I Could Take Her Heart And Score Novels & Stories

"Kieran, we'll see if you're still smiling when the scores come out." Tyson met my eyes and said, "You got lucky once, riding off someone else's score. Don't tell me you actually think you're smart now."

She is maybe a simple girl but not an idiot. To be honest I feel bad to use her but then again nothing is bigger than my revenge… She was also an innocent soul so is jigyasa. Jigar Sharma took her innocence first then her life and I will take her heart and crush it but I won't stoop so low to touch her sexualy. My plan is very simple: win her trust then her heart. Make her believe everything then boom breaks her sweet illusion. "you both leave. I don't want to get caught." I told them and they nodded

I growl, my claws extending as I trace them over his frantically beating heart. "Nickolas, please," he sobs, tears mixing with the blood on his face. He's trapped, his legs riddled with arrows, unable to run. "Say hi to your daughter for me," I snarl, plunging my claws into his chest and ripping out his still-beating heart. I close my eyes, feeling the warm, slick organ pulsing in my grip, his blood dripping onto the ground at my feet. I take a deep, shuddering breath, a sense of grim satisfaction washing over me.

She turned around and was about to leave but. “Where is she? I really need Scarlet Heart now! I don’t think I can live without her!” Cullen was shouting at Heart’s boss. Heart’s eyes widened again and her heart was really fluttering hearing Cullen’s rants at her boss. Heart slowly touched her chest and was feeling her heartbeat.

Betty's voice was barely audible as she whispered, "I know you're a good man, Mateo." Mateo's eyes dropped to her other hand, as she gently raised it placing it on his chest. He was surprised as she touched the scar on his chest. A small smile played on her lips as she said, "Beneath this torn flesh is a golden heart, but hidden by the scar of a feared man."

I ask. She shakes her head. “I’m glad you want to marry me. It’s cute but that’s not what’s happening right now…” she smiles. I pull her into my arms. “Then what are you saying?” I ask. She smiles. “You didn’t figure it out yet?” she asks leaning her head on my chest. "Nope. Give me another hint…" I ask. She lets out a giggle. “Half of me and half of your equals one heart beating…” she says.

I felt sick to my stomach thinking about it. The dream she had a few nights ago pops into my mind. She was very vague, but if it was a snippet into the future, they find me. They find me and fatally injure me. She didn’t say if I make it out alive. Did she see me die and spared me the knowledge, or is there still a chance for me? For us. I feel like someone has reached into my chest cavity and taken my heart into their cruel grip, squeezing the life out of it.

Blood splattered onto the floor as her body convulsed and the head rolled away across the cold tiled floor. "Aim for her heart, " Skye reminded me coldly. I held down the still-convulsing body with both my legs, slipping my clawed hand into her chest, breaking through her ribs with a sickening crunch. I ripped out her heart and tossed the warm, still-beating muscle aside. I felt like a character straight out of one of Catherine Holloway's own dark stories, especially with the way she was looking at me now with a kind of grim impatience, like this was just a casual, necessary thing to do. "Do you have an actual plan," She whispered, her voice surprisingly steady.

Her heart is thumping, the rhythm matching mine. She can try to mask it and play tough, but I’m going to make this my win.

I know I have done a lot of bad things, but I have changed, I keep seeking for forgiveness everyday . Hmmm, abi... Ha.... She placed it on the table and walked into the kitchen to get a cup, her heart was beating faster ... What if this does not work too ? At least, all I have to do is try. She swallowed hard as she heard the door opened .. He is back ... She said her teslim from the kitchen and returned to the living room only to net him on his feet , staring at the wrapped stuff on the table and his expression was not something she could explain.