Freal Heart Novels & Stories

" 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.

In the end, the perfect husband and father Stan and I were so proud of was a phony, and the love he showed us was a lie. The only truth was this deceitful plot he maintained for six years, ending with a meticulously staged car accident to take away my son's heart. Nonetheless, my consciousness blurred as the sedative flowed through my veins. I could feel the icy touch of machines digging inside my body, giving me more nightmares. There was only pitch-blackness where my son stood, an emptiness in his chest where his heart should have been. He was reaching toward me, screaming, "Mommy! It hurts so much!"

CHAPTER 1: Heartcille Reina No one’s POV: Heartcille Reina, known as Heart, is a 25 years old, nerdy old fashioned woman. She is a Japanese-British woman who lives in Tokyo, Japan. Her hair is black, always on a bun or tied so high with her eyeglasses on because she has problems in her vision. Her face has freckles, she lives independently in a studio unit in an apartment complex. Her parents are already in heaven, so she is literally alone in her life.

He took out his cell phone, turned on the video recording function, and said to Helena, “However, this idea of yours is quite good. I will have to trouble you to explain the situation to everyone in order to avoid people’s misunderstanding about this matter in the future, then.” Helena was not surprised that Felix would do such a thing. So, she faced the camera with much difficulty and said, “Hello, everyone… I’m Helena… I’ve suffered from Tetralogy of Fallot, which is a congenital heart disease ever since I was a child. I’m suffering from a sudden onset of the symptoms now, and it might be difficult for me to get through this… I hope that when people see this video, they will not blame anyo

Stella was rushing toward me, a half-eaten sandwich in her hand, confusion and panic etched all over her face. “What happened?” she asked, eyes darting between me and the chaos inside. “He’s…he’s having another heart attack,” I managed, my voice barely a whisper. “Oh my God,” she exclaimed. She wrapped her arms around me, grounding me just enough to stop the shaking. I leaned into her, needing that hug more than I realized Minutes felt like hours. I could barely keep my cool, watching how hard the nurses and doctors were trying to keep him alive. Finally, the beeping slowed, Nate's heartbeat returned to normal. The flurry of movement also calmed down. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing from

He specialized in Yoga, while also being well-versed in some medical skills. He immediately trapped Freddy’s veins and shoved a few quick-acting heart-saving pills in the latter’s mouth… Yet, nothing happened. Freddy was still writhing in pain as he sweated profusely. Croix’s expression changed; he quickly poked three different parts of Freddy’s heart, hoping that it would work. “It’s useless,” Harvey said calmly. “It’s a heart attack. He’s done for.” “Did you do this?!” Dahlia demanded instinctively. The crowd looked at Harvey in terror.

Instead of getting frightened, Zhairo just shook his head and started eating the steak that he ordered. Francis decided to move on from the topic and asked Zhairo instead how he was doing with Heartly. Instantly, the stoic emotion in his face melted and was replaced with a soft one and I knew from there that Heartly was his weakness. "Our relationship was not that easy as well. Heartly has a Chronic Heart Disease that could attack anytime. Her life is always at risk and she needed assistance every time and wherever she is in case she would have a heart attack. I witnessed how she suffered in several heart attacks before and I almost lost her for how many times, that's why I am working hard t

But now Myra and two wolves were hauling in buckets of snow and ice water, breaking frozen layers, dumping frigid water into the tub. My heart hammered against my ribs. The door to Caroline’s room was slightly ajar. I stepped through. She lay curled on the bed, her body fighting itself. Her chest rose and fell far too fast. Sweat plastered her hair to her forehead. Her lips were a flushed, alarming red. Her eyelids fluttered with every labored breath. And her body… radiated heat. I could feel it from across the room. The fever scorched the air. The wolf inside me went wild:

I had thought that he would let me go and be with Carmen, but I couldn't believe that he would reach out to my former company and colleagues to find me. "I'm Austin Cooper, Maeve's fiance. I haven't been able to contact her. Can you tell her to pick up my calls?" My ex-colleague let out a mocking laugh. "She's resigned for some time now. Don't you know that as her fiance?" Austin fell silent on the other end, too shocked to speak. My ex-colleague's mockery cut deeper. "You call yourself her fiance, yet you didn't even know she changed jobs. Now, that's pathetic."

The doctor checked that I was doing okay. “I feel much better. Could you please tell me what’s going on?” I asked, impatiently. It felt like everything was happening in slow motion. “I’m sorry to inform you, Miss Lilian, but you are exhibiting symptoms of a heart disease.” I couldn’t believe my ears. “Now, it’s not something you should be scared about as due to the early detection there are recommended drugs that can allow you maintain it before a compulsory surgery.” At this point I couldn’t hear a word the doctor was saying to me.