Pieces Of Her Heart Novels & Stories

she began recounting her past, her voice soft and growing quieter as she couldn't help but sob softly. Caden pulled her trembling shoulders into his arms and gently wiped her tears. Then, he clenched his fists and growled, "They are monsters!" The moment he saw the report, he had already guessed that Aurora had suffered terribly. However, he never imagined that the pain she went through would be so devastating.

Otherwise… she would’ve known… someone else was in the room with him. Without knocking she opened his bedroom door. And then, her heart splintered. She felt it happening. It was just like her first shift all over again …. The pain… the literal coming apart at the seams. She felt a piece of her heart break right off and fall out of her chest.

My heart tore and I cried out, my arms and back jolted to rigid steel as I pounded into her, seeking, seeking, seeking—stoking the fire that burned through heart, through ribs, through skin. That muscle deep in my chest that bled life into the rest of me, turned and flipped, hammered and leaped—until a piece of me tore away. I bellowed in the explosion of pure bliss and searing pain that twisted together and shot from me, stretching for her, reaching—and cried my relief when she was found. Something… a piece, the very shape of the heart that I had lost, met me in the air, then dove back through the searing, blazing heat of me to rest, finally in that place. The hole that had been created… sh

She was further along than both of those people. Not fixed — she didn't think people were fixed, had never believed in the fixed version of things. More like: integrated. The pieces of herself she'd been carrying separately — the twenty-four-year-old with the unfinished sentence, the woman in the green coat walking away from the champagne glasses, the agent who knew how to fix other people's broken things, the person who kept a rubber plant alive by accident and then on purpose — they were the same person. She was the same person. She'd just been able to see the whole shape of it now.

“Because one heart could not hold everything you felt.” Evelyn looked down at the hearts. Thousands of them. Each one pulsed with a different rhythm. “So I split myself?” “You split your memories first.” The woman touched one heart. Then another. “Your fear.” Another. “Your grief.” Another. “Your rage.” Another. “Your love.” Evelyn stared. “And you?” The woman touched her own chest. “I kept what you couldn't bear.” Evelyn's voice became a whisper. “What's that?”

The man who had broken my heart. His dark blue eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, time seemed to collapse. I felt stripped bare, exposed to the one person who had ruined me. I forgot the strong, independent woman I had become. In that moment, I was the broken girl he had left behind. My mind immediately went blank and I started having vivid flashbacks. Like I was sucked right into the past from which I had run away... I was naive enough to confess my love openly, in front of everyone, while we played a game of truth or dare.

"I just hope it hits hard enough to shatter you into pieces," Instead of anger, her face broke into a sweet, almost innocent smile, the contrast jarring. Then, her eyes locked onto Archie's, her voice taking on a softer, almost wistful tone. "Take care, ex. All the best. You'll know the truth one day, and maybe by then, it'll be too late; your heart will already be in pieces."

“If your heart is aching right now, that means that you love her, Otis. You fell for her without knowing about it,” itsclarixass

“You’ve known me for two weeks.” “And?” “You’re acting like you’ve known me for years.” Luca met her gaze. “Some people are easy to understand.” “Am I one of them?” “No.” She laughed. “That’s more accurate.” The wind brushed through her hair as she walked closer to the edge of the overlook. Below them, the dark river moved slowly under the lights of the bridge. “I hate Victor Hale,” she said suddenly. Luca joined her beside the railing. “Most people do.” “He thinks he can scare me.”

"Please find another person" Nixon replied as Luna strolled toward him and kisses him right in front of Diana. After kissing him she stares at Diana badly and drags Nixon away. Diana's eyes and heart were so depressed, she felt so vulnerable. "Almighty! why are things often turning around on me..." "Why is this happening to me, am just so vulnerable to heart breaks" "Maybe am not destined to be with any man, I internally feel so lonely, always" "I thought that this one would be the perfect person for me"