Hero Of The Hearts Novels & Stories

She asked, impatient as she waited for him to elaborate. "Bruce a-and Layla Kingston. They're the leaders of t-the Panthers, The American m-mafia." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Unfortunately, I don't have a clue of who they are." The woman grabbed another knife from the table and slashed multiple cuts on his chest, red blood oozing down his torso freely. Bella went around him and carved a heart on his bare back. It was her symbol; a signature, you could say. Each of her victims, alive or not, bared the symbol on their skin.

Alpha patted on her back, while still staring inside, the tray held a beating heart, which was full of blood pumping out, as fresh as if recently pulled out of some animal. "My prayers will render it beating through out, it will be alive forever, till you find you destination. Then you will be triumph and control the rest of the hearts of each and every one in the world, with the love inside this feminine heart. I pray thee, this heart beats forever, and you get stronger with it. Let it not wither, else you wither too!", his voice echoed in the room, as he spoke while holding the heart high in his hands, and putting it in the box, locking it from the above.

“And that's why I can't be with her.” “Why?” he asked. “She needs someone who can protect her.” I coughed. He pulled back and offered a hand. “You’re a human,” he whispered. “But you don't fight like one.” I hesitated then grabbed his hand. “You lack strength,” he continued. “But you have speed and something the other warriors don't have.” “What?” I asked, staring at the other warriors. “Heart,” he said simply. He stepped back, raising his sword to the other warriors.

The hero's heart bled for them, and they knew that their mission extended beyond defeating malevolent forces. With a compassionate heart, the hero dedicated themselves to helping those they encountered, mending the broken and bringing hope to the desolate. They understood that defeating darkness was not just about vanquishing foes but about healing wounds and nurturing the seeds of goodness in every soul they touched. As the hero's reputation spread, more beings sought their guidance and aid. They formed alliances with beings of diverse backgrounds, united under a common purpose—to protect the fragile balance of existence and preserve the wonder of The Enchanted Realm and beyond.

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"Ma'am, you have to see this." Her eyebrows furrowed and she looked at him angrily "what is going on?" He looked at her in fear, before looking at her assistant, and back to look at her again "It's Miranda's heart, it's on fire." The eyes of the two widened in shock, and they looked at each other. No way. Miranda's heart only flared up twice, once with the birth of the Holy Sword Maiden. And again in the great war between the kingdoms, to choose his carrier in the war, which took place between the kingdoms eighty thousand years ago

Esme nodded. “Tessa doesn’t have a normal heart. She has the Heavenly Heart. It’s a magical heart,” Esme explained. “In order to remove it, not only does it need to be filled with love and trust, but the person who removes it needs to have real passion and desires to obtain it. Eevee’s father, Benji, had true passion and desires because that heart would save his daughter. He tried to get that heart while Tessa was still a baby because a baby’s heart was pure and already filled with love and trust.” “My heart won’t be filled with love and trust for them though,” I said, shaking my head. “So, it won’t work.”

But. I was still hoping I guess, that we would be able to work it out. I couldn't hate him, even when I had every reason to. After all, he was the only man I had ever loved. And he was the only man I was going to love. Because the heart is a bitch, you can't make it understand by reasoning with it. It forgets all the hurt someone caused you, all the pain, all the misery. It only remembers those moments when someone made you breathless. Over and over, it just runs toward one person. And unfortunately for me, that one person was Landon.

Using her fingertips, she traced the corner of his lips. Anthony was moved by her tender touch. He bent down his head slowly and pinched her chin up. He gave her a tender kiss before carefully carrying her and putting her down on the couch at a corner. “ My love, I was just thinking who was the person trying to hurt you. Do you have enemies or is it my enemies that is doing this to us?” “ Hon, whoever he or she is, I'm not afraid. “ She clung more on his masculine body. “ I'm not giving up without a fight.”

His wife who was panicking at the beginning, shouted. Antonio closed the scroll and called the guards in to the room. Together with the queen , the king was taken to his Chambers. There , a medicine man came to treat him. “What is wrong with my husband?” The queen asked with tears rolling down cheeks. If anything happens to her husband then the kingdom would lose everything to the emperor and his cruel son. “He had a heart failure” The physician answered, pouring the Herb’s water in to the jar, he was holding. “What?” A voice asked from door A woman in her early twenties walked in to the room. She had a crown in her hand.