The Heart Left Behind Novels & Stories

I look in his eyes as I say it. He smiles back “ I love you too.” He replies. I start to leave the room taking my popcorn bowl to the kitchen and I see him start to settle back into the couch turning the TV to a game. He also now has his phone out and he’s typing a message to someone with a smile on his face. I stand in the doorway for a few moments just watching him. I can’t help but feel like I’ve lost him and I just don’t know what to do. ++

I leave you my heart. It is broken, shattered, But with you it is safe. You pieced it together Made me want more. Forced me to see past the vengeance in my heart. I leave it with you. Along with our memories, and The dreams that will never be seen. Know if things were different, I would have fulfilled everyone. Love always, Bri

I am thrilled to start this new life, to become a doctor and a mother. But even as I smile and laugh along with them, a small, persistent ache remains in my chest. As Lorena brings out the cake and they begin to sing, I cannot help but think of Miles. I think of the man I left behind, the mate I am supposed to love. Leaving everything behind also means leaving behind the ghost of that life, and a part of me, a foolish, stubborn part, still mourns it.

Because she was not paying attention, by the time her baby got to the public hospital, he was already in respiratory failure and rushed into the NICU. I figured Derick and Jasmine would be glued to his side. Nope. There they were, waiting anxiously as I stepped out with my child in my arms. "I heard Ayden's got a heart problem! Is he okay?" Jasmine was on the verge of tears. "Yeah, Lily! How's Ayden? Any lasting damage? You've got to make sure he gets better!" I frowned. Could not help it. "Jasmine, isn't your baby in the ICU? How could you just leave him all alone in the hospital?"

“Not where anyone could stumble over it or sense it.” Keith’s brows draw together. “You’re saying move it again? After all this time?” “No.” I curl my fingers around the satchel. “I’m saying we break it, scatter it. Sanctuaries. Dead places. Places even power avoids.” I swallow. “The Heart was never meant to be whole. That’s why it was broken and hidden in the first place. But there was a mistake the Elders made,” I hold up the package. “The eye is all that matters; anything can be substituted for the legs, a mistake that was only found out after. Every time someone tried to wield it, it nearly tore the world apart.”

With seven minutes left, Richard finally asks, “Your grandparents… are they well?” “They’re doing well. They’re in France too.” His head lifts sharply. “They left?” “We couldn’t leave them here alone. Mom found them a place near ours.” Richard’s mouth trembles. “Do they still hate me?” After his arrest, his father landed in the hospital and declared he no longer had a son. Richard’s letters have gone unanswered for years; he has seen his parents only in photographs Catherine sends.

Nora Bellweather married a man who never loved her. When she found proof of his betrayal, something in her went quiet and hard. Then, drowning her grief in a dim bar one night, she saw three faces from a past she thought she'd buried for good. The next morning, her husband walked in with three important guests, and she nearly dropped the teapot in her hands. It was them. Older, sharper, wealthier, and dangerous in ways they never used to be. They had once loved her without limits before everything fell apart. Now they were back in her house, in her life, refusing to stay away. Nora cannot forgive what tore them apart years ago, and she will not survive another heartbreak in a marriage that h

I left him there on the floor, surrounded by the wreckage of everything he'd destroyed. The next day, I tracked Lydia down till I saw her sitting near a cafe near the edge of the pack territory. She was alone, stirring a cup of coffee, her expression distant. The pregnancy bump was visible now beneath her designer dress. "Lydia." She looked up, startled. "What do you want?" I sat down across from her without waiting for an invitation. "I want to know about the heart." Her face went carefully blank. "What heart?" "The compatible donor heart that was supposed to go to Elena. The one that mysteriously disappeared from the transplant list three weeks ago."

"This is dead. It won't beat for you again. "We're finished. Your cousin was right. Chase is the one who matches your status. Let's just call it a bad dream. "The dream is over. I've paid my price. I accept it. "I wish you happiness." With that, I left the office. The moment I closed the door, I heard muffled sobbing from inside, restrained yet desperate. I felt nothing. I could not comfort her gently the way I once had when I saved her. I had underestimated how persistent Scarlett could be. To escape her, I requested a transfer out of the city with no set return date.

Under mounting pressure, Xavier and Ethan had no choice but to book the earliest flight back to Nordura. Xavier was admitted to a hospital to recover. Though his body was in Nordura, his heart remained stuck in Elmstead, unable to move on. Day after day, he sat silently in his hospital bed, staring blankly at the blue sky and drifting clouds outside the window. Sometimes, Violet would show up with food or offer to massage his legs. However, he treated her like she was invisible, not even sparing her a word. He completely shut himself off from the outside world, escaping into daydreams where Aurora was still by his side.