Bash Heartstopper Novels & Stories

she gushes with full of enthusiasm. “Lizzy, enough of that,” Bash stops his sister, grabs my hand, and walks away from her. “K, well talk later!” Lizzy yells as I follow Bash’s quick pace. “Okay!” “Bash, stop!” I pull off my hand back from his grip. He stops and glances at me. I squeeze my eyes shut as I take a deep breath to calm my wracking nerves and slow down my frantic heartbeat. I open my eyes and try to focus on what should I say and not how my heart is beating.

It felt like an eternity and my heart drummed so hard, I worried that I would die from a heart attack before it was all over. Finally, the door to Belshar's car opened. Time stood still. I watched with bated breath then totally stopped breathing as Belshar was shoved out of the car, no, he was kicked out. He dropped to the floor with a heavy thud and lay there. My nails dug into my palm. Was he dead? I couldn't fucking move. There was a sharp pain in my chest that only intensified as Belshar lay unmoving on the floor. My gaze moved from Belshar to the person coming out of the other side of the car, the tears filling up my eyes and blurring my vision.

Since I didn't have time to use a defibrillator and couldn't rely on adrenaline, that meant my only viable option was to inject Amiodarone. Amiodarone is a drug used as a fast way to recover a stopped heart. It's used as a quick solution if a person's heartbeat becomes erratic. So after running to the first medical supplies cabinet and grabbing what I needed, I ran up the stairs toward Tomás' room. I was thankful I hadn't come across Hunter yet. The car accident must've delayed him more than I anticipated.

then she shut the door and | heard the sink water running. "Sorry, | just, um, needed to get away from, uh, the people..." | pointed towards the door and shut my mouth. Swayer just looked at me weirdly. | couldn't help but notice that he was shirtless and his abs were calling out to me like some sort of beacon. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." He said and my cheeks blushed from embarrassment. Thank God it was dim in here. "I'll just go." | started towards the door handle again, but suddenly Swayer stopped me.

She immediately took her hand away from the knife with her eyes wide open in shock when she saw blood dripping from the hand of the person she loved the most. Lucian threw the knife on the floor and took the baby in her arms into his arms. The baby was crying in fear. Selina stood still with her body trembling. Tears dripped from her empty eyes. She took a step as her dying heart told her something. "Selina!" Lucian and her uncle called her name in shock as she stabbed the knife that was on the floor right into her heart. Her body fell to the floor with blood flowing from her wound.

I poured every ounce of my will, every thread of my awakened Alpha strength into the grip we shared, trying to anchor him to the living world. "The heart is struggling," the second healer warned, his eyes fixed on the electronic monitor beside the bed. "The arrhythmia is worsening. The silver residue is too close to the main valve." "Give me the neutralizer," Sarah demanded, her hands steady as she reached for a glass syringe filled with clear fluid. "We have to flush the pericardium now." Before she could press the needle into the tissue, the steady, rhythmic beeping of the monitor changed.

Looking around, others walked by normally, which meant I was the only one who could hear it. “Warning, heart level dropping. Bordermark breached.” Buis’ voice echoed loudly, a large warning sign on the screen but I kept going, thinking it was trying to stop me. But then my heart started to slow down, making it hard to breathe. I could barely take a step forward as I felt my heart slow to a stop and I dropped to my knees. “Warning, heart will stop beating in ten seconds. Ten, nine…”

even was. It told me: [Conditions unmet. Mission will initiate upon sufficient capability and target reacquisition. Program will remain active until completion.] Because it had no emotions, it gave me books—endless books—to study. I crouched in front of her, the hatred in my eyes no longer hidden. "I wanted you dead. How could I ever fall in love with you?" With that, I got on my bike and sped off. The private investigator, Callum Vance, whom I hired also sent me good news.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

"Don't be mad, Maeve. I've never been good with words, but I know that Mr. Cooper was only concerned about you. Right. There's something I need to give you." She took out a bracelet from her exquisite bag, her gesture smug yet deliberately apologetic. "Mr. Cooper gifted this to me, but I can't possibly accept it. I think that you deserve this more." I barely glanced at the bracelet and said, "You can keep it." Immediately, her eyes reddened. She wore a pitiful expression and turned to Austin. "Mr. Cooper, did I say something wrong? Why does she seem to hate me so much…" No sooner had those words fallen than Austin shielded her and hurled the bracelet at me. "Why are you giving her such an at