Hellbound Heart の小説・ストーリー

He plunged into the copper wiring of my chest. The battlefield was my own stone heart. I felt the collision of their souls in my marrow—a violent, rhythmic thrumming that cracked the quartz on my ribs. My vision shifted. The Grand Hall vanished, replaced by the interior of my heart-chamber: a vast, vaulted cathedral of indigo quartz and copper rafters.

"Are you thinking about your mom again? Do not think about it anymore. You have me now. I am your family." I leaned against his chest and listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Each heartbeat pressed into me like a blunt knife, carving a deeper ache inside. I thought, 'He's always so kind and dependable. How could this man be one of the people who killed my mother?' When Caleb abandoned my mother to care for Olivia, Ryan seemed like a savior. He arrived with a doctor in tow, a supposed beacon of hope slicing through the shadows. Now, I understood the truth. That doctor never came to save her; he came to take her heart. This explains why my mother's funeral was so swift.

DEX A heartbeat runs through me, painful at first, like something inside me has cracked open. Then, that pain spreads and changes, flooding every vein in my body with fire. It burns, but it heals too, like lava surging through me. Every pulse carries both agony and exhilaration until I can’t contain it anymore. My lips part, and a deep, wild howl tears out of my chest. It echoes across the battlefield, carrying through the air until it reaches every mind and heart within the Silver Crescent Pack.

I said hanging up before closing my eyes finally ______________________________________________________________________________ Kayla's POV Making my way out of the cafe and walked across the street quickly hailing a cab, I felt dizzy so Bella told me to take the remaining day off. The ride to the house was quiet, getting to the house it was worse , I mean the kind of quiet in horror movies, I ignored the feeling in the pit of my stomach and made my way to my room making no noise so that no one will be aware I'm in. Slowly making my way to the bed , I closed my eyes briefly but the sound of clinking heels made me sit up ready to shout at Lissa if she made the mistake of coming in here but t

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.

I think it's his room, it has one big window, TV and big king-size bed everything was black in his room, even the sheets except the walls they were gray. "you thought I will get scarred, after what you said don't mess with me. oh, you don't have any idea. About how I'm so scared right now. I tried to release my hand from his grip but that only makes him hold it tighter. he leaned down and whispers in my ear "I know that one day you will be mine. maybe for a week-" that's disgusting "that will be only in your dreams." I screamed in his face without hesitation. "if I want to, you will be the actress starring in my dreams" then I felt his breath on my lips. please don't do it, please don't do i

Darkness, his cover, he drinks its sin, malevolence and gain power from the shadows. – Bloodsongs. --- (Art) Art was angry that she didn’t wake him up the night before to say anything right now. He feared, what would have happened if Ahriman decided to push farther. The bastard was in her head, and that made him angry, restless, wired. He looked at her, oh how she sat, like there was nothing wrong with their life, their damn life, like everything was fine and dandy.

The tension that had seized my muscles slowly began to ease, the scent of lavender and chamomile weaving a calming spell around me. As I submerged myself, the world muted to the gentle gurgling of the water and the rhythmic thud of my own heartbeat. The anger, the fear, the despair – they all swirled around me, a murky vortex threatening to pull me under. The image of Alexei's face, hardened by a darkness that mirrored the shadows in the room, flickered behind my eyelids. His words, cold and sharp as blades, echoed in my mind: "You're staying here. It's settled."

Swiftly flicking his cigarette, he forcefully turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction, causing the car to spin in circles around the girl. On the other side, Hiya, with her heart pounding, witnessed a black Mercedes approaching rapidly. Overwhelmed with fear, she clasped her hands over her ears and shut her eyes tightly, anticipating an imminent tragedy. In that moment, she believed it was her last day in this world, facing an inevitable and untimely demise.

Elton answered Hunter's question by launching an attack, and Hunter felt a slight pain in his chest. When he looked down, he realized that there was a bloody hole in his chest, while Elton seemed to be holding something in his hand. It was moving. It was Hunter's heart! "You…" Before Hunter could finish, he swayed slightly and fell heavily to the ground. Lyanna looked sympathetically at Hunter, who was lying in a puddle of blood, and she said to Sebastian, "My lord, the spell has been broken."