Tales of the Heart

Tales of the Heart

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'Love? If Allena wasn't heart broken yet, she was now. Slowly she looked over at the embracing couple and felt tears stream from her eyes in an unstoppable torrential downpour. She saw Angie, her face beaming under Carters strong arm...this was what she had wanted. She had egged Allena on from the start. As Allena ran right up to the couple she was about to shout again to try and get through to Carter, he turned to her and bellowed "Get the hell out." ' This will be a series of short scenes and stories filled with laughter, love, heartbreak and struggles. Some stories will have multiple parts, others will be short and only a single chapter. These scenes are ones that come into my mind and play through like a movie, they refuse to leave until I write them down. Warning: Some strong language and occasional violence or adult themes
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Madelyn Norlyse. Brown hair with matching brown eyes and a soul that's absolutely lifeless. Dull. Empty. She has been abused and used so many times that she lost count. She doesn't let anyone in easily and trusts almost nobody. She was left for dead, her soul unresponsive and almost annihilated by pain and anguish. Her only joy is her one best friend... that all changes when Dylan Romano comes along. He teaches her to live and she gives him life. -----Extract----- I start to hyperventilate waiting for him to speak. I wasn't allowed to speak without them wanting me too. "Do you know how worried your mother has been?" he asked calmly. I didn't like it when he was calm. He would become angry afterwards. "I asked you a question girl" he stated now looking at me. His eyes were bloodshot. I could tell he was drunk. He forever is. "I didn't mean to upset you or her" i responded as apologetically as i could. My voice was shakey. "where did you go?" he stood up. "Where did you go that was so important you had to break the rules of this home" he was walking closer to me. -----End Of Extract----- My book is written in parts.This is my first time writing my very own story, so if there are any mistakes I'm deeply sorry. Overall, I hope you enjoy! ⚠️Trigger Warning: assault, abuse, violence, graphic details and suicide attempts ⚠️

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