Her Heart Village Novels & Stories

"Seek the Heart, protect the Haven. But be warned, for the shadows of the past are not just memories. They live, they watch, and they hunger for the Heart's return." As the echoes of the Old One's voice faded away, we were left in stunned silence, the weight of our destiny pressing down on us. The lost Heart of the Haven was not just a relic; it was the key to the survival of our world. And somewhere, in the depths of the Veiled Haven or beyond, it awaited — as did the shadows that once sought its power. The race to find the Heart had begun, and with it, a journey that would challenge the very core of our bond and destiny.

A heartbeat across time. "The Heart... it's not an artifact," I whispered, my hand trembling as I reached out. The green thorns beneath my skin flared, recognizing their source. "It’s her. It’s a part of her life-force, kept in stasis to hold the entire Tundra together."

She saw it was a number she did not know. "Hello, who's this?" she asked as she picked up. "This is First People's Hospital. Are you a family member of Sharon Winslett?" Zara paused for a second and then said, "Yes, I am!" "We've got great news. We've found a heart for Sharon. It's a match, and she can have her surgery." Zara felt a wave of happiness wash over her. "Really? You found a heart?" "Yes, so please bring Sharon to the hospital tomorrow. The heart is still in Capital City, but it'll be here in Starville soon. Sharon needs to get ready for her surgery."

The village had grown, its thatched cottages spreading like the roots of an ancient tree, yet beneath the facade of tranquility lay an undercurrent of fear whenever the moon reached its peak. Somewhere far at the outskirts of the village lived a girl named Elara. Elara, at twenty years old, had known little of family or love in her life. An orphan since childhood, she had grown up under the care of the village, finding solace in the whispers of the wind and the gentle touch of the earth. Her beauty was undeniable—full lips that hinted at a defiance born of hardship, green eyes that glimmered with a mixture of sorrow and determination, and long silver hair that cascaded down her back like str

She maybe gone for a long time, but her heart soul remains in there. She closed her eyes and let herself fly. From behind her eyes, she could see the villagers in the fields, planting carrots and potatoes; the village patrols that stood firm on the gate and above the walls; she could even see Maddy and her annoying face standing in the fields, shouting over villagers. Then a realization hits her. Will they listen to them? Will they open their hearts for Badbloods? She guessed not but they're here now, no turning back. Hours later, Sisi whispered in a very soft deep voice. "We are here."

Shining morning, Eric’s mind is strongly deciding to go back to his hometown. His heart won’t like to leave her. Indeed, this woman is still number one to his heart. Actually, he would not like to visit to his hometown anymore; his dream to end his real love to Honey, the prepossessing woman to his eyes. Looking back, he had treated to her cool heart as a golden. In short, Rhea’s heart will be his dream love to his life ever. Will she accept my heart soon?

Every colors gather at the same time and they reflected and beam to spread the silence of the town. In the village not so far from the library which the classics lies, the house build without door and window appeared to be screaming and plead to be save. It was a indistinguished voice of the soulless form, the kind of which that lose the chance of life. Not even transcending to the formless world can possible at this point, they were stock at this village and never be heard. Except the girl in the hill, look down to everything that have happen. It was the same girl Altara notice while eyes blank and so dark as empty shell, thought there's seems to be hatred as it looking at her mother, the v

Hearing the name my eyebrows turned in thin line considering why I had to take place in her heart. "She is our daughter, sister of Raj and precisely his heart. Raj loves her more than anything and if she feels any discomfort because of anyone. He doesn't think twice to pull the heart out of that person. She is quite ill these days but does not worry, you will meet her soon." I felt a little taken away listening to the love he does for his sister. Strange...that animal even loves someone.

Well, they are not even humans. “SPADE!” Heart shouted as her face turned pale. In horror of what he said, or in fear of something, Spade doesn’t know and he doesn’t want to know. “Please… come back to us.” She said as she lowered her head. Her voice trembled and her tone was begging. Spade looked at her indifferently. “Do you really mean it?” he asked. “Yes!” Heart answered as she stared at Spade. She is sincere, and there is no scheming nor calculations that can be seen in her eyes. She really wanted for Spade to return to their side.

I shook her shoulders, “What is it?” “I saw… I s-saw the Hearteaters in their true forms. They must’ve been the one who killed the poor boy.” Hearteaters. Damn them. Hearteaters are led by Rowan, werewolves who have no wolves. Since they can now shapeshift into a wolf and even more than that, they are now a werewolf. Hearteaters are former werewolves that weren’t granted and blessed by the Trinity Goddesses. Centuries ago, with the help of an entity that was only known as “The Forest Queen”, they are able to walk and roam the earth while gaining their abilities as Werewolves and Shapeshifters as long as they consume hearts of mortals and werewolves to survive and thrive.