Kosmic Heart Erin Kay Novels & Stories

he grumbled. " Yes, and it's for charity," I said. He sighed in defeat. I win. Later in the day, we took a walk in the park when my heart started beating at an irregular pace. I stopped walking, and my mate looked back at me, " Are you alright?" I pressed my hand against my chest, tapping it on my chest a few times. I know this feeling. It happened the first day I met Zion at the palace: the dread and darkness. The feeling of evil is watching me. I cleared my thoughts and inhaled deeply, not wanting to worry Wyatt.

She hadn't realized it was Thursday until she landed on channel 39, which corresponded to GHShow, and came across an episode of "The Key to the Heart." Parker tried to deceive herself, pretending not to be curious about what was happening on the show and who Nicholas would choose to eliminate that night. She briefly flipped through other channels but ended up returning to the fateful 39. As much as she knew about the happenings in the mansion, thanks to having to at least glance over the articles written by Sharon and Sunshine, seeing was different, and yes, she was quite curious.

“Alright, keep me posted on any developments. I need to know everything.” “Will do.” The call ends, leaving me with a storm of thoughts. Part of me wants to feel vindicated—finally, David Sinclair might face consequences for his actions. But another part, a part I’m not entirely comfortable acknowledging, feels a twinge of… worry? Concern? Before I can delve deeper into that emotional minefield, I spot Elysian walking through the airport doors. She looks tired but beautiful, her dark hair pulled back in a messy bun, oversized sunglasses perched on her nose. My heart rate picks up at the sight of her, just like it always has.

My eyes keep moving to the door, and then back to my laptop screen. Should I text Tripp and inform him about what's going on? My heart jumps out of my chest when I hear the door open. My eyes slowly shift to the glassed door. I set my eyes on a familiar face. "Hey," ~~~~

The flames consumed Elara's body, carrying her spirit to the moon, to Damon, to the ancestors who had welcomed her home. The fire crackled and popped, sending sparks spiraling into the night sky like the souls of the fallen ascending to their rest. The heat was intense, forcing the gathered wolves to step back, but no one wanted to look away. This was their Alpha. Their healer. Their heart. Their Luna. She deserved to be seen until the very end, until nothing remained but ash and memory and the fierce, enduring love she had planted in every heart she had touched.

she whined playfully. The camera panned slightly to reveal Vittorio. He was kneeling on his heels in front of her, his usually aloof face softened by an expression I had never seen. His slender fingers delicately held a pastel band-aid, carefully wrapping it around her tiny scratch. Then, he lowered his head and pressed a lingering kiss to her fingertip. I stared fixedly at the glowing screen, the blue light reflecting in my hollow eyes. Suddenly, the stitches on my head felt as though they were being ripped open all over again, raw flesh rubbed with coarse salt. The agony was so suffocating it made my fingertips go completely numb.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

she continued to push back though I could see her resolve begin to crumble. Then I decided it was time to for her to find out who her mystery voice was. It helped that her mind was wide open and I could see all the thoughts of confusion, fear and anxiety running through. I prayed to the moon goddess that this wouldn't be what pushed her over the edge then I reminded myself, she was mate to an alpha. That meant she was Luna and leader in her own right. She was strong. This wouldn't be what broke her. “Hi Cara mia," I spoke to her mind.

She turned back to face him, her expression entirely serene, her lips curving into a slow, sharp smile that carried an absolute, sub-zero finality. "I know," Aurora murmured, her voice a calm, melodic hum that completely bypassed his panic. "She’s been pregnant for exactly six weeks, Silas. And tomorrow morning, she intends to deliver those medical records to the compliance committee to prove that your personal assets are permanently entangled with her family’s liabilities. The only question left is... are you going to run to her side like you always do, or are you going to stay here and watch the rest of the truth break?"

"L-Lakey, I..." She didn't know what to say. Her mind, inner wolf, and heart were battling inside her, making her heart throb and pound hard. Maia saw Oakley smirk while moving his face closer to her. Maia closed her eyes as all the fire inside her ignite when their lips collided.