The Heart Never Lie Novels & Stories

The bodyguards nodded and came to grab us. However, I screamed with a stern expression on my face, "Don't you dare touch us! We have legs and can walk on our own!" I forced the tears back in and took a deep breath. I saw it clearly now. Oscar never loved me or Ingrid. He still chose Evie over us both when presented with the choice. My heart was numb now. I had lost all hope in him. My feelings for him had all turned into ashes. I picked Ingrid up and held her in my arms. Then, with my chest out, I addressed everyone and said, "My daughter is not an orphan. She is my precious daughter, whom I lovingly carried for nine months and gave birth to."

“I’m sorry, Jane.” I pressed my palms to my face. Everything was unraveling — my mother, my father, my mentor, my board, my past. “Everyone I ever trusted,” I croaked. “Every single one of them lied to me.” Daniel stepped closer. “Not everyone.” “Daniel…” “I never lied to you,” he said quietly. “Not about this. Not about us. And I won’t start now.” The room fell painfully silent. I forced myself to sit. “I need to know what’s on the missing page.”

Kael said nothing, but his eyes watched her intently. Liora closed her eyes and thought about the memories the Queen had shown her. She thought of her magic burning inside her, the scars of betrayal, the wild hope that had never left her, even in the darkest time. She opened her eyes. “The answer is the heart,” she said. “Love burns but grows stronger. A heart can be broken, and a heart is always haunted by love or loss, but it can never be truly tamed.” The Queen's face froze. For a moment, the cave was completely silent.

Grace pressed, genuine urgency entering her voice. "He said the investigation started as calculated deception," Eleanor said slowly, "but somewhere across these past few months, it genuinely stopped being purely professional. He said he's fallen in love with me, genuinely, despite everything dishonest about how our relationship actually began. And he says he's decided not to publish the piece at all, regardless of what that decision costs his own career, because he can't bring himself to weaponize my family's private pain for professional advancement anymore."

How could I forget he won me to make my life a living hell? He’ll do whatever he feels like to do with my body. He’ll burn me with his slow flaming torture for the rest of my life and he doesn’t care about my pain, the pain which gives him satisfying pleasure. He will be more pleased watching me break with every breath I take in pain. And there is no one for me to save me from his torture which he always calls it as his love. And what would you name it? Maybe, ‘His Heartless Love'. “Too late, Angel.” His voice was heavy with cruel determination as the leather crop sliced through the thick silence and licked across my flushed flesh.

It would feel nice if someone who is unbiased could give me an opinion. Nikhil shrugs, looking at me,"Do what your heart says,Sandy." I would have fucked Dhruv at least four times by now if I listened to what my heart said,I think of saying,but don't. Clearly,my heart is an idiot. Which is why I don't listen to that piece of crap. "My heart's not saying anything",I lie. "Really?",Nikhil eyes me suspiciously. I look away. Why is lying so hard,man?

Liar! I badly wanted to shout at his face while asking this question 'I know you are lying, there is no meeting in your office. With whom are you meeting? How could you go away like this? Care to explain to me, who is she? ' but I don't ask any further questions. "A heart is like glass, dropped once, broken forever, and even if the pieces do get put back together" I told him. "Umm, why are you saying this to me?" he asked and looked at me with a confused expression.

Rajeev's heart sank slightly, but he waited patiently, knowing this was a crucial moment. Gnapika finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what to believe," she admitted. "Everything is so confusing. I want to believe you're innocent, but..." Rajeev nodded, understanding her hesitation. "I understand, Gnapika. It's been a confusing and painful time for all of us. But I promise you, I would never do anything to hurt you. All I want is to protect you and be the brother you deserve."

She kept begging, "Joseph, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Now, it's just the two of us in our family. We only have each other. Please forgive me. I'll obey your every command…" He did not look at her. He only talked to the bodyguards. "Bind her to the bed!" he ordered coldly. He took out a scalpel and slowly unbuttoned Yvette's shirt as she watched in terror. "This heart belongs to Wendy. You don't deserve it, so you should return it to her," he said. "No! Are you out of your mind? I'll die without this heart!" yelled Yvette. Yvette was finally afraid. She had always been adored by her brother.

he screamed. Hopelessness washed over me as I watched the tip of the blade get closer and closer. I squeezed my eyes shut, but the pain that I expected to feel never came. I opened my eyes, only to see James shielding me. The knife had pierced his heart through his back, and blood leaked endlessly from his lips. "I'm… filled with so much regret… Katherine. If I had… cherished you… perhaps we… could have grown old… together…" He reached out a hand, wanting to caress my cheek, but in the end, it fell bonelessly to his side before it reached me.