The Heart Never Lie Novels & Stories

Alma added. He shook his head. "I won't let her regret it ma'am. I'm going to work hard and prove that I have no bad intentions towards the lady." Alma nodded and showed her to her room. While going out of the house, he heard a yell. He felt pain in his heart like he was stung by a bee. It's happening to him again. Not knowing who it was, he followed the direction of the noise and it happens to be Eva's room. He wondered what happened to her? In order to avoid getting into trouble on the first day of his job, he decided to leave. He doesn't understand why he felt pain when she yelled. What could be the explanation for feeling pain everytime without understanding where it's coming from?

Taking them to heaven and bringing them to pure bliss. Needing to catch her breath, she broke the mutual contact and watched as his eyes opened to gaze into the darkest part of her. "I have a request." She let out. Her heart beating so fast. "What request?" He asked. His breath coming out in gasps. "I need you to promise to never break my heart_" the tears rushed down her cheeks without a warning. "I need you to handle my heart with care. I_" her voice was so unsteady that it shook.

They remained oblivious to my departure until I heard my name, "Helen." The mention of my name halted me in my tracks. The stool I had accidentally bumped must have jolted them from their romantic cocoon. I stopped, unable to bring myself to face them again. The emotions surged within me, and tears streamed down my cheeks. I bit my lips so hard they bled, determined not to break down. Swiftly, I fled the office, propelled by the sting of betrayal and heartbreak.

May knew that she was being judged, that her words were being weighed, that her sincerity was being questioned. She took another deep breath, steeling her nerves. "I understand that people may have a hard time believing me," she said. "But I hope that they'll give me a chance to prove myself. I hope that they'll look beyond the lies and the distortions and see the truth. I hope that they'll see that I'm not the villain in this story. I'm the hero."

It was a key with an infrared recognition system, and it could open all the doors in the manor. “Including the door of my heart...” Nathan had said. Crystal remembered that night. He had pressed her hand on his heart and sung to her a love song. All men are liars - she thought bitterly - Liars and pigs! She tried to set aside the hurt in her heart as she unlocked the door and pushed it open.

He laughed and I chuckled. "Have you ever try that?" "Nah.. I never felt love before.” "Never? Like never?" I looked at him disbelief. "Yeah never.. I never felt my heart beating fast, nervous around the girl that I like or things like that before." I nodded. "You’re heartless.” "The pain that I got from the past turned me like this, hard to open up my heart for someone because I can't trust them. Afraid ended up losing them like I lose my family.” He looked at our hands.

He laughed softly. “Tsh! You know exactly what I mean. Your writing is so incredibly beautiful. Every single word you put down is polished, clean, and poetic.” "I don't write those words with my mind, Mia." He looked at me, his smile softening as he gently tapped his hand against his chest, right over his heart. “This... this is what dictates every single line to me. Remember this: when your heart is the one driving your hand, there is no such thing as a lie, and there is nothing the soul cannot understand. It doesn't matter if you use written letters or spoken words.”

AYRA’S POV: I have touched him plenty of times but each time my heart beat fast than before making my nerves to jump one an other. I had only applied paste on his one cheek as his other cheeks was left but since I had a heart that lives inside of me but thinks of everybody else except me didn’t let me stop him but it urged me to say something different. I knew there was one part of my brain that loved to handle my heart as it is always the brain. Heart just abide by the rules and regulations the brain had published in that one policy room of it. I think that policy room comes within you when you are born like genes you are bestowed with. The heart is bound to these regulations or the allegat

Heart was tapping his back and then hugged him back. “I promise, I will be with you til the end.” Heart responded. ‘Til I won’t get caught by my lies. I am now decided to live my life with these lies and I am ready to face any consequences.’ Heart thought and finally made a decision but still, the same limitation, to not become his official girlfriend.

staggered slightly, catching himself before falling. “It’s all of them,” he whispered. “Every message, every voice, every choice they tried to bury.” Lena stepped closer, eyes wide as she looked into the expanding grid. “This is what they were afraid of,” she said. “Not the Heart itself—the connection it creates.” Adrian nodded, feeling the truth of it pulse through his veins. The Heart wasn’t just a piece of technology. It was alive in a way no machine should be. It didn’t store data; it remembered. It carried echoes of intention, emotion, history. And now, it was showing them everything. The lights around them shifted, coalescing into shapes—faces, moments, fragments of the world outside.