Take My Heart Not My Son Novels & Stories

"You're just heartless*. I tried to put it in on simplicity I could muster up. Are you sure we are birthed by the same parents?" "Now is just not the time to start to deny me. I take you to your son's house,hun?"he stood up. "We will go tomorrow" And he walked out. **

It pulsed with light in rhythm with our heartbeats and I knew in that moment that he was telling the truth. "This can't be possible," I breathed. "You're his son. I'm his Luna. This is wrong." "I know," Briston agreed as he pulled his hand away. "I can't mark you Melissa. No one can ever know about this. If anyone finds out we'll both be in big trouble. My father will kill us both." I looked up at him and felt something break inside my chest. Of course he couldn't mark me. Of course this was impossible. Everyone always left their mark on someone else but never on me.

But she also knew that pride and resentment could destroy him if he wasn’t able to handle the situation more wisely. "Sometimes, my son, things are not as they seem. Anger and pain can blind us to the truth. You cannot make decisions with your heart so wounded. You need to give it time." Gabriel looked at her, and for a moment his expression softened, but the pain was still there, lodged in his chest like an unbearable weight. He didn’t know if he could forgive Jussara, but he also didn’t know how to live without her. "I… I don’t know if I can go back, Mom," he said, his voice trembling, his eyes beginning to fill with tears.

My heart cracks wide open. He means it. I can hear it. He’s not bluffing. He’s not even angry, just cold. Focused. Like he’s pitching a new investment deal. “What happened to you?” I ask, and it’s the first time tonight that I’m actually afraid. “You’d kill your own son?” His eyes narrow.

“No, she is mine. And she is the key to the future of this world, which I will be building. No one will stand between my dreams, not even my right-hand man.” I gave him one last disdainful look and shoved my hand inside his chest, clasping his heart. “Ka—aric, forgi—ve me,” he uttered his last words to his daughter while convulsing in pain. His eyes widened and mouth opened in a horrendous scream as I jerked his heart out. Letting the pain remain etched on his face as life left him and the floor of my courtyard was dyed dark red with his spilt blood. Behind me, Karica screamed at the display I had given her and slumped to the ground hiding her face in her hands and crying her heart out. Diml

His eyes were filled with sorrow as he said, "Our son was perfectly fine. How could he suddenly have heart disease? You must have deliberately interfered to prevent me from receiving Ciara's call. You're the reason I couldn't get to her in time. "Solange, I've told you countless times that Ciara and I were just friends. Why did you keep hurting her? She stopped taking her medication because of you. If anyone deserves to die, it's you!" I had no idea what Joel was talking about, but he didn't give me a chance to explain. "You're the one who killed Ciara. Now you'll feel the horror of dying due to unimaginable heart pain," Joel declared. With a scalpel, he made an incision from my throat down

“Except the blood.” For a moment, all I could hear was the hum of the city outside the window. Then the sound of my own heartbeat, hammering so loud it drowned everything else. “Where’s my son?” “Missing. Both of them. We’re pulling footage now.” I didn’t remember crossing the room. One second I was standing by the window, the next I’d slammed my fist into the wall hard enough to leave a dent. “Get the chopper ready. I’m on my way.”

he shouted back as he came running and the door opened to Ríoghán gazing down at me. “Give him back,” I cried and saw him just grin and tell me NO. Nathan wrapped his arm around my waist and snarled aggressively at the king. “Give us back our son!” “Give me back MINE,” Ríoghán asserted and I widened my eyes understanding what he was doing. “Your son asked me, he begged me to take his heart, sir! Our son has nothing to do with this. I took Lenny's heart and I didn't want to,” I cried out.

“But my boyfriend is Luke, sir.” He just shrugged and spoke up again, "Also, my son has...a heart disease." What?

I looked at my father and shot him a look of betrayal. "I'm too young to be given a heart attack. I've already got two girls that I don't want to date until they are 23 and I've got my son who is slowly becoming Mr popular around the resort. The last thing I need is to be stressed and the both of you seem to know what triggers me ."