Hellbound Heart Novels & Stories

] [It's an A-rank cursed item that targets congenital weaknesses! [These players are disgusting! They exploited her kindness!] [It's over. They're going to use her heart condition against her!] "Hand over your Tarot cards and those artifacts," Brad threatened. "Or this 'Heartbeat Hourglass' will make your heart explode." "We did our research on you," another player sneered. "Congenital heart disease, right? This item will put an infinite strain on your heart." "Why?" The word was a choked whisper. I stared at them, my heart shattering. "I thought... we were friends."

“Tell me. It’s frustrating that I could feel your uncertainty, but I can’t read your mind.” “It’s just… What if you change your mind?” I traced the neckline of his black cashmere sweater. “I can’t really rely on your words, you know. You changed your mind too many times since we met.” “I know.” He grabbed my right hand, pressing it right where his heart was. “But do you feel that?” I nodded, bewildered at the thumping beneath my palm. It’s interesting when every lore I’ve read spoke of vampires as undead, without a heartbeat. And here he is, a vampire with a beating heart.

Something was wrong. Cass slid out from under the covers, moving like a shadow. Her steps carried her down a side hallway, following a faint noise—muted, like a struggle pressed into velvet. It grew clearer the closer she came. A muffled thud. A harsh exhale. Then, silence again. Cass pressed her palm to the wall, heart quickening. She wasn’t supposed to be here, wasn’t supposed to hear this. But she couldn’t turn back now. The door at the end of the corridor was ajar, darkness bleeding out into the hall. Inside, something shifted.

“That’s what makes you dangerous.” The compliment shouldn’t help, but it does. The next chamber glows red. Dozens of veins converge at its center, forming a massive, beating heart suspended by tendrils. Every throb shakes the air. A small stone altar sits beneath it, carved from bone. The Maze whispers again. “The heart must drink.” Maeven’s hands tremble. “It’s asking for more than blood.” Dax scowls. “How much more?” Kael’s voice is quiet. “Life.”

“Then let them watch him grow up without their chains. They want a key? I’ll give them a goddamn supernova that burns their world to ash.” Kael shifted against the rock behind me, a wet, rattling cough breaking the silence. He was physically decaying, his left arm bound in a black tactical sling that was now soaked through with dark, purple-tinged blood. He looked like a ruin of scorched leather and gray ash. “They know,” Kael rasped, his voice a ruined vibration. “They know the Heart is active. They were just waiting for a heartbeat to map the focal point.” He leaned his head back against the stone, conceding his crown to the corporations, to the ruins, to anyone who could keep the child br

"Are you thinking about your mom again? Do not think about it anymore. You have me now. I am your family." I leaned against his chest and listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Each heartbeat pressed into me like a blunt knife, carving a deeper ache inside. I thought, 'He's always so kind and dependable. How could this man be one of the people who killed my mother?' When Caleb abandoned my mother to care for Olivia, Ryan seemed like a savior. He arrived with a doctor in tow, a supposed beacon of hope slicing through the shadows. Now, I understood the truth. That doctor never came to save her; he came to take her heart. This explains why my mother's funeral was so swift.

I said hanging up before closing my eyes finally ______________________________________________________________________________ Kayla's POV Making my way out of the cafe and walked across the street quickly hailing a cab, I felt dizzy so Bella told me to take the remaining day off. The ride to the house was quiet, getting to the house it was worse , I mean the kind of quiet in horror movies, I ignored the feeling in the pit of my stomach and made my way to my room making no noise so that no one will be aware I'm in. Slowly making my way to the bed , I closed my eyes briefly but the sound of clinking heels made me sit up ready to shout at Lissa if she made the mistake of coming in here but t

As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

I think it's his room, it has one big window, TV and big king-size bed everything was black in his room, even the sheets except the walls they were gray. "you thought I will get scarred, after what you said don't mess with me. oh, you don't have any idea. About how I'm so scared right now. I tried to release my hand from his grip but that only makes him hold it tighter. he leaned down and whispers in my ear "I know that one day you will be mine. maybe for a week-" that's disgusting "that will be only in your dreams." I screamed in his face without hesitation. "if I want to, you will be the actress starring in my dreams" then I felt his breath on my lips. please don't do it, please don't do i

He is made of Vileness, the most disgusting thoughts buried in a soul - Bloodsongs. * (Aurora) Aurora looked into Art's face and she wanted to bury herself under the blanket and never come back out. Shit. What had she done? Why would she dream about something so preposterous? This was absolutely not right. He was still looking at her, his eyes strangely blue, and dark, and her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her throat... she wondered whether she had blurted something out loud while she was asleep.