Novel & Cerita Quotes On Cold Heart

only him who could love her and give her the same unconditional love she had never got . She clutched her chest tightly as she tried reassuring herself and her heart . Suddenly she felt herself getting cold , she looked at her hands she saw that the snow started to freeze her hands, immediately she inhaled and exhaled trying to release the painful sensations she felt. " Remember mica !! The more the anger the more your heart feels the pain, the less is your life count down, you may be an immortal but there are small things that will make you perish " she remembered the words like it was yesterday, that is why she is trying her level best to stay positive with her mind , heart and soul to say

"How did all of that came out if you were mad at Leila and not me?" "I was angry Sofia. I meant none of it!" Liam protested. "That's the point, Mr. McKinnon," I said drily. "Things that come out of our mouth in a fit of anger are things that are actually in our mind. Things that are in our heart but we can't somehow say it out loud. Those things that you said were exactly what you think about me," "If that would have been the case I wouldn't be sitting here in front of you apologizing," Liam grumbled, rolling his eyes.

Damon’s glare. My whole world collapsing, one piece at a time. When I stepped out of the building, I glanced back once—just once—at that glass tower behind me. “Heartless man,” I said out loud. “I’m sure no blood is running in your veins. Only ice. That’s why you’re single and have no relationship.” I paused, glaring up at the building like it owed me an apology. “I hope whoever ends up marrying you, Damon Cross, has a fire extinguisher… and a therapist. Very cold-blooded human being. No human feelings.”

But deep inside my chest, beneath the seal’s cold weight— Solven laughed.

"Sophia, listen carefully. I don't have any feelings left for you. Not love, not even hatred. I just want to have my own life." She stared at me in disbelief, tears forming. "How is that possible? You used to love me so much. How can you not love me anymore?" Suddenly, her gaze fell on the gift box I was holding, and her expression darkened instantly. "You found someone new, didn't you? "That's why you're rejecting me. You threw away my gift, but you accepted someone else's gift?" Although it was merely a corporate gift from the company, I decided to play along. "Yes, I did. Will you leave now?"

Losing my sleep because my mind just won’t shut up. “You look like shit,” Delilah says, her tone is not insulting, just matter of fact. I bring the mug up and raise it to her then take it to my lips, I take a sip then bring it back down, fighting the urge to throw up. That is fucking disgusting. “Thanks for the vote of confidence,” I mutter sarcastically, shooting her a dry look. She raises her hands up in surrender, fighting a smile. “That is coming from a place of love of course,” I hum, rolling my eyes. “Not that I’m sticking my nose in your business, but why do you look like that?”

Slumping against a boulder, I booted up the encrypted communicator to send out my final transmission. Then, I thought of so many people. I thought of the lonely streetlamp outside the orphanage, of the New Year when Nathan and I shared a single bowl of instant pasta, of him kneeling by my hospital bed and saying, "I only want you." I also thought of the view of his back as he carried Veronica out of the fire. In the end, I thought of my parents and of the words carved on their tombstone. "My body belongs to the nation, and my heart belongs to you."

A cold smile crept onto her lips. "This time, Sarah is digging her own grave!”

"That illegitimate child of yours isn't worthy of this blood." She ground her heel into the red puddle, speaking with venom in every word. "I'd rather pour it out to water the flowers than give it to you." At that moment, Danielle felt her heart shatter, and even breathing became painful. The VIP room door slammed shut with a heavy thud, sealing Meghan and Taylor away from the chaos outside. Danielle stumbled back to Olivia's hospital room and cradled her cold body, tears falling onto her pale face. As despair slowly overwhelmed her, her phone screen lit up.

She gave a sarcastic “Ha-Ha” I was a little bit taken aback but I remained impregnable “you may put up a brave front but I know your heart isn’t as tough as old boots”. “Keep dreaming wolf boy” seriously name calling?. “You shoulder may be the coldest but I will melt thy icy heart” she scoffed “Is that Shakespeare?”. “No darling just me trying to shake a spear of love through your heart” now that one got her laughing “you’re so dumb, Vampires don’t have a heart” okay I kinda forgot about that one but at least I made her smile Ughhh what’s wrong with me?