They’ll Take My Heart Over My Dead Body Novels & Stories

I can’t make them out, can’t reach them. I want to hold on longer. But my body gives up before my will does. And then the dark finally takes me.

I growled, lunging my fist in his chest as I pulled out his throbbing heart. The gurgling sound of him choking on his blood filled the room. Hudson sighed, his displeasure filling the room. “Something you have to say, dear beta?” I hummed, my voice mocking him, as I dropped the heart on the floor, and wiped off the blood on my hand on the dead man’s chest. “Killing them isn’t going to bring her back,” he muttered, his voice dripping with something I couldn’t place my fingers on. “It is a warning to them, no one returns without her body on their shoulders,” I growled storming out of the room.

“Maybe. I need to know everything about someone named Othello who has a super exclusive club in the city. I need to get into the club tomorrow too.” “I see that you’ve been busy.” I sighed into the phone as I finally kicked off my death trap heels. “It may be nothing, but I’m hoping it’s something. I fucking hope that it’s something.” “Okay, I’ll see what I can do,” Ma said. “How soon?”

Laughing and chuckling. “I’ll keep you alive,” “To the point where you’ll willingly want to die.” I hooked my fingers into his mouth and palmed his jaw. “Beg, and I’ll kill you.” I sneered with hatred ripping his jaw from his skull, tearing his flesh apart. My nails enlarged at the same time before ripping his heart out and his limp body fell on my feet, right eye wide opened and mouth unfurled. His heart beat in my palm and I stared at the organ for a moment before squeezing it as it got crushed under my fingers, blood oozing out and dripping down my arms.

I asked, my heart splintering. "We’re dead," my mother explained gently. "This is only our souls speaking to you. Even if we wanted to follow you, we can’t. We no longer exist in the real world. Our bodies… have long since decayed." I shook my head as I cried. "No... no, there has to be a way to bring you both back to life. My blood can awaken the dead. I just need to figure out a way to bring you both back to life," I said, crying.

And then they pass over me like I’m a stranger. My body has gone rigid, but my heart? I feel like I’ve been stabbed. There’s no hope. This is it. I’m going to die, and death is not going to come easy.

“Making everyone you love think you’re dead.” I blinked, confused. “What… what are you talking about?” He grinned, and it was the most terrifying thing I’d ever seen. “I’ll let them think you’re dead. When they wake up, they’ll find your lifeless body. They’ll break, just like you did over your mother.” My heart was beating against my chest. “No… you wouldn’t…” “Oh, but I would.” He chuckled darkly. “When they wake up, they’ll be too weak to know the difference. They’ll mourn you. They’ll be devastated. And you’ll be gone. Forever.”

He held his arms out wide as he walked amongst the bodies around him, dripping his virus onto their dissolved remains. Neeb rushed up the levels, to begin pushing the bodies over the edge. Their heads shattering against the stripped bones below did nothing to deter Cosmo. He chose his path carefully and muttered to himself as he dripped life back into those who had it stolen from them. “The dead do not betray me” he chanted, as the bodies around him twitched “lift your broken souls from the debris. Trust my stolen heart, kill those who tore you apart.” I heard someone gasp in a lungful of the poisonous air, before another’s mouth fell open; their teeth breaking into pointed shards.

I hastily move closer with indistinct chatter roaming in my ears. My eyes grasps the sight of five dead bodies on the ground. Blood all over and massive wholes around the axis of their chest where the heart is. “It is clear the heart eater has done this” Kyle mutters by my side. My eyes pepperish and my fist clenched with my claws piercing my palms. “This has to stop now!“ I growl huskily…

Over my dead body will I stay with him. Demon can have my luggage.