Our Missing Hearts Audiobook Novels & Stories

And at that exact moment something strange happened. The rhythm skipped slightly. Just once. Adrian felt it immediately. He narrowed his eyes. Then the heartbeat returned back to normal. Steady…perfect Adrian slowly placed his hand over his chest. A weird thought crossed his mind. Somewhere out there was a living life connected to this heart. And for some reason he felt that he was connected to that life. Anna waited at the examination room for the doctor. She placed her hand on her chest. The weird sound had not returned again.

Had been preparing us for it. The voice spoke only four words. Four words that seemed to resonate through the entire city. Through every lantern. Through every story. Through every road. > The heart remembers you. Silence. Absolute silence. The city glowed. The staircase waited. The heartbeat echoed through the depths. And for the first time in centuries— the hidden heart of Lumora was ready to tell its story. ✨

“I told you from the beginning, I have no place left for anyone else. It’s just not possible.” He looked away, his jaw clenched, the hurt in his expression unmistakable. After a moment, he scoffed, a bitter sound that surprised me. “You know, Margarette, maybe you’re right. Maybe you don’t have any room left. Because you keep the gates of your heart closed so tightly, it’s worse than if you’d lost it completely. You’re alive, yes, but in every way that matters, your heart is as closed off as if it were…” he trailed off, his gaze distant, before looking back at me. “It’s worse than if it were dead.”

I meant to transfer her to the Michigan branch if she continued to pester me with her loud music. When the driver started the car, I studied the book cover she gave me. Only now did I realize the title of the book, “Where Do Broken Hearts Go?” I suddenly worried about Leigh after realizing that this book is a kind of self-help, an inspiring book providing insights about loss and grief. I close my eyes, wondering how Leigh is now.

Of course, only a person who once loved you knew exactly where to stab to hurt you the most. I could not even summon anger anymore. It felt like disappointment had hollowed me out completely. My heart felt empty. What I hated most was my own helplessness. “There’s no need to make such a spectacle, Mr. Stone. “It’s just a few words. Don’t disturb my mother’s peace.” I handed the tablet back to him. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and demanded, “Why aren’t you wearing the engagement ring I gave you?”

It feels like death, just the same as bereavement and in quiet moments, it chokes my breath. Only Marvis whom I loved so much could be my assassin. It takes an inside job to attack one so resilient to emotional injury. That is my heartbreak. My heart has been shattered to millions of pieces that I don't even know how to pick and gather them so I can mend it.

Wisdom replied. "Okay... but please go take her away" Mikel requested. "Mikel... you know what the Dr. stated, you need someone you love so dearly at your side" "I don't think that we should send her away, you should please..." "Find a place in your heart and accept her, give her a chance," Wisdom said. "I...? you mean I...? was it supposed to be me that need to find a place in my heart or her?" "Come on I can't love her, I killed her family, what are you saying?"

straight out to finish their orders and get out of there. "Oh, I see. My choice is hot chocolate. In agreement, he grinned widely. Nevertheless, I did my best to disregard his actions. But my heart was the one that let me down. The heart was beating at an irregular rate. I felt like I was about to die from a heart attack. "Ayah, I'd like the American breakfast with bacon, an egg with the sunny side up, watermelon, and coffee." I got up from the table after noting the order on my order slip. The moment I got the order slip, I gave it to the cooks. Our two dashing guests were brought coffee and hot chocolate, which I had prepared earlier. "Hello again, gentlemen. Your coffee is ready, and I h

With the strength of his allies behind him and the memory of Nyaminyami’s wisdom in his heart, he set out to reclaim the love that had been stolen from him, determined to restore Athena to the life they had once shared. Flameheart stood at the threshold of the dimly lit room, the weight of the world pressing heavily on his shoulders. The storm outside rumbled ominously, as if echoing the turmoil within him. He could feel the pulse of the city, the thrumming heart of Sunshine City that had once been filled with laughter and joy now eerily silent, as if mourning the loss of his beloved mate.

He stopped and gazed at her. "I must say, George Henry, I am grateful for your assistance in persuading Richard to divorce her. Also a big thanks to the accident that resulted to the subsequent Amnesia. I'm very sure by the time she regained her memory, she will be already smitten with my son," Alexander chuckled as he exited the room.