Hellbound Heart Novelas e Histórias

she tried to draw his attention. Dr Cullens looked up and wiped his sweaty forehead with his hands, and adjusted his glasses. "Done" he said and turned the laptop to face her. "Oh my!" she exclaimed, "You created a missing Mixed-blood on the record but not Bella Storms" she shrieked in excitement. He nodded in same vigour. "One more thing" he said, and she kept quiet, nodding expectantly "The bad weed amongst the plants has been removed for good" he announced.

I pushed the other two through the doors. I wasn't waiting another minute to see my girl. I'd felt her die. Felt my spirit try to follow her down that long tunnel. My heart had stopped beating when I saw Heppni literally rip her heart from her chest and crush it. But here we were. Alive. Healing.

It lingered in the darkness but seemed to be getting worse with each step I took. Then I heard it. It was like death themselves was waiting to impale my heart with their scythe. When I saw them in the room through the ajar door, it felt like death's scythe ripped through my heart and pulled it out of my throat. The sight of Ash with her….

She walked into her room and closed the door gently as she waited for him to move away. She cried as she felt her heartbreaking how could he not see how she loved him dearly. Just like Scarlet and whoever he was bringing in tomorrow. She felt a sharp pain in the lower part of her abdomen. She realised that she had no time but to wait for her death. Recently she had gone to see the royal doctor only to realise that she had few days to live due to her powers that are slowly eating her away. And the stress added to it also her unrequited love may be the cause.

The wind howled through the ruins of the once-grand temple. Elena stood in the center, the weight of the world pressing down on her shoulders. The battle with the shadow creatures had left its mark on the landscape, but it was nothing compared to what was brewing inside her. The Heart’s power surged through her, a force both intoxicating and terrifying. Her hands shook as she tried to steady her breath, but the pull of the Heart’s energy was overwhelming. She could feel it, deep within her core, calling to her, urging her to embrace its dark promise.

I crept back, pressing my ear against the wall, desperate to catch every word. "You know Ryan, they say the Dread heart Beast is a terrifying, nightmarish creature with thick and leathery skin with a deep crimson hue that suggests the cursed power within. Most terrifying of all though, is its beating heart, which is said to be the key to breaking curses and granting unimaginable powers. Those who seek to break a curse, must face the Dread heart Beast who has strong combat powers if they dare..." The silence that followed was deafening, and I could feel my blood chilling in my veins. My breath caught in my throat as I waited, ears straining, for a response from Ryan.

Bain said, voice like steel. After a long pause, the Order slowly lowered their weapons. “You have one chance,” the priestess whispered. “Take it. And go.” ⸻ IV. The Chamber of Veins The Blood Relic chamber was a monstrous sight — red crystal veins ran like living arteries across black stone walls. At its center hovered the relic itself: a pulsating orb of deep crimson, almost breathing. “The Heart of Blood,” Seraphina whispered in reverence. As Bain approached it, the chamber pulsed. A voice echoed in his mind — ancient, seductive.

In the end, the perfect husband and father Stan and I were so proud of was a phony, and the love he showed us was a lie. The only truth was this deceitful plot he maintained for six years, ending with a meticulously staged car accident to take away my son's heart. Nonetheless, my consciousness blurred as the sedative flowed through my veins. I could feel the icy touch of machines digging inside my body, giving me more nightmares. There was only pitch-blackness where my son stood, an emptiness in his chest where his heart should have been. He was reaching toward me, screaming, "Mommy! It hurts so much!"

" … Edward frowned deeply. When he spoke, it sounded like he was grinding his teeth. "Jasmine, your sister is about to kill herself, and you're still thinking about a handkerchief? "Is romance really that important to you? Important enough to make you this cruel?" The moon hung high in the sky. It was already late at night. Edward turned and stormed off, his sleeve snapping in the wind. I stood alone in the middle of the street, the cold wind making my head spin. However, the colder my heart felt, the tighter I held onto the engagement document.

We sat in the cramped, red-lit cabin, listening to the hum of the engine. "The Heart is a physical machine," Ghost explained as he steered. "It’s hidden beneath the Oval Office. It’s a giant crystal made of nanotech. It vibrates at a frequency that matches the human heart. That’s how he controls them." "How do we stop it?" I asked. "We don't just stop it," Mom said. She looked at me, her blue wires glowing in the dark. "We have to reverse it. We have to use a different code. A code that breaks the rhythm."