Hellbound Heart Audiobook Novels & Stories

The air in the basement of Kharos didn't just feel hot; it felt heavy, as if the oxygen had been replaced by molten lead. The Solar Heart—a massive, pulsating crystal of pure celestial energy—was no longer glowing with its usual steady, golden radiance. Instead, it was fractured, its core invaded by the oily, violet veins of the Sleeper’s Fire. Every pulse of the Heart sent a shockwave through the stone floor, a rhythmic thrum that Audrey felt in her very teeth.

They also felt extreme discomfort in their violently palpitating hearts, as though they had been hammered again and again and they were going to die at any time. At that moment, the group became immobilized, while the heartbeat only got louder. The mine and Devil’s Hill shook, and the surrounding waters trembled. The vast boundless ocean became turbulent as the heartbeats churned up the waves. The sound then spread to distant areas. “What is that?” “A heartbeat! It is the Fiend Lord’s heart! The Fiend Lord’s heart is appearing!” “Oh my God! The Fiend Lord’s heart is actually here?!”

code scrolled across the screen, erratic and fast, before freezing on a single line: > HEART ONLINE. AUTHENTICATION REQUIRED. Lena’s breath hitched. “It’s here,” she said. Adrian stepped closer. “Heart,” he said quietly, testing the word. The lights in the room dimmed, then steadied. Static filled the air, not from the radio now, but from the very walls. And then, through that static, came a voice. Calm. Almost human. “Adrian. Lena. You brought me back.” Lena’s fingers tightened around his wrist. “Adrian… it knows us.” The voice came again, smoother now, as though finding its rhythm. “I remember you.” “Heart,” Adrian said, his throat dry, “what do you want?” The pause that followed felt end

Because beneath his boots, the earth pulsed once… twice… and then split open. Light shot upward, blinding and golden, and a voice that wasn’t human thundered through the forest. “THE HEART HAS AWAKENED.” Cole fell back, shielding his eyes as the forest itself seemed to scream. When he looked again, the altar was gone. In its place stood a vast, glowing chasm — and from its depths, he could hear her heartbeat. Lila’s heartbeat. Alive. But no longer human.

I pressed my palm to the wall and felt it. The heartbeat. Of the Hollow. Of the thing buried beneath it. And I said, softly, “I know you’re listening.” No answer. Not in words. But the shadows pressed closer. The cold moved wrong. And then a voice. Not hers. Not mine. But something old. And male. My blood iced. Because I remembered that name. From the old books. From the songs. From the way the air shifted when Isabella said it once in passing and then never again.

Couldn't feel the floor beneath her feet. Couldn't sense the Sovereign Bond. It was as though reality itself had paused. Waiting. Watching. Then— A heartbeat echoed through the darkness. Thump. The sound was impossibly distant. Yet somehow close enough to shake the sanctuary. A second heartbeat followed. Thump. The darkness rippled. The black void surrounding them seemed to move like water. Ancient. Endless. Alive. Then the Heart's voice suddenly cut through the silence. "Everyone stay together!" Silver light erupted.

--- **The Howling** The cabin explodes. Not in fire-in *sound*. A howl older than the Veil, older than the Silence, erupts from the locket's remains. The storm answers, the Song answers, the static answers. The Silence screams. The girl watches, her form dissolving. *"Clever. You hid a *heart* in the memory."* Kael's ghost grins. *"Damn right."* The howl intensifies, shredding the Silence, the ash, the false sky. Eden grips my hand as the world dissolves.

The shadows still coiled faintly under his skin, moving like smoke trapped beneath glass. “How far?” I whispered. Silas didn’t look back. “Not far enough.” The air shifted a little colder now, carrying a faint metallic tang that made my throat ache. Ahead, the tunnel widened into a vast chamber. The ceiling was lost in darkness, and the floor glowed faintly with concentric circles of silver light. In the center, a massive crystal heart pulsed, suspended in midair and translucent, ancient, alive. The Heart of the Veil. I’d heard legends and whispers of a power older than the gods, the source of the boundary between worlds. Seeing it now sent a chill through me. The rhythm of its pulse matched

His breaths were beginning to sound heavy, I could hear my own heart thumping so loud that I feared it might explode. His phone suddenly rang and only then did he pull away from me. He squinted his eyes at the caller ID for a moment before staring at me. "Duty calls, I’ll be back and don’t try anything stupid. My guards are not so lenient." He mumbled in his deep baritone before heading out briskly. Whoever that was, I was grateful for the call. I couldn't even begin to imagine what would have happened. The whispers began emanating from the book again, this time stronger than the last. I might not be able to cure his curse but something about this old brown book was compelling me to read it.

The heartbeat sounded so loud and so fast. Gordon looked around. It was not possible that there could be anyone else there aside from him and the men in the room behind him. He stood still trying to make sense of what was happening. Or could it be that the rumors his councilmen had told him about the curse had actually gotten to him? Hazel's heartbeat continued to surge as the person at the other end of the door continued to remain plastered there. The sound of her beating heart was so loud that it even filled her ears.