Freal Heart Novels & Stories

Hearing his words, she looked up with teary eyes, her voice filled with gratitude, "I will never forget this favour you've done for me.” In that tender moment, as Ahil meticulously wiped away Hiya's tears with the handkerchief, the air seemed to hold a subtle fragrance of care and understanding. His hazel brown eyes, framed by those enviable long lashes, bore into Hiya's, expressing an unspoken reassurance. His lightly brown hair, casually scattered on his forehead, complemented the overall charismatic aura that surrounded him.

"Gosh, you're warm, you should lay back down and rest some more." "I'm fine." I give him a tiny smile and yawn with my hand fisted against my mouth. Waking up at the hospital hours later after fainting, Max told me that the Doctor informed him I have Arryhthmia - improper beating of heart, wether too regular or too slow. Which was a result of the pains in my chest when I over think. Shortness of breath when I'm angry or my emotions are doing a battle. Dizziness, light-headedness and fainting - during or after experiencing drastic situations.

and a lemon juice for herself. "'Heartbeat 141' is supposedly the owner's special cocktail. They say your heart rate reaches 141 when you're in passionate love. Try it," Zia clinked glasses with me and continued, "But for someone like me with congenital heart disease, I can never drink alcohol in this lifetime. Maybe I'm not suited for intense love either. What does being drunk feel like? I'm quite envious that you can live so freely." "Did you study medicine because of your heart condition?" I took a sip of the Heartbeat 141. It was strong, with a tropical fruit aroma, but quickly followed by a bitter taste.

Amar said. Opening her eyes, she stared at Amar, even though he has dark skin, he was very handsome, too bad he isn't Rohan. "Thank you Amar, you have always proven to be useful." Ganga said with a smile as she collected Meera's heart. "Finally, I will be free!"

John asked getting inpatient "we can attack him with allerged frund" Matt said. What allerged frund. That is one of the greatest crimes the company or any of the chairman investment hate. If anyone commit that crime, he or she will be sacked and that is not all, the company will see to it that the guilty person will go to jail for it, it is not a minor case. But to Chris it doesn't sound good. "we can't do that " Chris said "why" John asked

Knowing he was irritated, Rhea said soothingly, "Your Grace, I wasn't trying to pry, but I needed information to give a proper answer. Men and women have different physiques, and their age makes a difference, too. “If it's someone old, it's normal if their heart rate slows. Even if the person looks healthy, heart failure is possible if there are underlying conditions. If there aren't any, then it might be a sudden illness—" Fred interjected impatiently, "That's not possible! She's so young!"

I don't think I'd ever get the opportunity to have him this close to me if he ever found out what I was up to. "You look pretty, Skylar," For the first time in weeks, he said my name, and it hit a spot it shouldn't have. I felt my heartbeat pick up an unusually fast pace as we stared into each other's eyes. Why was my heart beating this way? These were dangerous heartbeats. I shouldn't be loving Alfredo Miller again, but here I was, totally smitten by him. I forced myself to believe that I didn't love him because I was mad at him, but the truth was I never stopped loving him. All those years, it was there somewhere hidden in my heart, waiting for the right time to sprout again.

— Let's see and tell me more or less, what does she look like? —She's a little shorter than me, she has long dark brown hair. She is white, her brown eyes, in the sun they look honey colored, small freckles, her smile mom is perfect, she should be a Colgate model, her hands are so delicate, very nice body and her way of being and acting is so unique. —You detailed her to perfection and your eyes sparkle. —Yes? —Fight for her and don't make her lose interest in you. Tll my life I knew that advice from mothers is the best, but what my mom said to me that day touched my heart.

I feel so sick. My body is shaking and my heart is hammering in my chest. I want to believe that this is just a dream and that I will wake up but I know I won't. I know this is no dream. I'm awake and I'm in a nightmare.

" I frowned at her while she shook her head in fear. "No sir, she is not feeling quite well so she won't be able to report today." She dropped the bombshell the same time my heart skipped a bit. "What the hell happened to her?" I hollered with eyes as wide as a saucepan. "She is suffering from a heart disease." She knotted her hands together. "What the hell are you talking about?" I slammed my fist on her table, making her panic. "Her boyfriend broke her heart so she is mentally unstable and she is nursing her heartache." She looked at the floor, fear evidently written on her.