Purple Hearts Luke Novels & Stories

Afterward, they seemed to have lost their spirit, looking gloomy and full of pain. I wanted to throw this information at Joey, to show her the consequences of her actions! What she saw as a burden was someone else's treasure! Heavy-hearted, I looked back at the Stewarts' car, silently praying for quick DNA results. I realized Luke came to the airport out of respect for the Stewarts. Though he didn't meet them, his intention was clear. Luke might seem cold, but his heart was softer than most. Understanding Luke's purpose for coming lifted my mood slightly.

“The world calls him heartless.” His eyes darkened just slightly. “But he’s not.” A pause. “I know him.” His voice softened. “He has a big heart… bigger than people think. He just doesn’t show it to everyone.” Lucy averted her eyes, like she wanted to agree… but couldn’t. “You don’t believe me?” Luca asked quietly, gently urging her to look at him again. She turned back to him, her expression conflicted.

His silence doesn't help but I could use a hug. “If I didn't sneak out with Jason, all of this wouldn't happen. I guess I am just good at hurting people I care for.” “You know what you're saying is not true.” I feel that Luke looks straight into my eyes. “I know I will carry the guilt of Jason losing his leg all my life. I feel bad for having been spared.” Luke hugs me as he tries to make me feel better. His hugs are always this mysteriously emotionless but somehow it helps me feel better.

Six days since Luke dragged a coughing, smoke-choked Eli out of the wreckage of Elric's cabin, and six days since Luke had simply… appeared in my penthouse, claiming he needed a break from his own pack. I stood in the doorway of my bedroom, the one Eli still hadn’t been permitted to leave. He was curled on his side, the rise and fall of his chest shallow, his face pale against the dark sheets. The doctors’ words echoed: lung damage, scarring from particulate inhalation, recovery will be slow. Every time he coughed... a wet, ragged sound that seemed to tear him from the inside... my fists would clench so tight the bones in my knuckles threatened to splinter.

“Exactly, you deserve a soft life. Have you seen you? Pretty princess, you look so soft like butter.” I pull out my phone and attempt to make a call, “Excuse me, sirs,” I tell them, but Luke is too fast to grab my phone from me. “What the hell? Give that back!” He smiles, the same evil one as his father’s. Then he stares at my phone screen. There is nothing there. He opens my purse and drops the phone inside, “Let it remain inside there, Softie,” he murmurs and goes back to his seat.

It was ajar again… and she was gone. The blackout deepened, as if someone had cut more than just the overhead emergency light. Even the hum of the servers grew weaker, a strange, unnatural fade. Then the faintest glow appeared across the room—red, small, but moving. A laser dot. It landed on Jax’s chest. Leo didn’t think—he moved. One hand slammed into Jax’s shoulder, shoving him hard to the side just as the muted pfft of another suppressed shot cut through the dark.

“What?” “When Liam abandoned me, I still felt this way towards him, even though I was feeling resentment towards him at the time” Luke explained, “My heart,” He touched his chest. “It belongs to Liam. Him and only him alone. Always has, always will, and always will be. Him, the same. What I'm trying to say is… please, just forgive him, hmm? He even got hit by a car in my place.” “What?”

Now, we're caged in this tiny space and the only exit is behind him. My heart pounds fastly in my chest. Is this how I die? "Hey. I'm Luke. I was hoping to have a word with you," he says in a deep smooth voice. For a creep, I've to admit that he makes a hot one. His brown hair is sleek back and his amber eyes shine in the low light. His suit hugs his body tightly, showcasing his ripped arms. He would make a very hot killer, but that doesn't mean I want to die by his hands.

“I already announced it in front of the reporters. Do you think it’s fake?” Luke raised his brows. “I’ll bring some wedding candy tomorrow for you to try.” “Oh, sure...” Luke had always not taken things seriously since he was a child, and Sydney was used to it. Hence, she shook his hand off with a straight face and walked into the office. “Brew a pot of Earl Grey and a cup of unsweetened coffee,” Luke instructed before following Sydney into the office. “Babe, let’s talk about the acquisition of SweetHeart after you’re done working. I searched up some information about SweetHeart...”

Jackie has never seen Luke more concerned, but she didn’t have the mental capacity to think about it more. All she could think about was the hole in her stomach and the revenge she would have on Adrik. Laura rushed over with a heart, and Luke stopped her as she approached, “No! She has never had a fresh heart; it’s against the law, and we don’t know how she will react to it.” “I don’t care, Luke! She is losing too much blood, and she is not healing fast enough. She needs to eat this, or she could die!”