Vex Hearts Novels & Stories

But he leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear, whispering so only I could hear, "You're a pathetic substitute. You'll never measure up to her not even close. Get used to feeling worthless every single day." My heart dropped like a stone. It wasn't a kiss it was venom, stripping me bare in front of everyone. He pulled back, his eyes dead and empty. Humiliated already. And this is just the beginning. The car ride was suffocatingly quiet, city lights blurring past as I sat with my hands clenched tight in my lap, fear gripping every inch of me.

"But you can't heal a severed tendon. Not fast enough to stop me from gutting your friend." I looked at Vex. I didn't glare. I didn't shout. I let the mask slip. I let her see the eyes of the girl who had hunted rats in the dark, who had signed a blood contract with a king, who had stared down a Feral Berserker and won. I gave her the Dead Eyes. "Touch her," I whispered, "and I will carve you like a turkey." The room went silent. Vex looked at me. She looked for the bluff. She looked for the fear.

Celeste (between Remy, Noah, and Brittany—smiling): “High school, high sync.” Locket thumped—six heartbeats + two new ones + forty-seven hellebores + valley frost.

“Somewhere in her heart, Marissa still yearned for her parents’ love, so she gave them another chance and agreed to date Rob. It was another set-up to combine two alliances, but they didn’t know that Rob was the son of the couple who Marissa’s parents bamboozled. So, as revenge, Rob tried to woo her and, for the sake of his parents and she decided to give him a chance but she was exhausted to be played as a puppet in hands of her parents and Rob and decided to break thing off with him. But Rob had other thing in his mind and made a perfect plan to fulfill his plan. He kidnapped Marissa and asked her parents to repay everything to him and change the company’s ownership to his or his father’s

She had learned from them that they came from private and public high schools and also, they were in an honour rank in their respective schools. Danielle felt her hands got colder and colder and her breathing became unsteady. She felt really nervous but then she clench her fist and said to herself: “ I can do this. God is with me!”

I heard a male voice say " why do I feel I've heard that voice somewhere? " "And I promise you my dear, you'll get it, you just have to go according to the plan, after I get married to him I'll make him transfer all the money we want and we'll leave here immediately, now all you have to do is try come up with a new business deal or something, ok?" Melissa said

As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

Lights flickered to life one by one, revealing a massive junction chamber ahead—old control panels, broken signal boards, and cables hanging like exposed veins. And in the centre— Vex. He stood calm and composed, coat immaculate despite the grime, a faint blue glow threading through the veins at his temples. Cables fed into a harness at his spine, pulsing in sync with the city’s unstable grid. “You look like hell,” Vex said conversationally. Riven stepped forward. “You look like a coward hiding behind stolen power.” Vex smiled. “Is that what you think this is?” He spread his arms.

All Hearts! "

“In a minute, two of you would be dead and one of you would have to tell me who sent you to do this. Now is the time to tell me before I kill you.” Beads of sweat rolled down their faces. They didn’t talk. In a swift stride, I dug my nails into two of them’s chests, grabbing their hearts in my hands. They didn’t see me coming. The pain and fear in their faces gave me the satisfaction I needed. “Try to regenerate your hearts.” I pulled out their hearts, blood spilled around while they fell to the floor. The hearts were still beating in my hands, terrifying the last man more. I dropped the hearts on the floor and stepped on them.