Our Missing Hearts Novels & Stories

Doctor Shem explained his face facing the floor. , "What are you saying, doctor?" Sheila shouted as she gripped Doctor Shem's hand. "We have done everything we can, but your mother's illness is unusual." Doctor Shem explained to the already devastated Sheila. "But doctor, can't you still..." Sheila interrupted but before she could finish her sentence, the machine started blinking red, and Shiela's mother began shaking violently, causing confusion and panic among the doctors and nurses. The machine abruptly stopped when Shiela's mother stopped moving, and Doctor Shem used his telescope to examine her before delivering the devastating news. "I'm sorry, but she's gone."

Nadazhda replied while Zeke smiled to the fullest, scrutinising her gaze at him. "It's because your heart misses a part of it," he said. "Eh?" she asked. Which part of it did it miss? "You miss someone." "Who?" Nadazhda's eyes widened. "You." "No way! I'm not missing some... Ah!" she felt another ache again. "See, You miss someone," he beamed. "No, I didn't...Ah!" she groaned in pain. "Your heart realised what it misses," Nadazhda cringed mentally.

She groaned, "fuuuck.. you're wet." I giggled, "I know..." "Are you ready?" Before I could nod my head, all my senses came back and I could hear the song again.. "....My heart beats, for you, girl you know you are the one. Why you mad at me? Girl I know I made mistakes, I know I fucked up. But my heart beats for you baby I'mma go 'head scream it loud. But if you leave there's something I can't control, So let's do it one last time, a fuck for the road......."

But from that night every night I am waking up from the same dream and is not able to fall asleep again. Ranveer taught me what love is and he taught me what heartbreak is. How it feels to live without the person you love the most ? How it feels to control yourself when all you just want is to be with them ? I know he doesn't need me and every second I make myself understand that he does not need me but my heart never understand it. I took the picture of my Mom from the nightstand.

The group standing in the silent aftermath of their battle. The Heart, now shattered, lies in pieces scattered across the floor. It no longer pulses with dark magic, but the weight of everything they’ve endured lingers heavily in the air. The victory feels almost unreal, and the silence that fills the room is thick, as if the very walls are mourning for everything lost.

Ash had made an effort to dose it down from the alien horror movie it was to the miracle of life it was supposed to be. I got to the final charm and felt like I was going to chock on a sob. My fingers shook as I raised it to my lips. It was two hearts with running stitches joining them and four diamonds; each stitch for each person in our new family. I wiped a tear away. The memory of him holding out our charm was still very vivid in my mind like it happened only a few minutes ago. We share a heart, because mine would never beat, if yours didn’t exist.

Michelle Morripin. When Matthew left the room, something inside me came out. It was not my body that was alone, it was my heart. The chest squeezed as if something was missing, as if it wanted to remind me of all the times I had lost him before. Those absences that corroded me inside, those nights when I thought I would never see your eyes looking for me again. Closed my eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath, trying to get rid of that anguish.

There was a drone that was hovering about the park for some minutes, I remember smiling at the drone, happy about it, and when it hovered over Nigel and me, I had smiled at it because I thought nothing was amiss. Bloody idiot. If only I’d known that the drone was there to capture our hidden romance, I would’ve tried to conceal myself and Nigel. I let myself go and felt comfortable because I rarely got Nigel to myself and the few times I did, I made sure no worries got between us. I hesitate before moving on to the next picture. The pictures so far have gotten progressively worse and I know this next one would be more damning than the one I’m currently looking at. Sure enough, I turn to the n

Someday when Alex was ready, when she wasn't about to concentrate on law school, she could discover what I would soon be leaving. It was a good tale, a story of fabrication, and one I knew was a lie. The pain within me from the moment we woke was too intense. The evidence pointed to one conclusion: Nox hadn't taken a piece of my heart. He had the entire thing. Repair would never come. It wasn't possible to repair what no longer existed. With each breath, the void of my missing heart ached in my chest.

After scanning his body, we discovered a GPS chip in his cranium, which we demolished. Now, the painful high point of my existence was that Mikayla was not home as yet. Four people from the pack remain missing: Amoy, Preya, and Amber. Yes, they were in the Fairy Realm doing goddess knows what. The cottage kills me with Mikayla’s scent and my wolf is going crazy. Tyr was constantly on tenterhooks. Moving about in my head in a diurnal rhythm, whimpering and buzzing in despair. I'm counting the days of her absence. Despite the many people here, I feel alone. I can't help but think back to the times she shared a smile with me and her lovely joyful demeanor. Like a flower without a sun and a bull