Where The Heart Is Novels & Stories

His heart never beat so fast and so intensely with panic so much that a little more of Luna's keen attention would spot it protruding from the leftside of his chest or still, hear it thumping against his ribcage. "Yeah, very."

"It is a promise, a commitment, and a love that extends beyond the boundaries of a simple present." He looked into Mitchell's eyes, his gaze unwavering. "You see, Mitchell, my gift to you is my heart. It is a promise to cherish you, to support you, and to always be there for you. It is a commitment to our journey together, through the ups and downs, the joys and challenges."

D*mn, why does it feel like this feeling is getting worse. Oh God, I’m sick. LUCAS didn’t want to go home because of his grandfather, but he felt like just lying down all day. He seemed not feeling well. He didn’t want to see Maxine anymore. He was so confused. He slumped onto the bed and buried his face in the pillow. No matter how hard he tried to forget, the scene kept replaying in his mind. D*mn! There it is again, his heart. He touched his chest again, still lying on his stomach. Its beat wasn’t normal anymore.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

"Maya and I will hold the perimeter!" ​Leo and Malakor sprinted up the exterior of the tower, their runes acting as magnetic anchors. The air grew thinner and colder as they climbed, the violet Ether burning Leo’s lungs. ​The Heart of the Spire ​Inside the "Apex Chamber," they found the heart, a massive, pulsing organ made of crystalline quartz and organic tissue. It was suspended in a vat of violet liquid, feeding the entire city’s Spire. ​Standing in front of the heart was Selene Vane.

The tendrils hissed and recoiled. And then he saw it. The Heart. Deep beneath Meridian, at the core of the city, pulsating with ancient life and unimaginable power. It wasn’t a machine. It wasn’t a building. It was alive—veins of energy snaking through stone, metal, and earth alike. It was the soul of Meridian, the origin of its life force, and the very thing the ancient entity had been trying to awaken. This is what they’re after. This is what they want to control.

"Grandma treats me like her own granddaughter. Why can't I mention her? "You don't believe me? I'll call Grandma right now and have her come over to settle this." "Go ahead." With that, I got up from the bed and left the bedroom for the study. Scarlett froze for a moment, then slammed the door shut. The next morning, I came downstairs to see Chase sitting in his Mercedes, smoking a cigarette with a bouquet of flowers on the passenger seat. When he saw me, he stubbed out his cigarette and waved. "Morning, Ron. Where's Scarlett?"

He told me he's a Guardian of the Chambers. He assisted me and let me sat in my bed. I leaned on the headboard and he sat across me. Thinking back, I shouldn't have let him sat on my precious bed. How dare he?! He cleared his throat and started explaining. "Our hearts are made of four chambers. We all know its functions, but there's something deeper than that." Since I'm curious in nature, he piqued my interest though my initial plan was to never pay attention to him at all.

The heart is this 2D clover-leaf shape when it should be a bloody, ugly lump of meat scarred with coronary arteries. If you ran an actual arrow through an actual heart, you best make sure it’s a kill shot into one of the two ventricles because, as confirmed by Bio teacher Mrs. Borromeo, an arrow through the heart isn’t as clean and reliable as Legolas makes it look. Now, Principessa’s light arrow on the other hand… Glitch. Kate’s heart makes a single, irregular beat: Ba-dump. Glitch… GLITCH! She flies out of bed so fast that vertigo adds to her migraine. But Kate’s too fired-up to notice.

I look up at him and he's smiling down at me. "Its all in here," he taps my head with his finger, "and in here–" he about to point to my heart but he pauses mid way. I look down see that his finger is pointing to my right breast and he has this confused look on his face like he doesn't know where to point. I chuckle and take hold of his finger placing it above my right cleavage, "–here." Technically that's not where my heart is but— whatever. He retreats his finger like its burning, then shakes his head like a wet dog would. "Yea, your head and your heart. You do it Noel say it.