Heart Series Novels & Stories

The heart is an organ that works on its own. No matter what the mind thinks, the heart always rules. Though a small organ, it’s capable of destroying a kingdom. ~Humeyra THIRD PERSON'S POV Hamdan was contemplating on whether to go in and see his Hur al ain when he heard a whimper of pain coming from the room. Subhanallah, could I be hearing wrong? He thought. However, his thought was cut short when he heard a blood curdling scream coming from the room. He barged into the room without thinking twice and ripped the Niqab off Humeyra’s face.

CARINA I don't understand what is happening anymore. I am looking for Drake and now Harry's calling me acting creepy. "Harry what is this? Why are you always calling me with an unknown number? What do you want?." I asked harshly. Everytime he calls with an unknown number, something bad always happens. I don't trust Harry. Not anymore. Ever since he confessed his feelings to me, he has drifted away and I don't know him anymore. He chuckled, "You should probably calm down Carina. I know you're looking for Drake and your daughter right now."

All that was there were his serious eyes and perfect face. He leaned in closer and | could smell his breath. It smelled like rain and mint gum. | was breathing heavily now, my heart pounding harder and harder. His eyes were trained solely on my lips, then wandered back to my eyes. His lips brushed lightly against mine and | sucked in a breath, my lips tingling. | suddenly tilted my head sideways and looked away from him. Pushing his body away, | got up hurriedly and stepped out of the ring. "Where are you going?" he asked, climbing down after me.

"Nice pick, Dr. Clayton." "Please call me Noah." "Being a popular cardiologist at the age of 28.. pretty impressive. What makes you want to be a cardiologist?" I put down my wine glass and put my attention fully to him. "I lost my little sister to heart complications 20 years ago so that made me want to save people who have heart problems." He swirled his wine glass. "I bet she's happy to have a great brother like you. You're saving people now." "How about you? You have a passion for cars." He put down his wine glass and turned to me.

The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor was a constant reminder of the stakes at hand, each beep a pulse of life that could be snuffed out in an instant. The patient, a middle-aged woman named Clara, lay on the operating table, her chest opened up to reveal the intricate machinery of her heart. Just hours earlier, Clara had been enjoying a quiet afternoon at home when a sudden heart attack struck, leaving her gasping for breath and clutching her chest. Desire had been called in urgently, her reputation as a lifesaver preceding her.

Darius cannot fool them with his fake tears. Aurora released her arms from her father and hugged Darius while crying. Darius hugged her back, trying to calm her down. Darius then looked into the doctor's eyes. "How did he die?" he asked a question he already knew the answer to. "I think your wedding party exhausted him and he was so excited that it caused him to have a heart attack while he was sleeping." Aurora's tears broke again. She felt so sad and guilty after hearing what the doctor said. Darius put on a sad face, but inside he was laughing happily.

I hastily move closer with indistinct chatter roaming in my ears. My eyes grasps the sight of five dead bodies on the ground. Blood all over and massive wholes around the axis of their chest where the heart is. “It is clear the heart eater has done this” Kyle mutters by my side. My eyes pepperish and my fist clenched with my claws piercing my palms. “This has to stop now!“ I growl huskily…

His breathlessness intensified, each inhalation becoming a laborious effort. Upon witnessing Blaze slump to the ground, Dexter hurriedly approached. Blaze's rapid, irregular heartbeat echoed in Dexter's ears, creating a disconcerting rhythm. "Judging by the pace of your blood flow and the way your heart is beating right now, you are currently experiencing a heart attack. It appears a blood clot has blocked your coronary arteries; you would be dead in eight minutes."

"Timothy, calm down." "I can't calm down. I just saw Henry a few days ago. Although he looked a little tired, he was fine. How can he leave just like that?" Timothy cried in despair as he spoke. This was Danielle's first time seeing Timothy crying so uncontrollably. The doctor said hesitantly, "Mr. Henry had a heart attack, which led to a cardiac arrest. There were barely any signs of life when he was brought here." Willow raised her hand and slapped herself twice.

Better than spending those hours with someone he only sees as a rational decision. The door had been fixed and locked properly this time. He phoned one of his employees who specialized in cardiology. [“Dr. Louis, I need you in charge of the patient in ward 21. He has a mild heart disease. Ensure regular check-ups and send feedback if any complicated comes up”] [“Roger that boss”]. The call ended and he heard a knock on the door after. “Come in,” he said audibly. The doorknob clicked and clicked. Dr Deane stood up, he forgot he locked the door earlier.