Can You Hear My Heartbeat Novels & Stories

I said and chuckled. "You said you didn't feel anything for him. So that means you do know what you should have felt if you were in love with him. Tell me... what happens when you are in love?" he asked eagerly like he really wants to learn more about love. "I also don't know much but I have heard from people that when you are in love your heartbeats starts to fasten seeing that person" I said and he looked confused. "You are a cardiologist. Do you really believe it is technically possible?" He asked and I smiled.

But my heart had started to race so violently I could hear it pounding behind my ears. “How…” I started, my voice unsteady. “How the hell do you know that?” A knowing smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He tilted his head, almost boyish, almost amused. “I can hear them,” he said simply. My brows drew together. “Hear?” “The heartbeats,” he clarified. “Two of them. Fast, fluttering little things. Like hummingbirds trapped in a cage.” I stared at him, stunned. Not because he knew I was pregnant, Christian and I had been careful not to tell anyone outside our circles, but because of the way he said it. So effortlessly. So casually.

Chapter 68 Ryan The heartbeat doesn't stop. I mean that literally it continues, of course, monitored and steady in the way that Dr. Conti has pronounced satisfactory, and then the ultrasound ends and the room returns to its ordinary hospital dimensions and the sound stops being something I can hear externally. But it doesn't stop. It moves from the screen to somewhere inside my chest and it stays there, beating alongside my own at a frequency I can feel but couldn't explain to anyone.

Maybe there was nothing there after all. I was just about to pull my hand away when I suddenly froze. There was a sound. Faint. Soft. Unfamiliar. My breath caught in my throat as I stilled completely, my heart beginning to race again. I pressed my hand more firmly against my stomach, my senses sharpening as I focused on that tiny sound. And then I heard it clearly. A small, steady heartbeat. Not mine. My eyes widened, and my entire body went still as the realization hit me all at once. It was real. There was something there. Something alive.

She waited for the nothingness, a final, defiant witness to the end of the world. And then, in the absolute zero of the void, she heard it: A single, rhythmic, human heartbeat. Thump-thump. It wasn't coming from the machine. It was coming from inside her own chest.

"Why is there no heartbeat? Why don't I hear a heartbeat?" Hunter gasps and his voice starts to tremble, he has not noticed it, but now, now he turns to the Doctor and demands again, "I want to hear the heartbeat. Put that thing on again. I want to hear the heartbeat." But the Doctor remains quiet. I am not sure if he is just as shock at what he heard or if he does not know what to say to us. Then he does as Hunter asks; I think that he, himself, is hoping that what he thought he heard was wrong.

Is that the heartbeat of someone? It's so faint and filled with pain and fear. Maybe it's just his imagination, he thought. "Help. Please help" he heard. The voice was so faint and weak. Without thinking twice, he dashed out of the house in great speed towards the direction he felt the voice was coming from. A lady lay lifeless on the floor. He moved closer to her and bend over her. He could still hear her heartbeat, which means she's still alive.

He is unbelievable! “I can’t b-breathe,” I uttered. This man did not listen and still looking out at the window. His Adam’s apple is moving slowly, and I can’t help but listen to the rhythm of his heartbeat. I couldn’t hear the noise surrounding us, but his heartbeats were audible. It was the first time I heard someone’s heartbeat. I have keen hearing for miles away, but this thing is different. I can listen to his blood flowing directly into the vessels connected to his heart. I look sideways and try to fight this rising feeling in me. It is not right! I barely know this man, so I should step back. Moving backward was the next thing I did, but it was the wrong move. The man hugged me, and m

"You're going to be fine, My miracle, I will never lose you." The distant sound of my heartbeat slowly made its way into my subconsciousness, bringing my mind back to life. I listened carefully to the heartbeat, following the sound. The beating slowly turned to a beeping, a machinery beeping. It increased with every step closer I got to the location of the sound until I snapped my eyes open with a gasp. Damn.

he instructed as he let go of my face and I frowned, wondering what the point of it was. I placed my head on his chest and closed my eyes, just to get it over with. I expected to hear the usual heart beating and the sound of his breath. Yet, when I leaned in, his chest did not move even a lone inch and I placed my ear to the left of his chest, wondering where his heart beat could be. I scoffed at my lack of common sense, there is certainly no way that any person would not have a heartbeat, "what do you hear, my Aphrodite?" I turned my face and listened with my other ear.