Be Careful Of My Heart Novels & Stories

“How are you doing? Does it still hurt?” “It doesn't hurt much. Come on, I’m not that dramatic. It’s just a scratch. No big deal.” Karl frowned. “What kind of injury do you consider a big deal?” Danielle turned to look at him. He seemed to have gotten angry out of nowhere. “Be careful and take care of yourself. The only person who will truly care about you is yourself, not anyone else. Even if there are people who care about you, they won’t be around you all the time, so stop behaving like a child.”

Taking them to heaven and bringing them to pure bliss. Needing to catch her breath, she broke the mutual contact and watched as his eyes opened to gaze into the darkest part of her. "I have a request." She let out. Her heart beating so fast. "What request?" He asked. His breath coming out in gasps. "I need you to promise to never break my heart_" the tears rushed down her cheeks without a warning. "I need you to handle my heart with care. I_" her voice was so unsteady that it shook.

Not knowing that I went to end it all with him, not caring what he told me, it was already a decision made beforehand. - Let's try to do things better and work as a team. Let's think about how the other person might feel with our words. Let's not talk when we are angry, it is not good for either of us. Let's have a better communication. Let's be united and I assure you that we will do very well. - I said to my brother. - I will try to put my impulses aside. You also understand that what happened to my mom hurt me a lot and I'm a little emotional. I'm not saying it didn't hurt you, but it hurts me a lot.

I didn't have a salary, talkless of money, to buy a heart. My head…my head's spinning, I can't breathe, I need

I didn’t wait for a reply, breaking into a near-sprint until my door was safely between me and the world. Thankfully, I didn't encounter anyone else, and I had successfully made my way back into my room. I shut the door close, sliding right on the floor, as I reached in for my chest, which seemed to continue its thrumming. Ohh come on stupid heart, you need to calm down, he didn't even do anything, so why the hell are you beating so quickly? I voiced out in my head as I ran my fingers through my hair, slowly taking deep breaths and letting them out.

And then his cryptic words came again, the same ones that haunted me from the night I missed the Luna ceremony. “Beware the heart that doesn’t beat for you. Through it, calamity will strike, and there will be blood.” I jolted awake, breathing heavily. Sweat clung to my skin, my chest rose and fell rapidly, my eyes scanning the dimly lit room. It was just a dream. My heart still raced. It was just a goddamn dream but why did it feel so real? I slowly sat up on the bed. The pounding inside my skull kept getting louder.

I take deep breaths and fumble for my beta blockers in my pockets, but I can't take them in Corey's presence, he doesn't know how severe my HCM has gotten. "Ryan, one more thing." He calls after me. "Be careful around Rose. Everything stops. “She’s been through a lot,” he adds. “Last thing she needs is another heartbreaker.” I pause, unable to turn around for fear that my face may give me out. "She's been through a lot." He adds. "The last thing she needs is another heartbreaker." It's ironic he calls me a heartbreaker, when my heart's literally breaking. I nod, casually turning to look at him but inside, I'm spiralling. Does he know? Or was that just a warning. Either way it's too late. I'v

Put it on speaker. And my heart was beating a mile a minute.

“I should go.” Marco nodded. “Be careful. And remember, no emotions attached.” I turned and left, my heart pounding against my ribs.

Distance, I learned, is not a thing you create by stepping away. It is a thing you carry in your chest and pray will harden before your heart betrays you. I woke that morning resolved to be careful. Not hopeful. Not foolish. Careful. The kind of careful that keeps one alive in a palace that devours girls like me without ceremony.