A Thousand Heartbeats Kiera Cass Novels & Stories

They felt like little pillows against his lips, so soft and warm. Warmth spread through his chest as his heart raced. His hands moved, resting against the Delta's chest and causing a wave of excitement to rush through him. Skyler didn't think the kiss could possibly get any better. It felt like heaven. He discovered he was wrong when Weston's tongue swept between his lips, urging them open. His lips parted, and Weston's tongue slipped inside. His heart jumped when Weston's tongue wrapped around his. A shock wave of tingles exploded through his body, bringing it to life.

I slipped on my black sun glasses, which was a match to my black mini gown and my black silhouettes, and without waiting for the chauffeur to load my bag in the car’s boot, I opened the passenger door and hopped into the car. The chauffeur joined me as soon as he finished loading my bags in the boot, and with just a single twist of the key, he woke the car engine, and gently glided into the long road. My name is Betty Von Rosey. I am twenty-three years old, though I look eighteen, and I had skin as white as snow, and long hair that if not for my white skin, looked more Indian than European. And these two features, coupled with my slim body, my height, and my pretty face, made me look more li

‘We are now on stage and this is a live broadcast!' ‘Does Christian think we are in his bedroom? Why is he kissing me so passionately?’ Jessica came back to her senses soon and pushed the man in front of her away. She composed herself and touched her hot lips. Christian kissed her too hard... The perfect ending just now impressed everyone. After a brief silence, the applause burst out. Adela sat down with depression. Her request just now was drowned in the endless applause. Two seats away from Adela, Paige showed a disdainful look. She took a look at a video she had posted in advance on her phone and smiled maliciously...

Kimora: (As she lets out a savage war cry the sound of a heartbeat can be heard echoing throughout the entire room, deep in origin, yet wondrous in its depth and power, Kimora began to feel a smoldering heat grow within her body and the suddenly pulse alongside this now hypnotic heartbeat. With every pulse, the sound becomes louder, heavier, and more ominous in its beat, and then... it suddenly stops.)

“There’s someone here. I hear a human heartbeat.” “Stand down,” I ordered, stopping him from advancing. I heard it too, but it was no threatening presence. Seated on the floor at the entrance to the maze was Cassia—my little occasional spitfire looking innocent and vulnerable. And then she looked my way and screamed. *-* Cassia’s POV

She didn't even look like the terrifying Cassandra Emeritus anymore; she looked broken, her eyes fixed on the screen with a glazed, haunting stare. “Did you see it?” she whispered, her voice trembling before rising into a ragged sob. “Did you see the monitors behind them? The sync?” I stood frozen, my own cheek still throbbing from her slap, as I watched Cassandra point a shaking finger at the screen. The commercial was playing in a loop—that high-tech, intimate display of the Vitalis Core. In the background, the biometric data showed two heart icons beating in a perfect, rhythmic unison. “It’s the heart rate read...” Cassandra wailed, clutching her chest as if she were the one having a hear

Back at my rented apartment, Beryl texted me a link. “Check this out!” Confused, I clicked the link. It was a video from the celebratory dinner. The footage clearly captured how Jade had kicked me down. It also showed how Bryan had exposed me. Finally, everyone doused me with wine and left me kneeling on the floor in utter disgrace. My face was clearly visible in the footage. It was accompanied by the caption: [Former wife of trillionaire CEO Bryan Abbott, who abandoned him for money when he suffered from heart disease. Now that he’s wealthy, she falsely claims to have donated her heart to him to extort more money.]

“Then let’s begin your first channeling.” The silk slides off my shoulders and pools at my feet. I’m standing completely naked in front of three strangers and every single one of them is looking at me with varying degrees of professional interest and personal attraction. Kiera’s eyes move over my body with the assessment of someone evaluating a sparring partner rather than a sexual one. Then she strips off her own clothes with efficient movements that suggest she’s done this many times before. She’s pure muscle and strength, with scars across her ribs and thighs that look like they came from blades and claws. When she moves toward me, the mark over my heart starts to glow red.

If my heart beats any faster, I will die. I just know it. My heart slams in my chest so hard that it's difficult breathe and remain quiet. I'm having issues getting enough air glow around the shirt, and my nose is stuffy from so much crying recently. Sweat freckles my forehead and I can feel most of me trembling. This is the moment I've both dreamed of, and dreaded. I'll either be free, incarcerated or dead soon I imagine. Kellan plants a chaste kiss on my forehead before answering the cellphone.

“If your heart keeps beating that fast, you might have a heart attack.” Kiara didn't know why he even bothered to try to fake caring. Earlier that day, he had just threatened to burn her alive if she ever decided to leave and for some weird reason decided to show her face in front of him again. And here he was trying to steady her heart. “Why do you care?” Kiara spat back, judging her head forward like a snake would do when it spat out its venom. “Why would you give a toss about a filthy witch having a heart attack.”