Bullet Heart Novels & Stories

I whisper, bitter, exhausted, “you really don’t have a heart.” He sets the glass down with deliberate care, then starts unbuttoning his shirt. Slowly. Like this is a reveal he’s practiced. “You want to see my heart?” He pulls the fabric aside. A brand. A brutal, scarred B, burned into his flesh right over his heart. Angry. Permanent. “It stands for Blackburn,” he says flatly. “Lucinda has one too.” My stomach twists. Whatever they endured, it was hell. Real hell.

Clean hit. He dropped instantly. The second came in right behind him, trying to close distance, but I met him with force—shoulder into chest—slamming him into the frame. Keisha yelled my name behind me. “Malik!” I didn’t look back. Not in a moment like this. The third man hesitated in the doorway. That hesitation told me everything. They weren’t expecting me. Not like this. He reached for his weapon— I fired before he cleared it.

I asked, my voice barely a whisper. He let out a sigh before nodding. “Yes, luckily, he is okay. But he's currently on the ECMO, which is a life sustaining machine for critical conditions to manage heart and lungs. The bullet caused a severe damage to a part of his heart, but not exactly his heart but quite near and it's causing some severe cardiac dysfunction. I'm sorry but I'm not sure he can really survive this for 24 hours. However, the bullet will be removed in thirty minutes, there'll be a surgery but still, that changes nothing,”. Tears stung my eyes as I parted my lips but not a sound came out, not even a whisper. They all got trapped in my throat.

Greg sat on the sofa sweating while the fan was on and the room well ventilated. "Baby what's the matter" Samantha asked as she walked into the sitting room. "I'm having a serious headache" "Is that why you stayed here without coming into the room"? Greg replied with a loud and angry voice "Are you monitoring me now? Can you just leave me alone". "Baby why are you shouting at me I am only concerned about your well-being"Samantha replied. "I am sorry baby, can you go to bed".

It halted me mid-step as uncertainty gripped my chest. My heart raced, a steady drum in the silence. No one should be out on the road, not with the storm raging like a wild beast, howling and pounding against the windows. I swallowed hard, my throat dry, as I stared into the blizzard that obscured everything beyond the safety of my home. Yet, amidst the swirling flurries, the headlights pulsed like a heartbeat on the distant winding road, flickering erratically through the gusts of snow.

His breathlessness intensified, each inhalation becoming a laborious effort. Upon witnessing Blaze slump to the ground, Dexter hurriedly approached. Blaze's rapid, irregular heartbeat echoed in Dexter's ears, creating a disconcerting rhythm. "Judging by the pace of your blood flow and the way your heart is beating right now, you are currently experiencing a heart attack. It appears a blood clot has blocked your coronary arteries; you would be dead in eight minutes."

Wiping my tears, I made my way to the office. As I stepped inside, the sterile scent of medical equipment filled my senses, and my heart raced in anticipation. The doctor's somber expression hinted at the gravity of the situation. "Your mother has cancer and needs to be admitted immediately," the doctor said, his words hanging heavily in the air, each syllable landing like a weight upon my chest. The world around me seemed to blur as the reality of the statement sunk in. Admitted immediately – the urgency of the situation echoed in those words.

He has given everything but it seems that it is still not enough and he managed to find someone else. "A-ashley babe." Kevyn stammered nervously, he was about to approach her but she shook her head and backed away. "I can't believe it, I can't believe you will c-cheated on me." she almost whispered. The woman who was with him quickly got dressed and ran out of her condo, even if I wanted to spank her and slap her, I couldn't because of the numbness of the whole system, I don't know what could be the reaction now I feel so hurt and drain.

He ended up punching me in the face and while I’ve been trying my very best to be patient with everyone, I was in a low place that time that I just lost it myself. Xander and I ended up having an altercation that eventually led to our dad having an unprecedented heart attack. We rushed dad to the hospital and while he was fine after that, we, along with Rachel, his original wife, soon learned that he has a terminal illness that he’d been trying to hide from everyone. It was another bigger surprise to us which just backed up Xander’s claim that dad just really likes to drop bombs to everyone. This was just another bomb that shook the entire family.