Pieces Of Her Heart Novels & Stories

He really was speaking from the bottom of his heart… Why? Why did he have to wait until that moment? It was too late for that! My heart was already broken. Even if we managed to fix it, there would still be a hideous scar on it. My tears rolled down like rain, and the pain I had was mixed with hatred. I pushed him away like a lunatic, telling him to get lost. However, his body weakly fell to the ground, and I was stunned by what had happened so suddenly. I reached out my foot to kick him a little. "Stop playing dead. Yoel? Yoel!"

Even to the very end, she had foolishly believed that he would make her his wife. As the officers led her away, Janice's eyes met mine one last time. All of a sudden, her inner voice pierced through my thoughts: "I'm sorry, Daniella…" My heart skipped a beat. For a moment, I couldn't tell whether the voice was Janice's or Heidi's. Still, the painful reality remained—neither of them would ever return. Dad had been right all along. Had Janice simply played her role obediently, perhaps I would never have suspected her.

"Hmph, but I want more… Send her home quickly and come to me." "You little minx. Follow me in your car later. We'll do it in the car." "You're such a bad boy!" Soon, the sounds of sticky, intimate kissing came through the line. Luna's hands trembled as she ended the call abruptly. She stared at the cake in front of her, a wave of nausea and revulsion washing over her. It felt as if something was gripping her heart, twisting it until she was breathless, dizzy, and utterly uncomfortable. Gripping the fork, she stabbed at the chocolate plaque that read "Happy 5th Anniversary," smashing it to pieces.

I pulled out my SIM card, snapped it cleanly in two, and let it fall into the trash, severing the last thread. I boarded the plane and turned off my phone. As the plane rose into the sky, I looked down at the city beneath the clouds, watching the place that held all my pain slowly fade from view. Silently, I whispered farewell to the life I once knew. … Ryan held his phone, waiting for a reply that never came. The screen went dark, and he pressed it to wake it again. A restless irritation twisted inside him, sharper and more relentless than ever. He loosened his tie, trying to shake off the strange discomfort.

Then aloud, for the chamber and everyone inside it: “Do it.” I closed my eyes once, not to hide from the room, but to gather every piece of myself I still wanted to return with. The girl who counted steps. The wolf who refused to die. The daughter who still hurt. The mate who still loved. The woman who was more tired of cages than she was afraid of power. When I opened my eyes again, I reached for the black heart without flinching. “Together,” I said. The heart leapt before my fingers even closed.

I’ve never felt so alive and so content, that this is what I’ve been searching for, what has been missing all throughout these years. It’s her. She’s the missing piece. All of a sudden, the ground below us starts to shake and I feel her slipping away. I panic. Fear rises in me and I try my best to keep holding her, to keep her close to me, but it’s impossible. No matter how tight and hard I grip onto her, she still slips away. The second I can no longer feel her warmth on mine, it’s like my heart is shattered into pieces. I can’t explain it exactly, but I know it’s worse than getting stabbed, or shot, or even drinking poison.

One does not come unscathed from a tragedy such as this. The thing is that my beloved is not a Vampire like any other; she possesses her soul; she can be brought to her knees by feelings that consume her. This very thing can break her into shattering pieces; it can destroy her, or she shall become a stronger woman. And as she rests her head against my chest, my shirt gets drenched from her tears. That dead heart in her frail body is crumbling and falling into dust

Like she understood things the rest of us didn’t. Now she looked terrified. And that scared me more than the crack itself. Another impact slammed into the door. The entire Heart shook violently. Memories scattered around us. Thousands of glowing fragments spinning through the darkness. Some burst apart completely. The moment they did, I felt it. Not physically. Emotionally. Like pieces of a person disappearing forever. The realization hit me hard. Those weren’t just memories. They were pieces of her. Pieces of the Builder. Pieces of the life she’d lived.