I Could Take Her Heart And Score Novels & Stories

Beatrice bit her fingers as she walk back and front. "How can I?" she's panicking, "I need to get rid of this mark!" She doesn't know what to do, she doesn't want to get married yet. There are a lot of things she wants to do before she settles down with a man she knows and love, not just a random man who marked her without her consent! "Scar... Scarlette!" She roared, "now that I remembered it, Scarlette has a lot of knowledge about this! I should talk to her."

My mate watches me, waiting silently for my answer, and who am I to deny her? So, I lean in slightly, sending my answer into her mind, “You already have it. My heart is yours forever.”

In the heat of the moment, he drove to another city to meet with her. I saw him walking to the closet and pulling out the scarf Sonya made for him from a corner. Now, Owen touched the gray scarf I had knitted for him, seemingly surprised that he felt a tinge of sadness over my death. … It drizzled on the day of my funeral. Bianca came early. She stood in front of my tombstone holding a black umbrella. The attendees paid their respects before my grave and left. In the end, only Bianca and Owen were left.

My resolve crumbles, and without hesitation, I plunge my hand into her chest, feeling the thump of her heart beneath my fingers. “No... she promised me,” she pleads, her voice quivering with desperation, as my hand cups her racing heart. I growl, my eyes narrowing in a fierce glare, the intensity of my anger palpable. “That wasn’t a promise Renna should have made,” I assert, my grip tightening as I forcefully tear her heart from her chest. The sickening sound of flesh tearing fills the air, mingling with the metallic scent of blood that permeates around us.

She is truly a master manipulator. “It requires a token of appreciation from you.” She squeezes the bird gently. My eyes narrow at her. “What do you want from me?” She crushes the bird with her hand. The cracking bones and tissue make a nauseating sound and the bird’s blood splashes all over her white dress, effectively painting it red. “I want the heart of your fated mate.”

“Izzу, hоw can you еvеn thіnk that? I’ve juѕt tоld уоu hоw уоu mаkе mе fееl, аnd you think I’m now turnеd оff by уоu? You evoke ѕо much раѕѕіоn іnѕіdе. I аm without a shadow оf dоubt tоtаllу, completely, hеаd over hееlѕ іn love with уоu.” “Rеаllу?” I asked ѕtіll unсеrtаіn. I wаѕ still waiting for thе mоmеnt that I’d wаkе uр from thіѕ аmаzіng dream. “Yеѕ, rеаllу, thіѕ іѕ уоurѕ.” He grаbbеd mу hand, directly рlасіng it оvеr his hеаrt. “Mу hеаrt wіll оnlу е vеr belong tо you. It wіll оnlу еvеr beat fоr уоu. Only уоu will have thе роwеr tо brеаk іt, іtѕ entire fate rеѕtѕ wіth you.”

Did he really thought he could win over me? “What a foolish wish you have to think that you could ever defeat me.” And I pulled out my hand, taking out his heart. But the feeling of the beating was different. I knew it because I had torn the hearts of many creatures and I could tell what I held wasn't a healthy heart.

“Not even close.” She reached out and traced a finger along one of the old scars across my shoulder. Her touch was cold, but her eyes burned like embers. “You’re loyal to her, aren’t you?” she murmured. “That little red-haired mutt. Scarlett.” My heart thudded painfully once. Her lips curved. “Thought so.” I said nothing. She leaned closer, her breath warm against my ear. “Tell me, Cardan… what would you trade to see her again?”

I have wanted death for years and today is no fucking different. “Come on, don’t waste my time. You wanted the heart scale. I’m giving you the chance to take it from me without a fight. Or is it that you are scared?” I scoff at her as I walk towards her. “That’s right, you’re nothing but a fucking pussy who is scared of little old me. Come on, don’t be shy. It’s yours for the taking. TAKE IT!” I scream at her when she falters and takes a step back.

Her eyes grew brighter and nodded like a little girl who is asking for candy. “Yes please!” she said cheerfully and smiled. “But on one condition” An idea suddenly popped in my mind. This is a good chance to ask help in order to get closer to Katie. “What is it?” she asked curiously while looking at me. I whispered my condition and after that she looked at me seriously. She suddenly smiled, nodded and gave me a thumbs up. “Just give me your number and oh! Your friend too”