Naruto Heart Hand Novels & Stories

ASHER’S POV “No!!!l I growl and rush to Ivy who has the hearts eaters hand in her. He turns and looks at me. There is this smile that rugs on his face. I feel a sharp pain in my heart as I watch him pull his hand out of her. It’s as though one part of me just died. My hand is shaking furiously and my teeth clanging on each other firmly. Within a spill second, there heart eater is jo where to be seen anymore.

Mariya bombarded him with questions. "I've been here in Japan for a month now, and wanted to settle everything first, before I decided to show myself to you, guys... And to answer your second question, I left my heart here at Angel Voices, and I intend to keep it for myself..." Kei gently told Mariya, as he is looking at her straight in the eye, as if he's searching her inner soul. "Huh? What do you mean by that?" Mariya asked, while looking confused.

My claws elongate as I slowly push my hand into her chest, her warm blood coating my hand as the metallic smell clogs my nostrils. Grabbing her heart in my hand, I give it a squeeze watching the pain flickering in her eyes as a tear of death trickles down her cheek. "You were never fit to be a Luna. Let me relieve you of that." With a harsh tug, I rip her heart out, feeling it beat in my hands until it suddenly stops. The light leaves her eyes as they glaze over with death.

It is said that in these two moves under the face of Sasuke are rivals. Naruto, the son of the fourth generation of Nolan Magic Academy, the body has all the energy of the king of the demonic beasts Nine Tails, whenever he is emotional or life-threatening, he will unleash part of the energy of the Nine Tails. And these forces are the fourth generation of all their own power to force the seal in Naruto body, so Naruto does not have the dominant right to this energy. Sometimes he even went crazy and hurt people.

However, this kind of hands appeared on the man's body, which seemed a little abrupt. However, Zephyr Khan could feel a terrifying power fluctuation from this pair of white jade-like palms. It was like a sharp sword with a sharp aura. "You have a Jade Card?" The old man looked at Zephyr Khan with narrowed eyes and said. "Yes, you are Senior Ghost Hand of Militarism, aren't you?" "That's right. I'm Ghost Hand. Let me have a look at your Jade Card!" The Ghost Hand's long and narrow eyes narrowed like two cracks.

I had finally grown up, finally able to give her the life she deserved, yet she never lived to see a single day of it, because they stole that future from her. Before I knew it, my hand flew up. I slapped Ryan as hard as I could. "Get the hell out!"

The invisible chain tightened around my heart, and I gasped. Ronan's golden eyes gleamed with satisfaction. He released my bleeding hand and raised both arms to the crowd, his own blood still dripping from his palm. The pack howled their approval, their voices merging into a single primal scream that shook the very air. I remained on my knees, staring at my hand. The cut wasn't deep—a ceremonial wound, meant to symbolize unity—but it burned like fire. Or maybe that was the bond. Maybe that was the chain wrapping itself around my soul, anchoring me to this monster.

She bit her bottom lip and placed hers on top of mine before I entwined our fingers, and she placed our hands on her thigh. No one said a word after that, and the only thing I could hear was the loud beating of our hearts as we held each other’s hands. It was too silent, but it was a comfortable one. After a while, she began running her fingers over my calloused palm, gently rubbing and brushing it. And it was making me melt. She didn’t mind at all how bad-looking or hard my hand was. “Spend the full moon with me, Grace.” -------- AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you for reading! 💚

“You need to disrupt them!” Lyla focused her energy on the runes, her hands glowing brighter as she channeled the forest’s power. The heart let out a deafening roar, its energy surging as it fought back. “You’ve got this!” Eli shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos. Lyla gritted her teeth, pushing herself harder. The light from her hands clashed with the shadow’s energy, creating bursts of blinding light. With a final, desperate surge of power, Lyla shattered the runes. The heart let out a final, guttural sound before collapsing in on itself, its energy dissipating into the air.