Distant Heart Sounds Novels & Stories

he takes my face in his hand and kisses me. Fuck his lips are so soft against mine. it feels like heaven. I should stop him, shout at him my mind is screaming telling me to stop him, but my heart says no just live the moment. we pull away to breathe. we are looking into each other eyes "I'm not going to see you again. right?"

They spoke the names they hadn’t dared utter in years — a perfect, aching echo. The noise of the gala seemed to fade around them. It was as if the world had just stopped.

I couldn't even recognize why my heart has gone wild now for the nth time. It's not just that each beat is fast and loud. Erratic, chaotic, slow then suddenly speeding up, and very strong. I could hear every heartbeat as if I was wearing a stethoscope that was directly opposite my heart and meant to let me hear what kind of effect Waldo had on my heart. "Waldo..." I mumbled.

I removed the stethoscope from my ears, leaving the other end still pressed against his chest. “Can I?” His eyes lit up with curiosity, and in response, I just gently placed the stethoscope in his little ears, holding them there for just a second until his brow furrowed in strangeness “It’s gross. Why does it sound like someone is knocking on a door underwater?” “Well, that’s an excellent way to describe it.” I laughed “But oddly enough, that’s what all hearts sound like. Here.” I pressed the small metal diaphragm to my own chest “Can you hear mine? It’s the same, isn’t it?”

The kind of face you wore when the news was bad but you needed the patient calm enough to hear it. "Your echocardiogram shows significant left ventricular hypertrophy," Dr. Walsh said, pulling up the images. Emma's heart appeared on the screen, the walls thickened in ways that spoke of chronic strain. "Combined with your blood work and the information you provided about the trial drug—Compound 7—I can confirm what you suspected. Your heart has been working at elevated capacity for years. The damage is progressive."

"Not yet." I laughed hard at his answer. This man was not only stunningly handsome but was shockingly coward and paranoid. He threw me a puzzled look but I ignored him. How would I explain myself? I walked over to his side, placing the diaphragm of my black stethoscope into the quadrants of his back. I then stepped in front of him, bending a little as I also listened to his lung sounds. He stared into my eyes as I did my ministrations on his chest, almost tempted to place both of my palms instead. The loud sound I heard was not the rales or crackles from any of his lobes, but the loud thuds coming from my heart. He was as healthy as an ox.

And beneath that, fainter but unmistakable, three other heartbeats. The brothers. Even at this distance....they had to be over a hundred miles away by now....she could hear their hearts beating in perfect synchronization with hers. "I can hear them," Eve whispered, awed and terrified. "Their heartbeats. I can hear their heartbeats." Dr. Thorne's eyebrows rose. "That's... unprecedented. Even for bonded mates, that level of connection at this distance is remarkable." "Is it because of the soul bond?" Eve asked. "Because we're not just regular mates?"

There’s an end to this place, I can feel it. My heart hammers in my chest, a frantic rhythm that doesn’t match my exhaustion. It’s too fast, too wild. Like it knows something I don’t. I ignore it. It can feel whatever the hell it wants, as long as it keeps beating. The distant murmur of voices reaches me, faint but real. I freeze, my breath catching in my throat. For a second, I think I imagined it, but no—the sound is still there. People. I strain to listen, my heart pounding. The voices aren’t just rough and deep; there are lighter tones mixed in. Women. Children. Maybe a village or a tribe nearby. A safe place? Or another danger waiting for me?

Faint, rapid, but unmistakably present. My blood went cold as I realized what I was hearing. Two heartbeats. Coming from my mate's body. I shifted position carefully, not wanting to wake her, and pressed my ear closer to her chest. Claire's heart beat with the strong, steady rhythm I'd grown accustomed to over months of sleeping beside her. But underneath that familiar sound, almost masked by her own circulation, was something smaller. Faster. Different. My hands trembled as I moved lower, following the source of that second heartbeat with supernatural focus that blocked out every other sound in the room. When I reached Claire's abdomen, the truth hit me like a physical blow.

Everyone was still immersed in xD's mesmerizing movements and singing on stage. Regardless of what whisper came to Jun in the middle of his performance, his eyes immediately noticed the commotion at the other end while still dancing. Without this, his heart had given a signal. Jun got off the stage slowly after he sang his part of the song. He came out backstage with his long legs and started running as fast as he could. His feelings were very chaotic, like a dazed person. Because that woman had filled all the recesses of his heart. That attitude left the staff confused.