Jest Heartless Novels & Stories

How could I forget he won me to make my life a living hell? He’ll do whatever he feels like to do with my body. He’ll burn me with his slow flaming torture for the rest of my life and he doesn’t care about my pain, the pain which gives him satisfying pleasure. He will be more pleased watching me break with every breath I take in pain. And there is no one for me to save me from his torture which he always calls it as his love. And what would you name it? Maybe, ‘His Heartless Love'. “Too late, Angel.” His voice was heavy with cruel determination as the leather crop sliced through the thick silence and licked across my flushed flesh.

I said. " Jonathan is not like the other alphas. he is brutal and he is heartless but he is not without mercy, which is why we are still alive today and which is why he is still keeping you alive." she said. "Just do what he asked so that you can be free again. " She continued to say. " where was his mercy when he chopped off our father's head and took his place as the crescent moon Alpha even if he is not of the Crescent bloodline? what mercy did he give me when he lock me in this cold, dark room with no food for weeks on end?

I began to cry more as his word stabs me like a knife, going deeper and deeper every time those words repeat themselves in my head. He stood there with a straight face and told me that I meant nothing to him. How can he be so heartless? How could he say those things to me? He's right, I Don't know him and he Don't know me, but that pull and attraction that I feel towards him is something that's hard to simply just ignore. But for him, it's like he feels nothing. He seems empty and heartless inside. Maybe that's why he has been marked as a dishonorable male because he's a heartless monster. He cares about nothing and no one.

The heart of Keesha Monteverde is racing with mixed emotions… the warm hug of Jostein makes her weak and defenseless. “There is only one thing I want… I want to make you mine.”

His heart raced even faster, and his jaw tensed with the intensity of the moment. At this moment, a strong surge of emotions overwhelmed Alyssa. She tried hard to suppress the urge to tear as her lips trembled. She said gently, "Great, as long as you are willing. Mr. Beckett, from the Beckett Group, and I… We have your back." Jasper's heart suffered a significant blow, alternating between contraction and release. It was difficult for him to open his heart to others after his childhood spent in poverty and his family broken. It was hard to show the same empathy to people other than his loved ones.

C7 Heart looked back at the car and smiled at their child when Lush shouted, “Bye, Mommy! Love you, Mommy!” The child then blew a flying kiss to his mother. Heart responded, “Bye, baby. I love you, too. Be good!” She waved at Lush, while he remained focused on his wife until he sighed when she entered the school building. Lux carried a heavy burden of guilt for past mistakes, particularly his affairs, including one with Silvana Jones. What weighed on him more was his failure to disclose everything to Heart. He struggled to find the right time, hesitant to add to her worries.

Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off. Harold has a lot of Eaters surrounding him every day. Today, I am fighting six of them with my bare hands and the skills that was left in me for decades of trainings. I cannot let them eat another portion of Harold’s mind and heart. He must think of the happy thoughts; he is running fast from the owner of the bag he just stole with. He was fourteen years old, homeless and starving. He run out from the orphanage he is staying to find his sister, but he failed. Thus, he was walking and begging on the busy street of Toronto.

"And your father can spend his remaining years in a prison cell. It makes no difference to me, Celestine. The choice is entirely yours." I stared into his dark, ruthless eyes, searching for even a flicker of mercy, a hint of the boy I vaguely remembered from society galas years ago. There was nothing left of that boy. This was a monster in a tailored suit. "You are a heartless bastard," I breathed, the words slipping out before I could stop them. His eyes hardened, a dangerous glint passing through them, but his voice remained deadly calm.

she added tears streaming down her eyes. The thought of losing her child had really terrified her, more than her husband's death, maybe it was because she really didn't love her husband, she had married him because of his money and his status but her son was her blood, the only part of her that reminded her of her mother and father that had passed away. She had lost her parents without getting the opportunity to ask for their forgiveness for her wayward ways, she wasn't going to lose Aiden now no matter what. "I will advise that he rest a bit before I conduct a further examination to ascertain what he can remember, some patients go back in time to a certain period in their life and it might

Like oxygen, you don’t question why you need it; you just know you’ll die without it. A faint, wry smile touched my lips, felt strange on my face. It was funny, in a tragic way. How fickle a heart could be. How it could be handed to someone, get broken, and still beat only for them. How a few sentences from his mouth could feel like a verdict on my entire future. I will wait for you, Jax. The thought was clear and certain, rising from the wreckage. He didn’t press. He was giving me my future, and in doing so, he was claiming it for himself, just further down the road. It was arrogant, just like Jax, but also selfless.