Hellbound Heart Audiobook Novels & Stories

I could hear Kyson calling my name over and over again before fading into the darkness. KYSON I am so confused to see her lying in the hospital after she had been alright all along. The human doctor is saying she can't be saved and blah blah nonsense he keeps making. I don't think I am ready to lose her and I never will. "Get out everyone ...out!" I yelled feeling lost. I advanced to her side and taking her cold hand to my lips for a kiss. The only way to live is to let go of my fears and turn her.

Shadows slithered through my veins, but through the torment, I felt it—a frayed, trembling thread—the bond, weakened but pulsing with defiance, a heartbeat of hope in the void. A pulse. A heartbeat. His heartbeat. I reached for it, my fingers trembling, the air around me turning frigid, a sinister chill creeping over my skin as if death itself awaited my touch. The shadows fought back, a malevolent tide, freezing and unrelenting, dragging me deeper. Whispers, venomous and twisted, oozed through the void—a chorus of torment with Lyra’s voice, thick with possession and cruel delight: “You are mine now, Henry. There is no escape.”

“Fair enough. But if this goes south, we teleport out. No unnecessary heroics.” Damon nodded, but his face was grim. As we stepped closer to the glass case, my stomach twisted. There it was—the black, beating heart, still alive. “Oh, so you’re back,” a voice echoed in my head, venomous and sharp. I froze, my eyes darting to Damon. “You heard that?” I asked. He gave me a grim nod, his eyes locked on the pulsing heart. “And you brought Alpha Kayden with you this time,” the voice taunted. It was coming from the heart itself, its malicious energy radiating in waves.

CHAPTER 35 – HEART OF FIRE The abyss beneath us roared, jagged edges glowing like molten veins. I clutched Luca to me, every pulse of his energy burning through my arms, my chest, my soul. The heart of the Serpent had awakened. I could feel it—it throbbed beneath us like a living entity, a presence older than any of us, powerful enough to devour the world. “Riven… it’s pulling me,” Luca gasped, his voice layered, fractured. Part of him, part of the power inside him, was screaming.

"Do you hear that? The heartbeats in this room... they're not in sync." I paused, my attention drawn away from the spell book. My pulse quickened, a surge of anticipation coursing through my veins. I closed my eyes, focusing on the rhythm that filled the space, and there it was—a dissonance, an irregularity in the symphony of heartbeats that surrounded us. A wave of dizziness washed over me, and I placed a hand on my chest, feeling the erratic rhythm of my own heartbeat.

what will you find but skeletons within All Hearts !!

The operating room doors closed like the final page of a book. In an instant, Yvonne and I were cut apart, as though we had been pushed into two different worlds. I wanted to laugh, but something caught in my throat. A metallic taste spread through my mouth, and something darker, heavier, sank inside my chest. Hopelessness was growing in me. I stood behind the hose cabinet like a broken statue for what felt like an eternity. By the time the doors finally opened again, the wind had already dried my tears.

A crack split through the stone floor, glowing faintly with unnatural light. Silence rippled in the wake of the quake. All eyes turned to the fissure glowing in the heart of the hall. Kaelen swore under his breath. Serenya’s pulse roared in her ears. This was no natural tremor. Something else had awoken beneath Moonspire. And whatever it was, it had been waiting. The hall erupted again—not with fighting this time, but with fear. Lords and knights scrambled back as the crack widened, light spilling upward like liquid fire. A sound rose from the depths—low, guttural, and alive.