Victoria shot to her feet. The sudden movement sent her silver spoon clattering against her porcelain saucer with a shrill noise. A few purebloods in the high-end cafe glanced over. She struggled to lower her voice, the cracks in her perfect mask beginning to show as she hastily defended herself. "Caspen isn't mad at me anymore! When we were at the steakhouse, he—"

Relieved , I was feeling relieved ? A chill of terror rose in my heart crawling all the way up to my spine and freezing my head . This wasn't me , what in the world was I even doing here ? This person who was kissing Jacob as if he was more important than her dying breath wasn't me . It couldn't be me . How can I be something - someone so defective ? My actions were nothing but immoral . Stop . I need to stop before I could no longer . I raised my hand and clutched Jacob's bicep and tugged on it , in a fruitless attempt to make him stop .

My sister lied and accused me of cheating right in the middle of the college entrance exam, all to snatch my guaranteed spot in college. My results were voided, and I was banned from taking the exam for life. "I don't want her to stray from the straight and narrow…" My sister cried in front of the cameras, as if she were the victim here. Then, she took the acceptance letter from a famous college that should've been mine. She also stole my boyfriend and told everyone they were an official item. Eventually, she got her happily ever after. Meanwhile, I got into a car crash on my way to the precinct to clear my name and died a horrible death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the ex

She walks towards him, he steps back in resistance until he reaches the wall, a dead end with no where for him she comes closer, too close that he could feel her breath on his face as she looked up at him, looking into his eyes. “I’ve always known you have a good heart……under this hard exterior” placing a hand on his chest “under this torn flesh is a heart of gold” he looks at her reminiscing her words, watching her lips as they release those words, he felt every need and desire to pull her in, Betty stood in eyes contact with Mateo wandering his next move hoping it would be satisfying to her wild thought, not wanting to wait till he made the move, she places her right hand on his face been