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

The police officers glanced at me and asked in a professional manner, "Ma'am, please explain what's going on." I obliged and pulled out the deed from my bag to hand it to the police officers. "Officers, I didn't pry open anyone's door. This apartment is mine." Before the police could even get their hands on the deed, Eric, who had been lurking nearby silently, rushed forward and snatched it away. He tore the deed with my name on it to shreds and shoved the pieces into his mouth. "What are you doing?" The two police officers quickly restrained Eric, trying to get him to spit it out, but it was too late. Eric had swallowed everything.

I pulled up the video from that online post and showed it to her. Sophia's face turned pale, and she was left speechless. Eventually, she lowered her head and turned to leave, but then she stopped at the door. "Would you believe me if I told you that I never understood how much you meant to me until I lost you?" "It doesn't matter anymore, Sophia. Whatever I felt for you is already gone." Just after I closed the door, the noise came from outside my bedroom. Samantha Carter poked her head out, hair tousled and eyes sleepy. "I can smell the food," she murmured.

It was as though thousands of needles pierced his body all at once, the pain sharp and unbearable. His ears rang. His heart felt like it might stop beating altogether. For a fleeting moment, Jayson desperately wished he had heard her wrong.

“On another note, I am obsessed with you, Mr. Decker Costello,” “If I see you with another girl, I will shoot you in your heart,” I warned him, showing my fork with anger. “Well, I may give you another reason to shoot me in my heart, but you will not get this reason particularly.” He asserted, “Are you sure you will be loyal to me, always?” He rested his hand on his chest, “Cross my heart till I die,” I chuckled, “It’s cross my heart, and hope to die, Decker,” “Why would I hope to die when you are here for me? My soul will be restless if I die, leaving you alone in this world. Who will love you the way I do? Tell me,”

I am dead…. ****

But the quiet in the room broke when William snapped his head up, his teeth gritted as he growled loudly "OVER MY DEAD BODY"

But in my heart, in the part of me that the storm couldn't freeze because it's already dead? I've already left. I'm just waiting for my body to catch up.

Sealing my eternal promise that they'll feel my hell fire and wrath for every drop of blood he bled, for every wince of pain, for every groan and every uneven breath he took painfully, They'll feel a thousand more. I'll make them wish they were dead. That's a promise.

"I don't know who sent it. I've been trying to find out since the day it happened." "Someone who's been dead for twelve years," Lucien said. Her father went very still. "You know who that is," Elena said, watching his face. Her father didn't answer for a long moment. When he finally spoke, his voice had dropped almost to nothing. "There was a man who ran the holding structure before I did. Your grandfather trusted him more than he trusted his own sons. He disappeared during an audit that never finished, and the official record says he died in a car accident in Switzerland eighteen months later. Nobody ever saw the body." He looked up, and something old and unresolved moved behind his eyes. "

Accompanied by the howling wind, I thought I heard someone calling my name. I tried hard to open my eyes but could only see rocks flying past. I smiled, feeling genuinely happy. This was the perfect death I had chosen for myself. A bottomless cliff meant certain death. My body would nourish the earth. And I would never have to see Xander, Oliver, Jacob, or Asher who did not love me, ever again. [Congratulations, Host. You are about to return to your original world.]