Animated Short Film In A Heartbeat Novels & Stories

He didn't even know how to react. He rose and moved toward me. Just as he reached out, ready to close his hand around my throat, the drug surged through him again. Grinding his teeth, he gave up, thinking, 'So be it. Grant humans five years. Such lowly creatures can't even stir up any real trouble.' But then he found himself noticing something else—his queen was strikingly beautiful. Her smile was bright, her eyes clear and unruffled when awake, as if nothing in the world surprised her. Yet asleep, stripped of her defenses, she looked like the innocent girl she still was at her age.

She shrugs, “We can sneak out. From the window, I hear the sound of a rattling bicycle wheel near the street and I could feel my nerves getting the best of me, Maybe I was sick of studying at the time. Maybe I’m too exposed to Alison’s impulsiveness that I actually agreed to go to the music festival, kilometers away from where I live, at eight-thirty in the evening. And without asking my parents' permission. My parents, who would disown me if they find out. Probably. I must have been high at some point, because the other second I opened my eyes, we were already at the entrance for ticket checking. The massive-looking bouncer even asks where’s our adult company at, and Alison flat out lies th

At first, he had worried that Jessica's classical temperament could not bring out the best of his work. Mr. Min had thought if the effect was not good, he would cooperate with the makeup artist and put heavy makeup on Jessica. Now it seemed that he had been worrying for nothing. Jessica's facial features looked more defined than in the photos but not flashy, and she looked as exquisite as a mixed-raced doll. "I want to thank Jessica, my model. I was inspired by her photos." "I named it Siberian Butterfly because I have infused the beauty of rebirth into this work. The butterfly goes through the coldest winter in Siberia, but it still looks beautiful."

Her lips were surprisingly warm, and it wasn't like he was expecting her to wake up just immediately, but having hopes that she might be a sleeping beauty didn't hurt. The next day, after he tried the new positive approach, the doctor came in with news of a nuclear bomb. Well, news that was close to being a nuclear bomb. "Her heart rate isn't normal, sir." "What do you mean, doc?" Kendrick asked. It was still weird that they still didn't know each other's names; they were comfortable with "doc" and "sir." It was weird. "We've been carefully monitoring her heart rate with the HRM whenever you're not here yet, and it's.."

She just spread the cold gel on my stomach and moved the wand in slow, practiced arcs. "There's the heartbeat," she said, pointing at the screen. A small, furious flicker, impossibly fast. "One hundred and fifty-two beats per minute. Perfectly healthy." I stared at the screen. At the tiny shape that was somehow already a person—head, body, limbs, all perfectly formed, all utterly dependent on me. You don't know me, I thought at it. You don't know what I'm capable of. What I'm becoming. The flicker didn't respond. It just kept beating, relentless, indifferent.

Asher I woke up sweating profusely and my heart beating really hard and fast. I was so scared and it felt like I was having a heart attack. I wasn’t sick before going to bed but the dream I had was so scary and it just did a lot of things to my mental heart.

My heart skipped, and my pulse quickened. I feel his chest rising and falling with each breath he takes. I could hear his heart beating as his fingers soothingly caressed my back. My stomach fluttered when I felt him move and kiss my forehead. His finger gently gripped my chin and lifted my head until our eyes met. When they did, my stomach fluttered again. He had a soft smile and hummed as his eyes swept over my face. “Hmmm… Good morning, beautiful,” He said, and I swooned.

Vivian said, turning on her heel and heading toward the corridor, her professional facade fully restored. "Your time slot doesn't begin for another forty minutes, but under the circumstances, I am granting an emergency exemption." As Vivian’s sharp footsteps faded down the hallway, Avery looked back at the green and white canvas. The corporate robot had successfully run back to her spreadsheets, but as Avery touched her own cheek—remembering the phantom warmth of a cool, steady hand from the night before—she knew the ice queen's code had already been permanently corrupted.

The doctors said her body would heal with time. But this pain felt different. It was not sharp like a cut. It felt deeper. It felt strange. It felt like something was vibrating under her ribs. She moved around on the couch with an attempt to ignore it. Then it happened again. A faint sound. Whirr….click….whirr “Oh my goodness…” Anna said while she pressed her hand harder against her chest. Her heartbeat felt strange. Too steady…too perfect. Almost like a machine instead of a heart. She sat still and waited.

So, the joy of freeing my loyal people around me and giving them the freedom is what made me much jovial than anything else. I was looking the documents of the company, when my chest started to hurt. I am half dead person and my heartbeat beats slower than that of the regular human being. Slower means really slower. It is like ten beats per minute. But, the pace of my heart started to beat faster and I don’t know the reason of the quick pace of my heartbeat. I rushed to the secret mirror from where I could peek at almost any one who was close to me. It’s like a modern CCTV but this one is more powerful than that.