Novel & Cerita Coming To My Heart

I held onto my chest as my heart drummed hard in my rib cage. “Where are you coming from, Daphne?”

How would someone not develop a heart attack with this look? "For... Forgive me, alpha... I... I... I will... I will come... back..." I stutter nervously, my heart beating rapidly against my chest so loud that he will hear the sound of it if he's attentive enough. My legs refuse to move, but I drag them and manage to turn toward the door. "Wait!" His deep baritone voice sounds through my ears, bringing me to an abrupt halt as it sends cold shivers down my spine. I think I'm doomed...

Elio My heart begins to beat wildly in my chest, a blooming pride swelling as I hear the clicking of her heels on the paved ground as she finally comes into view. I see the heads of the pack turn to look at her walk towards me, the soft music playing in the background as she approaches. She looks out of this world as my heart stops seeing her. She’s mine.

My heart slammed hard against my ribs. “You’re coming with me.”

you came in my life, Just like that you promised me love & care, Just like that you didn’t trust me, Just like that you walked away, Just like that..... All Hearts !

The steady beat of his heart echoed against my chest, sending a quiet warmth through me. ​

"It is a promise, a commitment, and a love that extends beyond the boundaries of a simple present." He looked into Mitchell's eyes, his gaze unwavering. "You see, Mitchell, my gift to you is my heart. It is a promise to cherish you, to support you, and to always be there for you. It is a commitment to our journey together, through the ups and downs, the joys and challenges."

I backed away slowly, my heart thudding violently in my chest, ready to leap from my ribs. But they kept coming. Closer. Closer.

Then he pulled me forward by my waist and touched his lips to my ear, sending dangerous tingles down my body. "Don't miss me too much sweetheart." What was he doing to me? Swayer's POV | was So pumped about tonight. It was the first competition of the year and | was excited for every bit. | loved the sound of the crowd cheering for me and the loud music blasting from the overhead speakers, but mostly | liked having Penelope here. | don't know what it is with her, but when | held her hand in mine, sharp pleasant sensations went up through my arms. What is wrong with me?

I stopped in my tracks, and stared at the covered stage, hoping to see a person on it. The curtains still covered the entirety of the elevated platform, but I could hear silent footsteps behind it. Then, a gentle strum of an electric guitar echoed in the hall. “What…?” I quietly gasped. That was so clean! I could feel goosebumps from every part of my body, and I stood stone in my position, overwhelmed. A gentle chord after chord followed in pursuit, and as I listened closely, it felt like I could discern the emotions behind the played music. Grief, loneliness… anger.