A Thousand Heartbeats Kiera Cass Novels & Stories

But she was a bit reluctant to leave the world behind. Most importantly, she couldn't bear to leave Maverick, who loved her deeply! "Sorry, I'm really sorry." Kiera's hands were shaking as she slowly walked toward Annabel. Each step was hard to take, but she had to do it with determination. Soon, she was in front of Annabel. If she bent down, her sharp scalpel would cut Annabel's fair skin, opening up her chest. Then, she would take out Annabel's beating heart … Silvia looked at Kiera's actions as a faint smile formed on her lips.

Cameron was standing outside Marissa’s door, trying to build the courage to ring the doorbell. After a deep breath, when he was about to touch the bell, someone called from behind, causing him to have a mini heart attack. “Cameron,” “Fuck! Marissa, you scared the shit out of me.” He exclaimed loudly, one hand on his heart and breathing deeply. “I am sorry, but why are you standing outside my door?” She asked him curiously. Today, Marissa was late coming home as she had to run to the grocery store, so it was unusual for her to see her student uncle standing in front of her doorstep in all his glory.

While the man's face contorted, shifting from a mask of superiority and control into a menacing snarl. The woman bellowed,her voice reverberating through the room, filling it with a terrifying and murderous aura. "Damn it! Damn her!! How in the world did I let this happen? I had everything well planned out. How the heck did she do this without any warning from my spies? How did this slip past me?' Thump! Thump!! Thump!!! The heartbeat of the ferocious angry woman beat rapidly. The sound of the heartbeat could shoot to death anyone that mistakenly got in the way at that very moment.

“Xeros—Xeros—I love you—I love you—please—stop—please—” I can’t. I won’t. I promised her she would live. Even if I don’t. Demetria shoves Cassie aside like a doll. Cassie hits stone with a scream but scrambles immediately toward me. Demetria is faster. She crouches over me, fingers outstretched toward the cavity I carved beneath my sternum. “Finally,” she whispers, trembling with excitement. “Your heart is mine—” Her fingers touch the blood around my wound—

Selena closed her eyes, directing all her focus on the sound she wanted to hear. Cassandra stroked her hand with her thumb, her eyes softening as she observed how much she was concentrating on this. She looked at Patrick, mouthing, “Give me a minute.” He chuckled, disregarding her with a hand wave as he continued filling some paperwork. It felt ethereal and intimate. She felt close to the doctor as she listened to the clear beats of her heart, going on in a regular pattern. She leaned closer to her, her breath fanning over her forehead and she heard the distinguished change. Her heart racing, the beats going faster. Was it like that every time? Her own heart seemed to match the pace. Somehow

Real air. Cold air. My knees nearly gave out, and Cassian caught me again. For one second, my hands landed against his chest. Right over his heart. The heartbeat there thundered under my palm. Not normal. Not only his. The chamber answered it. Boom. Boom. Boom. Cassian looked down at my hand. So did I. The silver light beneath his shirt brightened. A thin glow spread between my fingers. The Heart. Inside him. Alive. The Crown above the throne began to twist violently.

Hillary kept crying until she said her vow too. "Kryss Mills, you are an asshole. You know that? You made me cry several times..You broke my heart several times but what can I do? You are the only person that can mend my broken pieces. I hate you when I first saw you. I was afraid thinking you will kidnap me . You really kidnapped my heart and it only beats for you. I never stop loving from then. You are so unexpected but I'm really so happy that finally you are infront of me not making lies but making promises to fulfill. Mr.Kryss Mills my husband now and the future to come. I love you to eternity. " Kryss was very emotional. It was the first time that Hillary saw Kryss crying. There were r

"Ms. Presley, don't you know that it's really pathetic to play hard to get? "Well, I can understand you. You have put in so much effort, but they still don't love you. Of course, you can only resort to desperate measures." With that, Tammy took advantage of Blaire's momentary distraction, grabbed the watch from Blaire, and smashed it onto the floor. In an instant, the watch worth a hundred million dollars shattered into pieces. Blaire watched it happen in disbelief. Her anger surged up, and she raised her hand to slap Tammy across the face. The sound of a crisp slap echoed, and Tammy instinctively covered her swollen face in a daze.

Not with the memory of his body earlier, the hard length pressing against the towel, the carved chest, the heat radiating off him burning into her mind. “Do I make you nervous?” Aiden’s voice broke the silence, low and rough. Cassia rolled her eyes without opening them. “I’m asleep.” “No, you’re not,” he said softly. “I can hear your heartbeat.” Her eyes snapped open, turning toward him. “Are you monitoring my heartbeat now?” Their gazes collided. Her chest hammered…wild, frantic, undeniable. “I can’t ignore it. Two hundred beats a minute, Amelia. That’s not normal…unless…”

His voice remains unwavering, growing louder, more urgent, despite the agony lashing through his body. The room watches in suspended awe—fear and hope warring in their chests—as life visibly returns to Lynette. Color bleeds back into her once-pale cheeks. Her chest, unmoving for so long, rises—slow, shallow, but unmistakable. Then another breath. And another. Her heartbeat, faint at first, strengthens with each passing second until it beats in steady defiance of death itself. Kassian collapses to his knees. His entire body trembles as his head bows to the floor, tears spilling freely onto the bed of delicate mimosas that have bloomed beneath him. His shoulders shake, his breath coming in rag