Ye Heartless Novels & Stories

"I was wrong! Matthew, I'm so sorry! Please, for the sake of the seven years Taylor called you Daddy, spare us! Ah—" Before Meghan could finish, Matthew pressed the remote control. Electricity surged through her entire body at once. She convulsed on the ground, her screams heart-wrenching. Matthew watched coldly and dialed Elliot's number. "Bring Taylor to Westvale Villa. Let this 'family of three' have their reunion." He looked down at Meghan writhing on the floor, his voice low but chilling. "It's time you paid back everything you owe me." … An hour later, Taylor walked into the villa holding his toy. When he saw the two people kneeling in the living room, he froze.

Giving me a glass of water she asked, "So will you do it?" I gulped the water down my throat and nodded a yes as a response to her question. She smiled and said, " let me call Sir now.".She left the room and I was there all alone with no confidence at all. I wished it all to be a nightmare. I wished someone to wake me up and tell me everything that happened was nothing but just a nightmare. I was trying to control my tears when I got a text. It was from an unknown number.

How could I forget he won me to make my life a living hell? He’ll do whatever he feels like to do with my body. He’ll burn me with his slow flaming torture for the rest of my life and he doesn’t care about my pain, the pain which gives him satisfying pleasure. He will be more pleased watching me break with every breath I take in pain. And there is no one for me to save me from his torture which he always calls it as his love. And what would you name it? Maybe, ‘His Heartless Love'. “Too late, Angel.” His voice was heavy with cruel determination as the leather crop sliced through the thick silence and licked across my flushed flesh.

“The Heart is yours.” Lia didn’t answer right away, the weight of Rhea’s words sinking into her. **The Heart is mine.** It should have been a triumph. It should have felt like victory. But all Lia could feel was a quiet, gnawing sense of loss. The Heart had chosen her, but at what cost? And could she even control it? Could she truly wield its power without losing herself entirely?

But now— Darkness spread through it. Like ink in water. Corrupting. Consuming. And at the center— The Heart. Smaller here. But denser. More real. “You came to me,” it said, its voice no longer echoing—but close. Personal. Ethan stood, silver energy rising around him. “You wanted me.” The Heart pulsed slowly. “I am inevitable.” Ethan shook his head. “You’re persistent.” The Heart shifted, forming a more defined shape—almost human, but incomplete.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

Bernard paid no heed and continued, "The Art Trading Corporation has a special pharmaceutical formula called 'Heart Eater' that will strengthen a person's body and spirit after use. I apologize for not going through your consent and instead using it on your daughter. "But don't worry, Mr. Mayo, this Heart Eater's effectiveness is really great. "You can ask Daniel and Geovanni if you don't trust me. They've both used it previously, and it's really effective! "Oh, Daniel is dead. Sorry, then you go ask Geovanni, but the outcome will be the same."

Three months into our marriage, I was cooking dinner when I noticed that every plate, bowl, and cup in the house was smaller than standard dinnerware. That slight difference mattered. Every time I lifted a bowl or wrapped my hand around a cup, I had to adjust my grip to the tighter curve. I held up two bowls of different sizes and asked Damian Moretti why. He said they had simply been custom-made for the Family. That night, a torrential downpour left me stranded at the station after I finished handling Family business. Across the street, inside a restaurant, Damian held a bite of steak to the lips of the young woman opposite him, then gently wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth. The

Storm, Storm in my heart, can you stop scaring me hard, loom not above my head, let me be tucked cozy in my bed, All Hearts !!

Here is a sneak peek of what to expect in BOOK TWO, HERAT OF THE HEARTLESS. Eros and Cassandra battled with mistrust from their past, an unexpected new enemy arose, and new complications threatened to push them apart. Will they find their way back to love and fight this enemy or will the forces of these complications push them apart? Find out in Book 2 of the Heartless series.