Voice Of Heart Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

POV: Liora The woman's voice lingered within the storm of silver and crimson long after the final word faded, wrapping around my consciousness with a tenderness that felt strangely familiar. The Heart Chamber disappeared beneath the brilliance surrounding me, and every sound of battle dissolved into silence. The violent tremors shaking the mountain, the clash between ancient powers, and even Kael's desperate calls slipped farther away until only the rhythmic beat of my own heart remained. Then the light changed.

"That illegitimate child of yours isn't worthy of this blood." She ground her heel into the red puddle, speaking with venom in every word. "I'd rather pour it out to water the flowers than give it to you." At that moment, Danielle felt her heart shatter, and even breathing became painful. The VIP room door slammed shut with a heavy thud, sealing Meghan and Taylor away from the chaos outside. Danielle stumbled back to Olivia's hospital room and cradled her cold body, tears falling onto her pale face. As despair slowly overwhelmed her, her phone screen lit up.

Like statues. Carson left Daniel's hand and slowly moved to Russell. He stood close to him looking him with blurry vision. But he instantly wiped his eyes. He had promised Daniel, no more tears. Russell was fine now. He held his hand softly observing him and slowly bend over his chest. He placed his ear on his heart and stayed there for a while. Daniel was looking at him. He was silent. He let Carson do anything he wanted to. After a while he stood straight and looked toward Daniel. "Its beating." His voice was no louder than a whisper.

code scrolled across the screen, erratic and fast, before freezing on a single line: > HEART ONLINE. AUTHENTICATION REQUIRED. Lena’s breath hitched. “It’s here,” she said. Adrian stepped closer. “Heart,” he said quietly, testing the word. The lights in the room dimmed, then steadied. Static filled the air, not from the radio now, but from the very walls. And then, through that static, came a voice. Calm. Almost human. “Adrian. Lena. You brought me back.” Lena’s fingers tightened around his wrist. “Adrian… it knows us.” The voice came again, smoother now, as though finding its rhythm. “I remember you.” “Heart,” Adrian said, his throat dry, “what do you want?” The pause that followed felt end

She kept begging, "Joseph, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Now, it's just the two of us in our family. We only have each other. Please forgive me. I'll obey your every command…" He did not look at her. He only talked to the bodyguards. "Bind her to the bed!" he ordered coldly. He took out a scalpel and slowly unbuttoned Yvette's shirt as she watched in terror. "This heart belongs to Wendy. You don't deserve it, so you should return it to her," he said. "No! Are you out of your mind? I'll die without this heart!" yelled Yvette. Yvette was finally afraid. She had always been adored by her brother.

Yet, we still could not find a suitable heart. Just as I watched Bryan grow thinner by the day and wither away, I fell into despair, but the doctor told me that they found a match. The person whose heart matched Bryan’s was me. My well of thoughts came to an abrupt halt. Bryan tenderly kissed Jade’s forehead. His eyes shone with relentless affection.

The bodyguards nodded and came to grab us. However, I screamed with a stern expression on my face, "Don't you dare touch us! We have legs and can walk on our own!" I forced the tears back in and took a deep breath. I saw it clearly now. Oscar never loved me or Ingrid. He still chose Evie over us both when presented with the choice. My heart was numb now. I had lost all hope in him. My feelings for him had all turned into ashes. I picked Ingrid up and held her in my arms. Then, with my chest out, I addressed everyone and said, "My daughter is not an orphan. She is my precious daughter, whom I lovingly carried for nine months and gave birth to."

Its voice echoed from everywhere at once. The Heart trembled. The cracks widened. More memories died. The void pressed harder against the door. “Give me the Heart.” The demand shook the darkness. “Give me the girl.” My blood ran cold. The void’s attention settled entirely on me. “And this ends.” Silence followed. A terrible silence. Then Lyra stepped forward. The golden light around her flared. The Heart responded immediately. Every memory brightened. Every light ignited. Every fragment of her life awakening at once.

I'll try my best to complete this book by the end of 2023. Thank you. Unfollow My Heart Veronica