The Heart Novels & Stories

I punch him harder, he didn't budge, then he grips my waist looking at me with concern written on his face. "I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked, his gaze wandering down my body. "Yes. You hurt me here" I pointed towards the area of my heart. He looked assumed for few seconds, is the surprise I have a heart? Well, every wondering how like him, I open my mouth to tell him just down, the words die down my throat as Damien leans in and kissed me. ***************** "You aren't planning to walk back to the mansion like that are you," I asked, breathlessly after we finally parted from that heated kiss, I could still face my face burning as I tried hard not to look down, knowing he was standing th

he takes my face in his hand and kisses me. Fuck his lips are so soft against mine. it feels like heaven. I should stop him, shout at him my mind is screaming telling me to stop him, but my heart says no just live the moment. we pull away to breathe. we are looking into each other eyes "I'm not going to see you again. right?"

He is a heartless, ruthless demon and an enemy that is not easy to defeat. ******** Violet was standing by the window in her room, watching the rain falling. The sun had fallen asleep, leaving the sky in darkness. Tears dripped from Violet's eyes as her heart crying in pain. All the bad things that happened to her made her feel like she was living in hell.

Why do I even care for this girl? Everytime she is near to me, my heart beats quite out of its pace. She is no one to my heart. Wait! Did I just say heart? Does that thing even exist in the world? I mean the heart which refers to feeling that love emotions. Cause the heart I know is only capable of one thing, ’involuntarily pumping the blood.’ Others than that is just something people make up for their own content and enjoyment. There is no meaning to heart, love and feel.

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”

At that exact moment, the glowing light at the center of the Heart opened. And someone stepped out.

He answered. Spade smiled, waiting for Rai’s guesses. “Heart, that goddess… based on her name, she should be related to one’s emotions.” Rai spoke. “It is the organ in the body, the heart, who feels emotions” he said. “Correct.” Spade nodded. Rai looked at him. “So, Heart should be like a sort of a judge.” He said. “And based on her curse on me and Shane, we hurt the girls’ feelings as playboys, thus we were punished. She punished us for that.” He explained.

The universality of this individualistic fragment of fate was something that had never been understood, and it was likely that it would not until the end of time; however, there was something that always drove war. The Human Heart. Perhaps, there was nothing quite like the human heart. It was an organ that could love fiercely and hate passionately at the same time. It could be infinitely selfish or generously selfless, and it could accommodate the most contrasting of emotions as kindly as a genial old man did a young child. For the heart could be selfishly selfless or selflessly selfish. It was this very heart that was at the crux of every conflict, and it was