The Heartless Novels & Stories

Locking it behind, they both walked towards a playground in which they fortunately found many kids playing the game. She sighed as he kept on running, holding her hand. But he was calm like always. She watched him confusedly and in another moment, she realised he had no heart. Actually he has a heart which does not beat anymore. “Yeah, so I can’t pant,” he told her, reading her mind. She forced her lips to stretch into a smile but it was not from her heart. She was forced. Nothing bad if she calls him Heartless. Anyway this is true. A bitter truth.

Is that really possible, your brain is still rational yet your heart and body is more powerful and makes you say and do irrational things? “I’ll be gentle,” he whispered and for some reason, my heart skipped a beat with the mix of excitement and anxiety. I was anxious it would feel the same as last time. I am doubting if I should believe what he just said. He was gentle the last time yet it still hurts like hell. Since my heart and body are foolish enough, I might as well silently pray it won’t hurt much this time. I just wish I’m not going to be in big trouble because of this.

I wiped my own tears angrily and turned to the window again. “I’m too much of a heartless man to ask for forgiveness,” Richard whispered. “But I would like to see Grey again— if he could find a place in his heart to show me mercy…” “You would like that, wouldn’t you?!” I spat, venom dripping from my tone. “I just want him to know how sorry I am.” “Well you can’t! Because my father is dead!” My voice trembled as my rage swelled. Finally, I turned from the window, my fury no longer contained. I walked up to Richard and stared him directly in the eye.

Best believe it got better. The book is yet to go through a thorough edits. I await your beautiful reviews and constructive criticism on this book everyone. With that said, let me welcome you to the fictional world designed for Thane Hossler and Kory Anders’s existence. Her Heartless Alpha Mate CHAPTER 1 Immediately she snapped her crimson colored eyes opened, a loud roar followed. Like always- her face is covered with a mask, her curvy pouty lips clothed in red as she stepped on the stage.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

The fact that my heart still hasn't let go is neither here nor there. The heart will always want what it wants, but there's a flip side to that coin. The heart is deceitful above all else, and that bitch is the first to give out when shit hits the fan. She's like a mischievous little sister who starts shit with someone else, then run away or hides behind you when things get real. So, my heart can want whatever the hell she wants, but I'm not playing that game.

That one-liner, ‘give me your heart' was all it took to make me snap. “Thane, you don't get it.” I shot at him, my voice raised. “I do not have a heart to give you. There is nothing left in here.” I pressed my heart against my chest, my heart pounding with a dull beat, as though it were agreeing that there was indeed nothing there. “It's an empty, black hole sucking a part of me in it day by day, and I cannot give you that.” “Mira, I understand how you feel…”

Sophia's so fragile, always has been since we were kids. One wrong move and she could've drowned right there, her lungs filling with water while I stood helpless watching it happen because of this jealous, spiteful bitch I unwisely married. Aria Harrington daughter of that useless sack of shit Richard Harrington, the man whose mountain of gambling debts forced this nightmare marriage on me.

But the satisfaction he felt seeing her in so much pain. The heartbreak and betrayal Camille felt made him feel a little satisfied. Camille glanced up at him not believing that he of all people could be so heartless. He seduced her, took away her company, he even turned her mad,but that didn't seem to be enough. " That bastard was your father? No one you are just like him, a bastard and useless man who only finds pleasure in harming women," A heavy kick landed on Camille's stomach and sent her to the ground before she could even finish what she was saying against him.

It is times like this that you need the a miracle or a spell to hide, but we all know, those never happens. I was actually trapped with the two macho men beside me. I looked round and saw a man smoking in a Mercedes Benz. I guess I was so in my thoughts, I didn't notice the Porsche car. He looked at me and there he was the devil himself. What was so annoying was that he managed to look more handsome every time we meet. And why is my stupid heart jumping up and down? Oh, of course I have seen my debtor. "Where to love?" He says in his deep baritone voice that making the butterflies in my stomach go crazy.