Novel & Cerita Play Hearts Vex

He kept his gaze fixed on Rachel, his eyes reflecting both pain and a fierce determination. "Yes, Racheal," he said softly, his voice unwavering. "It’s Victor’s heart that beats inside me now. And his death… it wasn’t a clean one. It was brutal. They ripped his heart from him while he was still very much alive, very much aware of every agonizing second."

But he also said he wanted her? “Here? What do you feel?” Alaric asked, taking her hand and pressing it against his chest. His heart thrummed against her palm, calm and gentle, a wild contrast to hers. “Your heartbeat?” She replied, tilting her head to the side. “I don’t understand. Was I supposed to feel anything else?” “Do you know that vampires don’t have heartbeats?” He smiled, rubbing her hand with his fingers. “They don’t?” She gawked at him, pressing her hand harder to his chest. “But I can feel it. Or is that not a heartbeat? Is there something else instead of a heart?”

The Architecture of the Heart "It’s a logistical nightmare," Rhys muttered, though a rare smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He was checking the "Compatibility-Grid" on his ledger. "We have a groom who breathes oxygen and a bride whose heart-core runs on pressurized thermal-vapor. If the atmospheric seal on her pressure-suit fails during the vows, she’ll freeze—and he’ll be scalded."

Taking me to a world I had only read about. I could feel the love as his lips moved against mine softly. I could hear the promises in his steadily beating heart. I could see the dreams we could achieve as I closed my eyes, feeling myself disappear into a story that only ended in a happily ever after. And in this world of broken hearts, I had chosen his, to make it mine. And I had no intention of returning it ever.

His eyes were squeezed shut, his breath warm on my face. I gasped, my hands coming up to brace against his chest, to push him away, but he covered them with his own, holding them there, right over his heart. I could feel its frantic, heavy rhythm. “Jax—” “Elliot,” he whispered my name, and it sounded like a prayer and a curse all at once. “Get away from me,” I said, but the words had no force. They were a reflex, the last defense of a heart that knew it was already lost.

Vaughn held my gaze one long, cold moment before he walked out, and something in the way he looked at me sent a chill down my spine that had nothing to do with air conditioning. "He's not going to just disappear," I said quietly. "No," Damien agreed, arm tightening. "But he's out of the company, out of the trust. Whatever he tries next, he tries alone." He turned me gently to face him. "You're safe. I promise you that." "That's a big promise." "I don't make small ones," he said, and kissed me in front of the entire remaining board, slow and certain, with none of the careful choreography of our very first public appearance.

“I will punish Ivar for this. He crossed the line this time.” “How will you do that Mother?” Princess Elsa asked. Her stepmother did not know their little secret. They were vampires and only the Emperor knew about it. “Tell Alissa not to the bride in his bed again. She should be given a separate room” The Empress commanded. “If I don't give orders, do not let her spend the night in his room. That's his punishment.” “Mother , that’s too harsh. Give him another punishment” princess Elsa pleaded. Separating two lovers was not a good idea to her.

“For fuck’s sake mate, stop making this harder than it needs to be. I just want to talk to him and nothing else and what I have to say does not involve you, got it?” The voices inside my head were raging with every word that was exchanged between Liam and Keith. They were making it harder for me to quiet the voices and I just couldn’t take it anymore as the tears continued and my heart ached from all the pain that came rushing back ten times. I remembered Hayley and Alexis, my parents and him. It was all so overwhelming that I screamed so loud. “STOP! I CAN’T TAKE IT!”

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”