Behold My Heart Movie Novels & Stories

As she was looking at it, the TV screen behind it was showing a video of a beating heart. The sound of a heartbeat suddenly blared in surround sound. The image on the screen was hypnotizing, the virtual heart was beating, and it has gotten bigger and bigger and bigger until it exploded in a horrifying sound. But the pieces slowly swirled around and came back together into their original form with soothing background music. "Do you like it?" A voice came from behind. "It's not for sale, but if want ... I'd gladly give it to you," he said as he leaned on the doorway. "That's my heart," he added with a half smile.

Smythe only nods genially and asks, “Would you like to hear the heartbeat, Your Highness?” “Just get on with it.” The sound of the heartbeat is quiet but steady. A noise that makes my eyes water from emotion. The grainy video makes it hard to see anything but the heartbeat makes everything feel real. There’s a baby in there–my baby. Opal looks annoyed and smacks my arm. “Don’t fucking cry. You don’t get to be emotional about this.”

A woman's voice, ragged and desperate, tore through the line. "H-help me. Beverly, help! I can save you—I'm the only one who can create a 3D-printed heart, the only one who can save you. I-I'm the cardiothoracic specialist Chief Bronson found for you. With your heart, you only have three years left. Without me, you won't survive. Save me, please!" The call was abruptly cut off. Beverly tried to call back, but the other end was already powered off.

Naturally with my card, I couldn’t possibly have my mom buy expensive things like this for me. “Are we still on for the movie night, then?” Her voice is a little timid, like she’s expecting me to let her down. “Of course. I promised you this morning, didn’t I. And I never break a promise. Something you’ll learn about me, darlin’.” I’m rewarded with a megawatt smile that could light up my entire house. “What are we watching?” “All of my heart. It’s a Thanksgiving movie and it has Brennan Elliott in it.”

He moved a bit to reveal the face of the person he had been talking to since she arrived, her heart pounded aloud and her eyes widened in horror as she heard the name, a fearful shiver coursed across her entire body, as her gaze met his over Siddharth's shoulder. Do you still sit back and clap aloud each time my heart bleeds.. dear Gods? All Hearts !!

Part II: Amelia (The Acceptance) My breath caught in my throat. Seeing Adrian—the strong, unflinching warrior who broke a man's arm for my safety—kneeling before me, vulnerable and open, was the most profound display of love I had ever witnessed. The contract was gone, the divorce papers were ashes, but this was the final, total surrender of his pride. Tears streamed down my face, not of sadness, but of overwhelming, absolute joy. "Oh, Adrian," I choked out, reaching for his face. "Yes. A thousand times, yes."

Warning: Remote artificial heart shutdown imminent. Mandy didn't even look at them. She kept her eyes locked on mine and gave a vicious yank. In that instant, my vision went dark. But right before I blacked out, I heard the rehab center's doors slam open. Someone burst into the conference room, pushing a wheelchair. Aiden sat in the wheelchair, his face as white as a sheet. His gaze locked onto the bloody incision beneath my collarbone. The next second, the alarm on his artificial heart went off at maximum volume. He clutched at his chest and toppled out of the wheelchair, collapsing right at Mandy's feet.

Everyone was smiling, except for one person. Theresa. She sat in the front row beside her parents, both looking increasingly uncomfortable as they watched me walk to the platform. She was glaring at me like her stare would stop me dead in my tracks. I glanced her way and lifted an eyebrow, just to let her know that she didn't scare me and was in no way a threat to me. Her eyes became even harder as I passed her and swept up the stairs to stand beside Travis who took my hand and brought it to his lips for a sweet kiss. I smiled at him as we stared into each others eyes. Together we turned to the woman who stood in front of us to initiate the ceremony. I had been told her name was Calliope. Sh

The word echoed in the sudden silence of the room. In that single, overwhelming moment, the exhaustion, the nausea, the demotion, Sebastian’s betrayal, her mother’s cruelty, the fear of being watched, all faded into the background. A new reality, monumental and terrifying and profoundly beautiful, settled upon her. She was not alone. She had a secret. A life growing inside her. And for the first time in weeks, amidst the tears that still streamed down her face, a tiny, fierce spark of hope ignited within her shattered heart.

The boss's promises must be pretty convincing to have cultivated employees with impressive loyalty. I switched tactics and asked, "Who's your boss? Did I offend him or something? I'm just a broke student, so why did he kidnap me?" "Boss said…" He paused, as if to search for the exact wording. "He lost… a heart with you." His words sent a chill down my spine. Why did the words "lost a heart" sound so familiar? The car sped out of the city and veered into country lanes I had only seen in Canverlian dramas. Towering, perfectly-trimmed hedges lined both sides of the lanes to form a dark wall that cut us off from the rest of the world.