Heart Series Novels & Stories

Silence reigned in the wide hospital ward. The only sounds that could be heard were the steady beeping of the cardiac machine, their tensed breathing and the frantic pounding of their hearts. Out of all of them, Hendrix's heart pounded faster and harder. Colour drained from his face and cold sweat soaked his forehead and face. Every second of silence sunk the reality of what he just heard deeper into his subconscious and caused panic to swell in his heart.

Sara said, and he looked at her. “Heart attack.” He said softly. “She was so tired of fighting with the two of them about Scotty that I think it finally killed her.” “I am so sorry,” Sara said, and he took her hand in his. “Thank you.” He said as he squeezed it gently, minding the fact she was so much smaller. “I hope that you can learn to trust me some time.” “I do, Garret.” She said as she looked at him. “You are one of the few who has always been there for me, and you were completely honest with me. As far as I can see, you might be the only person who ever was.”

Alma added. He shook his head. "I won't let her regret it ma'am. I'm going to work hard and prove that I have no bad intentions towards the lady." Alma nodded and showed her to her room. While going out of the house, he heard a yell. He felt pain in his heart like he was stung by a bee. It's happening to him again. Not knowing who it was, he followed the direction of the noise and it happens to be Eva's room. He wondered what happened to her? In order to avoid getting into trouble on the first day of his job, he decided to leave. He doesn't understand why he felt pain when she yelled. What could be the explanation for feeling pain everytime without understanding where it's coming from?

she said nervously. "Show me" I grumbled. "But you can't...." she started sadly. "I can feel, tracing the accidents suggests me what they appear like" I explained. I waited till her little hand grabbed mine, she delivered it over shakily to her chest. I ought to experience her heart fee go loopy as I began feeling a bit below her collar bone. Her respiratory got here out in pants as I traced quite a few small traces with my thumb. "What are these from?" I quizzed.

Why him ? The doctors said it was a heart attack that caused his death at midnight. Since his body was still recovering from the massive effect of the stroke yet, a heart attack wasn’t something he could fight against and ditch the death for the second time. He was dead, all the while I cried , hugging his cold body , keeping my head on his numb heart that stopped beating from long ago and yet I believe that he will be fine. I took him to hospital, and waited for the doctors to come out and say something positive but nothing like that happened. They said he was dead even before we took him to hospital, he was dead many hours ago. He was dead.

But, even if she would shriek and shout here, no one would notice since Heart has already laid a spell, too, to make everyone in the infirmary sleep like what Spade did earlier. Though, Heart’s spell is stronger since Spade has lost his power while she got Spade’s power after Spade was stripped of his position and power to punish those who sinned. “I know that you resent His Majesty and Her Majesty.” Heart spoke. “But you fell in love with a human! That is a sin!” she said. “And who should I fall in love with? You?” Spade sneered as he stared at Heart who froze. Even if they can be considered as siblings, they are not blood-related. Well, they are not even humans.

Six replied. Heart problems were Melanie's expertise. Not only had she been chronically ill since childhood, but she had also paid attention to heart diseases since she started studying medicine. But judging by her understanding of pulse patterns and heart diseases, Six's heart was very healthy!

he said, his voice low and mysterious. Betty's heart pounded in her chest as she felt a sense of trepidation. She knew it was going to be a very long night.

then it came. A heartbeat. Tiny, regular, rapid rhythm. Clear, like drumsticks struck too fast—but steady. As if a tiny motor beat inside. A sign of life. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Sloane's eyes flew open. "What... is that? Is that the...?" The doctor's voice was no longer clinical. It was human. Warm and soft, like a father showing his child for the first time. "That's the heartbeat. The baby's heart. You're in the eighth week. It's stable, strong. And it's there. Inside you."

But the whole time, she was all he could see. I had trusted the institute's lies in my last life and delivered my sister into their hands, only to watch her die in agony. In the end, Victor had died for me. When his eyes met mine now, all I saw was hatred. "Anya is your sister. Do you even realize what you're doing? I've never met a woman in this world as vicious as you! Do you even have a heart?!" He had always been so gentle, yet the words he threw at me cut like knives.