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"You will die with us!" "Then we die free!" I yelled. Beside me, Nevan had fought his way to my side, his clothes torn, his face splattered with the violet fluid that served as the drones' blood. He grabbed my waist, holding me upright as the feedback from the system began to pulse through my body. "Do it, Ruby! Burn it all!" I saw the master file—the 'Heart' of the Ascendancy. It was a digital map of every person they had infected, every contract they had signed, every life they had ruined.

"Just a day. Why would you want to know, if I may ask, Miss?" He cocked his head at me. "Is there a cure for it?" I asked him, ignoring his question. "The victims can be saved if treated early enough. But once the poison reached the victim's heart, the creature can not be saved from death." "You have to leave now Lila! We don't have much time left." Amber urged me and I left immediately. "Miss! The Zeta doesn't agree with you leaving the room. Miss!" Cyrus yelled after me but I ignored him, dashing out of the room.

I don't think I'd ever get the opportunity to have him this close to me if he ever found out what I was up to. "You look pretty, Skylar," For the first time in weeks, he said my name, and it hit a spot it shouldn't have. I felt my heartbeat pick up an unusually fast pace as we stared into each other's eyes. Why was my heart beating this way? These were dangerous heartbeats. I shouldn't be loving Alfredo Miller again, but here I was, totally smitten by him. I forced myself to believe that I didn't love him because I was mad at him, but the truth was I never stopped loving him. All those years, it was there somewhere hidden in my heart, waiting for the right time to sprout again.

He is a heartless, ruthless demon and an enemy that is not easy to defeat. ******** Violet was standing by the window in her room, watching the rain falling. The sun had fallen asleep, leaving the sky in darkness. Tears dripped from Violet's eyes as her heart crying in pain. All the bad things that happened to her made her feel like she was living in hell.

Margins full of notes in Orion’s tight handwriting. “Any more mentions of the heart thing?” I asked. “Relic,” Cee corrected automatically. “It felt like a relic.” “Relic, heart, nuclear star bomb,” I said. “Anything.” She flipped through her own notebook. “Just what I told you. Deep underground. Star-heart shape. Same curse pattern as your stone. It felt like… the source of the interference.” “Source,” Eleanor echoed as she set another thick folder down. “Of course.” We all looked up.

The Depths of the Heart The world was breaking again. By the time Kimberly and Elion returned to the temple ruins, the air itself seemed to twist and breathe. The ground rippled under their feet as though the veins of the Heart beneath were shifting, searching, awakening. The moon, fractured and pulsing overhead, bled faint light across the sky—neither gold nor silver, but a dull crimson glow that deepened with each passing hour. Kimberly pressed a hand to her chest. The rhythm of her heart no longer matched her body’s. It beat in time with the world’s. With her.

“Jess, this… heart. It’s not just a thing. It’s aware. It’ll try to use us—our fears, our regrets.” She met his gaze, drawing strength from his quiet resolve. “Then we don’t let it. We’ve faced ourselves. We can face this.” The path widened as they neared the nexus, its core now visible—a massive orb of violet energy, veined with black, suspended within a lattice of twisted spires. Shadows swirled around it, forming fleeting images: burning worlds, shattered constellations, and faces—her mother, her father, the doppelgänger—all whispering her name. The spark within her flared, not in fear but in defiance, as if recognizing the heart as both enemy and kin.

he takes my face in his hand and kisses me. Fuck his lips are so soft against mine. it feels like heaven. I should stop him, shout at him my mind is screaming telling me to stop him, but my heart says no just live the moment. we pull away to breathe. we are looking into each other eyes "I'm not going to see you again. right?"

“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.

If things got worse, I figured I knew where to start for looking for a rogue that might actually help as part of this cure. I took back to sitting on my bed with a spell book reading through it trying to learn different techniques. The pages were worn, and I was careful not to tear them, or as Hilda continued to remind me, I would find myself out on the street. I stifled a yawn as I began reading the words blurring together as I try to focus on the letters one after another. The ground is littered with dead bodies, all with their hearts cleaved out of their chest. In the centre is that feral beast I know too well. Dark eyes and razor-sharp teeth drip from his jaw as he tears into yet another