Law's Heart Novels & Stories

With my one free hand, I quickly dialed a number on my phone. Before long, someone in a white coat appeared at the end of the hall. "Christopher Morris? He has a history of heart disease, right?" the doctor asked as he led us down the VIP corridor. Selena nodded quickly. "So, is it a relapse of his heart condition?" The doctor shook their head. "No, he got kicked in the chest during a fight." Selena had mentioned her brother before. From her words, I could tell he was a good man.

Hilda was so light-skinned and white in every way one could imagine. "I guess the system is just corrupt," I murmured to myself. Turning to leave, I accidentally bumped into someone whom I recognized, as he sat as one of the judges. Nervously, I apologized but was thrown off balance when the young lad gave me his card and insisted I call later in the evening before walking out.

Below-Prayer pressed its mouths to the gate. The Office of Mercy opens in the smallest room, because Judge Xue says mercy should not get comfortable. "Mercy," it whispered. "Was denied." That was the danger. Ava wiped rain from her eyes. "If this law turns pain into romance, I am burning the filing cabinet." "Noted," I said. "New court policy: fewer romantic injuries, more exits." Aunt Lan shoved a bowl into my hand. "Argue later. People first. Gods can wait in line."

I just hope this child will be welcomed with love because in the Moretti world, nothing was ever just about love. Dr. Phillips handed me a few brochures, her voice steady but kind. “These will give you all the information you need. And remember, Mrs. Moretti, take care of yourself. Make sure you come back for regular check-ups. Congratulations, again.” I nodded, clutching the papers like a lifeline, then gave a small wave goodbye before stepping out into the cold hospital air. The city buzzed around me, but inside, a fierce fire was growing. I was carrying Moretti blood, a symbol of hope and danger all at once.

I stand at the fax machine and watch the pages feed through, one by one, my handwriting crawling up the margins of his pristine legal document like ivy climbing a prison wall. When the last page goes through, I press my hand to my chest and feel the heart. It’s calm, steady, and almost approving. "Was that okay?" I whisper to it. "Would she have done that?" The heart doesn't answer because hearts don't talk, but it beats a little stronger for a moment, and I decide that's close enough. I walk to the window and the street is dark and empty, the streetlamp on the corner flickering the way it has for two years because the city never sent anyone to fix it.

“Your loyalty saved your pack. But soon, you’ll face a challenge where instinct alone won’t save you.” Her brow furrowed slightly. “What do you mean?” He leaned closer, his voice dropping just enough that only she could hear: “The law can protect… or it can destroy. Know it well, Aurora. It might be the only thing between you and what you love most.” A chill ran down her spine. Law? Before she could ask more, his eyes flicked over her shoulder, to where Iris stood. He gave a subtle nod, and Aurora turned just in time to see Beta Thom—stoic and quiet—approaching Iris.

Daniel stood up nodding his head and they both stepped outside their Empire. Daniel and Russell had flourished their business to new heights. Carson had built a whole complex for Cardiovascular activities and he would perform high risk surgeries, rest he would only monitor and train the interns. Lily and Leena, a specialist in heart and neuron, following the footsteps of their papa, and their husbands too. They were happily spending their married life. Daniel still remembered when he got to know that his girls had become mommies. Twins to Lilly and a girl to Leena. He kept holding those little angels in his arms until they had to be fed. Russell and Carson kept sulking that Daniel didn’t let

"If we use it to build walls, we stay trapped behind them. If we use it to build bridges, we can actually move forward. The law is meant to resolve conflict, not just manage the duration of it." Sterling stared at me, his eyes unreadable. He had seen thousands of lawyers rise and fall in this room. He had seen the ambitious, the brilliant, the desperate, and the broken. I wondered what he saw when he looked at me. Did he see the woman who used to be his prize associate, or did he see the ghost of the woman who had walked out of his office last week, returning now with a piece of the forest in her heart?

Taking them to heaven and bringing them to pure bliss. Needing to catch her breath, she broke the mutual contact and watched as his eyes opened to gaze into the darkest part of her. "I have a request." She let out. Her heart beating so fast. "What request?" He asked. His breath coming out in gasps. "I need you to promise to never break my heart_" the tears rushed down her cheeks without a warning. "I need you to handle my heart with care. I_" her voice was so unsteady that it shook.

The thing you should never tell Hell, any price, but Bella was desperate, she didn't mind what price she have to pay, she just need the baby to be safe. Now she got Hell's answer, a voice came to her, only her could hear it, she didn't know it was Lucifer who's answering, she's not just having a deal with any demon, it's the king of hell who's interested, he's bored, hell ruling gets boring after a while, he's craving having someone with him, someone to belong to him without the fear or the schemes to take over hell. The mama wolf, the way she pleaded to him, it got his attention, he could hear her heartbeat and the heartbeat of the unborn child, but it's the baby heartbeat that got his atte