The Secret Of Heart Novels & Stories

“Just tired.” Lydia glanced at the drawing on the board, then at her friend. “He knows, doesn’t he?” Elena swallowed hard. “I think so.” “And?” “He hasn’t said anything. Not yet.” Lydia nodded slowly, resting a comforting hand on Elena’s shoulder. “Then you need to decide what happens before he does.” Elena looked up, eyes glassy. “It’s not that simple.” “It never is,” Lydia said gently. “But you can’t hide forever, Lena. Secrets don’t stay buried — not when hearts are involved.”

He smiled slowly. “Dream of me, Kiera. Because I never stopped dreaming of you.” The call ended. I passed out clutching the ace of spades card to my chest, his cum still leaking out of me, already counting the hours until tomorrow night.

But still I couldn't shake the possibility that maybe Camille had something to do with this. I whispered, "I have something to show you." His eyes were tired yet seeking as he gazed at me. Reaching behind the line of hardcovers until my fingers found the latch, I got up and moved over to the bookcase. A tiny compartment opened with a click. When I returned to him, I placed it in his lap. He looked at it. "What is this?" I whispered, "The authentic documents the one Camille has been hiding from you” He gasped in shock springing up…..

My heart skips a beat, as I witness her eyes glow a mesmerizing tortoise blue shade that nobody notices but me. “No…” I shake my head, looking away. “It can’t be.” I mutter. I look back at her, and she is still standing in one place, looking at me. I was five rows to the front, and I could hear her heart beating. It was both soothing, and nerve-wrecking. Her pulse was that of a human, but there was something uneven about it. It seemed that it was of a human, but not. She had secrets. Secrets I wanted to know. Secrets I wanted to hear about, as I caressed her smooth, yet beautifully dark skin.

"I can't tell you. I was forced into a blood compact. If I reveal the secret, it could cost me my life." Megan, who had been silently weeping beside me, suddenly spoke up. "I know who took Shawn's heart." My head snapped towards her, desperate for answers. "Who?" "Elaine. Elaine Scott took the heart that was meant for Shawn," Megan replied softly, her words heavy with sorrow. The realization hit me like a wave, leaving me stunned and devastated.

The grief. The hope. The centuries of waiting. She had carried all of it alone. The girl smiled through her tears. Then finally revealed the last secret she’d been hiding. The secret that made the shadow truly afraid. The secret that changed everything. “My name isn’t Isabella.” The Heart fell silent. The girl looked toward the center of the Heart. Then back at me. And whispered: “My name is Astra.” At that exact moment, the glowing light at the center of the Heart opened.

The building was old, with symbols engraved on its walls that appeared to pulse dimly in the gloom. Lena experienced an odd tug as they explored the ruins, as though something were beckoning to her. She pursued the feeling until she reached a secret room with a pedestal in the middle that held a tiny, light orb. Alric stepped forward, his voice filled with awe. “That’s it. The Heart of Truth. It’s said to reveal the true nature of any being who dares to touch it.” Lena hesitated, her gaze locked on the orb. “What if I don’t want to know the truth?”

I want this secret to be between me and you. Mazi Ileka's heartbeat began to pound as if it would jump out of his chest.

“I don’t think that’s possible, little wolf. In fact, I know it isn’t. “You, sweet girl,” he drops a soft kiss on my lips, “are beautiful inside and out. Everything I’ve learned about you in the last two years tells me you aren’t capable of anything remotely sinister. So tell me love,” he leans in close to whisper in my ear, “what is this deep dark secret you think will scare me away?” “Um, well, you know about my heart condition, obviously.” Great start, Liv. I’m not even surprised when he smirks and my cheeks burn.