Ascending Hearts Novels & Stories

Mira closed her eyes and let him hold her, her face pressed against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath her ear. She didn't say the words. But she felt them—burning in her chest, pressing against her ribs, demanding to be set free. I love you too. God help me, I love you too.

"It is a promise, a commitment, and a love that extends beyond the boundaries of a simple present." He looked into Mitchell's eyes, his gaze unwavering. "You see, Mitchell, my gift to you is my heart. It is a promise to cherish you, to support you, and to always be there for you. It is a commitment to our journey together, through the ups and downs, the joys and challenges."

he takes my face in his hand and kisses me. Fuck his lips are so soft against mine. it feels like heaven. I should stop him, shout at him my mind is screaming telling me to stop him, but my heart says no just live the moment. we pull away to breathe. we are looking into each other eyes "I'm not going to see you again. right?"

She asked him in a small voice. “Take all the time you need. Just remember that my heart only beats for you.” He kissed her forehead.

"Is he okay now? Because I can't see anything attached on his body." "Can't determine yet because his health status is indefinite, for now he’s okay but later he’s not.” "I don't understand, what's my brother's condition?" "Storm has Cardiac Dysrhythmia also known as Arrhythmia, uhm... it’s an irregular heartbeat and he's heart condition has a fast heartbeat. He has over one hundred beats than the normal, which is eighty, and that condition called Tachycardia and for his age today the normal heart rate will be seventy to one hundred ten beat per minute. But his heart rate is sometimes greater than one hundred thirty-seven beat per minute or stay in that number and the number of beat per minu

Color starts creeping back into his face. The doctor checks his blood pressure next, frowning at the reading. "One-forty over ninety. Too high." He shines the light in Hayden's eyes again. "Pupils equal and reactive. Good." He listens to Hayden's chest longer this time, his stethoscope moving in careful patterns. "Any history of heart issues?" Dr. Grant asks me, since Hayden's too winded to speak. "Broken heart syndrome," I say quickly. "He was diagnosed recently. Stress-induced. He's on meds for it."

I saw it. The heartbeat. Fast and furious and alive. Something cracked inside my chest. Something I'd been holding together since the moment I signed that contract. Tears slid down my temples into my hair. I didn't wipe them away. "The heartbeat is strong," Dr. Hayes said. "Faster than typical for four weeks, but —" She tilted her head. "But there's something else." "What?" Kael's voice was rough. Dr. Hayes zoomed in. The image blurred, then sharpened.

Rather I accept my fate, knowing that my time is up. Ready to succumb to my fate, I lower my head to the ground, no longer trying to keep it up. I can hear the steady rhythm of my heartbeat, as it begins to slow. I can hear the pounding of my chest echoing on the tile. Which is when it dawns on me. There's no way it could be my heart. It's far too powerful for it to be my heart.

The marble beneath my boots was no longer just humming. It was palpitating. In a human patient, a rapidly accelerating, irregular heartbeat is classified as tachycardia. It is a sign that the body is under extreme stress, fighting to pump oxygen to a system that is suddenly demanding more power than the heart can comfortably supply. But this was not a human patient. This was a tectonic plate, and the sheer volume of biological weight we had just introduced to the Palace was acting like a massive dose of adrenaline.