What is Hearts? well its the name for my book “Hearts of Angels” Grammatically incorrect but the themes of commadray and most imporantly love and duty are present. Also Steven’s main weapons being his family sword known as Hearts so thats a neat tidbit but every end of the month I will update this because besdies doing this site for a grade I guess this is my motivation to keep writing so stay posted

Hearts of Angels

To Mom and Dad and the many friends along the way

Chapter 1

Genesis

Is it weird I can snore so loud I can wake myself up? Today was one of those days where it didn’t feel right maybe because I woke myself snoring or being hungry and broke on campus credits. I was famished, my eyes drooped and every movement I took felt slow-mo guess it was time for a quick shower. Luckily my roommate wasn’t here so the bathroom was sparkling clean today and as luck would have it our heat pipes were still damaged leaving us with freezing cold water.

The icy waters that rebirthed my skin and freshly faded sides felt better than hot water. I guess I have to change up my shower routine. Afterwards I was able to enjoy my emptiness; the calm before the storm and browse through the campus app but nothing special. I still had to meet my step father and sell the bug I had inserted a couple days before. People want his notes and I need the money after I finish my degree so it’s a win-win on our parts.

After putting on my best pair of Jeans and my purple cozy hoodie with our mascot I was ready to leave when a slight turn on the doorknob caused a slight panic in me, a gasp later the wooden door slams through and comes the dreaded roommate. I could still smell the liquor on him, not to mention the stench of bad decisions of other chicks.

“Yo! Guess the party was crazy?” I asked

“Steven!! My brotha didn’t notice you there, sorry I’m still buzzing, hey is it cool if I take an extra cover?”

“Go for it Carlos you still owe me for that club charge last week and this broken nose when I come back.” I was able to stop my dripping nose before leaving the dorms like a battered child, the campus while small was still gorgeous in its gothic buildings and clashing modern science and engineering schools

My stepdad; a bio engineer professor and revered as one of the best of the time took me in after my father was killed in the line of duty and my mother not being able to care for me after, living with them was weird since I remembered my mom well and have short glimpses of my dad but they have been good to me it makes me feel bad, I like selling his notes and research to those with the highest bidding. The engineering school which was near the parking lot on the lowest section of the campus and in this large glass building. Once inside the bio engineering wing and the multiple cell like classrooms I found my stepdad class and his laptop. I put a small bug that was able to copy his files and search for anything related last night with a quick motion my fingers were able to remove the bug and seal inside a micro small plastic case, I might have been lucky since my stepdad with his silent feet entered the classroom and with a slight gasp to a sudden close and intimate grasp I realized he was here.

“Ahh Steven my boy how is everything?”