Where Hearts Lie Novels & Stories

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.

I ran my hand along the wall, the dresser, the bedpost, just to make sure it was all real. When everyone went to bed, Emily stayed behind with me in the living room. We sat in silence for a while, just listening to the ticking clock. “You know,” she said quietly, “you’re stronger than you think.” I smiled faintly. “Maybe. Or maybe I just got tired of being broken.” She looked at me, her eyes warm. “Either way, you made it.” Deep down, something still lingered. A faint unease I couldn’t name, it felt like I was living a lie and I'd still go back to that hole. The deep scar in my chest throbbed, I held my chest tightly.

I had no idea he had someone he liked. And then he presented the other crystal shoe. "I tried to find the owner, Katherine, but I never did. I was afraid of hurting another girl because of what I did to Gillian. I've been holding back all these years. "But I guess God works in mysterious ways. I can't believe you're the girl I saw that night. That was my first time. My only time. But can you give me a chance, Katherine? I promise I'll love you right." I hugged him. "Yeah. Promise me you'll give me a home?"

I apologized. “No. I am not angry my dear. We understand how you are feeling but this is fate” She started. “Some marriages are arranged but they end up with love. Can’t you see me and your father?” Oh that story! We found it boring. Annabelle and I wished our love stories to be full of adventures – maybe that was why God gave me the world best man to marry, the dark lord!

, she trails off and it’s silent for a few seconds then a sob and a sniffle “You told me you love someone else but I thought you said it to get me off your back ,Nigel. I was going to believe anything to protect my heart from breaking. I love you and I didn’t care that you didn’t love me too, I was going to love you enough for the two of us but— but why does it hurt so much finding out that you weren’t lying and that you actually love someone else? I thought it was a joke Nigel”, she cries out the last part and I know for a fact that she’s truly hurting. I don’t know if Nigel is comforting her out there but she’s crying so hard that I feel bad for eavesdropping.

He said a place like this shouldn't be empty, not with the Lunar Heart buried beneath it. Laila stepped out of the truck, her silver armor gleaming in the moonlight. She felt the vibration beneath her feet, a deep, tectonic hum that was separate from the city’s tremors. The Lunar Heart was calling to her, a siren’s song of ancient power that made the hair on her arms stand up. She told Kaden that it wasn't empty. She said the house was waiting.

The fourth Node was not a machine, nor was it a pool of lava; it was a localized, sentient storm trapped in a crystalline lattice that predated the birth of the moon. In the center of the highest, most ancient Isle, we found the Heart. It was a sphere of swirling white mist and jagged, sapphire lightning, suspended in a ring of floating, rune-carved pillars that seemed to hum at a frequency that resonated in the very marrow of my bones. The sound it made was a low, constant thrum—the heartbeat of the world's atmosphere.

I say softly “The big slow heartbeat under everything,” he says, his eyes still fixed on the mountain. “It’s beating… but it’s lonely. It misses us.” A shiver moves through my body, though the air stays still. Him too, it touches - same feeling, just deeper than sight. Not imagined, more like knowing without words. Kieran approaches. “The path to the Heart is not for the faint of foot. It is a full day’s climb to the sacred cleft.”

Lyra's voice trembled. Do you? Yes. Then tell me I'm wrong. Kael said nothing. Tell me you didn't choose her. His jaw tightened. I did. Lyra's eyes filled with tears. The First Heart smiled. You see? Lyra turned toward her. You lied to him. I didn't need to. The First Heart stepped forward. Kael came to me willingly. Kael's eyes darkened. Enough. The First Heart laughed. You remember now, don't you?

𝐴 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡. TBC