Second Hand Hearts Novelas e Histórias

sighs in relief. “You frightened me, Granny. Please never talk about death. I just hate that word,” she says with a sulking tone. After a while, she lies on the bed and puts her head on her lap. “It’s been almost a year since I’ve put my head on your lap. This place is so peaceful; it feels like I could spend my whole life in this lap,” she says. Judy closes her eyes to feel her warmth and her soft hands grazing her head. She missed this soft touch so much; those beautiful hands are like magic, repairing all the cracks in her heart. Holding her hands gently, she brings them near her mouth, placing soft kisses on them, and hearing the sound of her sweetest smile. “Granny, can I ask you somet

The love prison both appears and feels like it's painted with liquid love— the creation is perfect, everything about it is perfect…except one thing. "Sir, will the metal door remain opened? Why is there no option to lock it from inside?" "That's actually the best part, Mr. Miller," Ethan dawdles ahead of him, basking in his what now has transformed into vanity, "The feature is still under development, it's a heartbeats calculator. According to resources, if a person's heartbeat is 83BMP or more than that, they may have fallen in love, is falling in love, or at least are starting to have intimate feelings…"

The fluorescent lights caught the gold in his brown eyes, the flecks of lighter color near the pupils that made him look perpetually surprised, perpetually kind. "I know his anatomy," Datu said. "The way his ribs curved around his heart. The adhesions from an old appendectomy—he was, what, sixteen? The scar tissue that slowed my dissection. I know the exact pressure his aorta can withstand before it tears. Does that count as knowing him?"

] [It's an A-rank cursed item that targets congenital weaknesses! [These players are disgusting! They exploited her kindness!] [It's over. They're going to use her heart condition against her!] "Hand over your Tarot cards and those artifacts," Brad threatened. "Or this 'Heartbeat Hourglass' will make your heart explode." "We did our research on you," another player sneered. "Congenital heart disease, right? This item will put an infinite strain on your heart." "Why?" The word was a choked whisper. I stared at them, my heart shattering. "I thought... we were friends."

And standing on the altar, her grey silk gown fluttering in a wind that didn't exist, was Selene. She wasn't a ghost anymore. She was solid, her skin the color of polished salt, her eyes two pits of glowing violet fire. In her hand, she held the Void-Heart, but it was no longer a diamond. It was a pulsing, biological heart made of black glass and silver veins. “Welcome, sister,” Selene said, her voice echoing from the skulls in the valley. “You’re just in time for the second shift.” She looked at the heart in her hand, then at the three of us.

I fired. He froze like an antelope in headlights. "I can't seem to remember o." Harriet leaned closer with a smile on her face. I grinned. "October eight, two years ago?" He scratched his head looking confused. "Well, it was just a harmless mistake, it was for cruising and she got it all wrong." "Harmless? But you appeared harmful to the girl by shattering her heart into pieces." Harried chuckled so hard, slapping her thighs. "Well, I'm born again." He shrugged his shoulders.

I picked up the card with shaking hands and read the message written in elegant script. "You can never replace her. A Secret Admirer"

The second hand swept forward. One minute left.

When a gentle person got angry, it was the most terrifying thing. "She's been dealing with you for so many years. As a person, the one thing you should never betray is a sincere heart. I hope you two part ways peacefully. If I ever see you hit her again, I won't be so kind! And no matter how bad she is, a rotten person like you has no right to talk about her like that." Watching me in stunned silence, Jessica slowly rose and reached out to me. But just before her hand could touch mine, I stepped back.