Jest Heartless Novels & Stories

"He asked me to tell you, if you want your freedom so much, then you can have it, from now on you and him have nothing to do with one another, you can go and live your life, he said, from the moment you shot a bullet through his chest, all the love...is lost!" As she heard that, it felt as if her heart had been smashed in her chest, the feeling so suffocating she could barely breathe, the pain, remorse and guilt all gathered in her chest, the pain even more hurtful than a thousand bees stinging her heart, but she knew she'd brought this upon herself, if he no longer wanted her, she could only blame herself. Albert was right, she had indeed been foolish to not realize the importance he held i

Without remorse. Jack merely dusts off his hands like he swatted away an insect. I stare at the corpse, my mind struggling to process what just happened. Yes, I hated the man, but did he deserve that? Just like that? No trial. No chance to grovel. No warning. My heart pounds as I take a step back, instincts screaming at me to run. This man—my mate—is heartless. He really does live up to his name as the most feared Alpha. Jack exhales in mild annoyance, as if handling a minor inconvenience. Then, his piercing gaze lands on me. "Since you refuse to repay me, mate…" His voice trails off as he flicks his fingers.

JADE "Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. You would never change," I heard Max's voice behind me and turned. I stared at him in surprise, my heart racing as I realized that nothing had happened to him. He had pretended to faint and I was so desperate that I believed his act. "You still tried to hurt me, Jade. How come you get heartless by the second?" He asked. My eyes brimmed with tears, realizing that I was powerless right there.

Not when Alistair stopped breathing. Jossie lays him down on the ground, and without much preparation, she runs the knife deep on his chest, right above his heart. With trembling knees I step forward to take a look as black blood spills from his chest and clears the way for us to see his darkened heart. It’s dry, shriveled. And worst of all, it’s not beating. “No,” Jossie mutters, and I catch a glimpse of her face, which is wet with tears. “He can’t die. He can’t leave us like this.”

"Hmph, but I want more… Send her home quickly and come to me." "You little minx. Follow me in your car later. We'll do it in the car." "You're such a bad boy!" Soon, the sounds of sticky, intimate kissing came through the line. Luna's hands trembled as she ended the call abruptly. She stared at the cake in front of her, a wave of nausea and revulsion washing over her. It felt as if something was gripping her heart, twisting it until she was breathless, dizzy, and utterly uncomfortable. Gripping the fork, she stabbed at the chocolate plaque that read "Happy 5th Anniversary," smashing it to pieces.

Still, with Luna’s passing, I bet there would be a lot of changes in the pack. “Alpha Jacob was probably heartbroken,” I mumbled because I knew how it feels to lose someone important. “Wrong. He wanted it to happen,” Dale stated. “What do you mean?” I asked in disbelief because I believed it was so heartless for a husband to treat a wife that way. “You don’t have to know but one thing is sure, Jacob is not heartbroken,” he said. “I don’t understand why there are men like you, Dale.” “Like me? What do you mean?”

She asked. "Let's use the words heartless and dangerous. Everyone considers him as the next in line after the Devil, he kills without thinking, go against him and you're dead, and that's why I'm surprised you're still breathing, despite what you did" Ace said. He probably giving her advice to be careful about the boss (Axton). "Are you trying to tell me, everyone in this hoard is afraid of him?" Megan asked again. "Yes, every single being here is afraid of him, he's not someone you can step on, that why you shouldn't do anything to annoy him, he might just kill you".

But when he isn't thinking of them, he instantly turns against me and hurts me until I have nothing left; he could even throw me into the depths of hell. People like him seem passionate but are actually heartless. Regardless of whether he harbors such feelings or not, they can't erase the heartless things he's done to me,' she thought, brooding. She retracted her icy gaze. Then, she got up and walked to the entryway. There were a couple of drawers in the entryway. Kisa pulled one of them open and took out a contract. It was the contract from when she transferred J & K Film Group's equity to Jensen. However, Jensen had not wanted the company, so he gave her the contract.

Karila still chuckled, even though the cloth on her face didn't show her reaction. “I feel tremendously sad about this, you have no idea how he represented positivity in my life, he will be greatly missed and may Allah guide his steps away from Hell(*hell) on the last day for directions from Jannah(*Paradise). – Karila warned, feigning a sympathy that wasn't hers, a religiosity that no longer belonged to her. Remembering the act only made her shiver, looking away.

Rhett deftly finished the sentence, his fingers tapping the glass in his hand. I wasn't taken aback by this side of him. I had foreseen him giving up at any moment. Yet, I shook my head in dissent, unable to fully concur. “It's not always easy, Rhett. The people who are heartless bear the weight of a world inside their chests and they use the weight as a barrier to love. At times, selfishness suffocates these people in a small box. It is dark and scary.” I came to a halt and drew in a deep breath.