Heart Series Novels & Stories

"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 to pursue my study as a medical student and to work hard for her." I stared at him as she stared at Heartly who was still laughing with Zhanaia and Caroline at their table. I heard Caroline mention my name so I looked at them as well with my brows creased. Zhanaia glanced at us and smiled when she saw us looking at them. I just sighed

But. I was still hoping I guess, that we would be able to work it out. I couldn't hate him, even when I had every reason to. After all, he was the only man I had ever loved. And he was the only man I was going to love. Because the heart is a bitch, you can't make it understand by reasoning with it. It forgets all the hurt someone caused you, all the pain, all the misery. It only remembers those moments when someone made you breathless. Over and over, it just runs toward one person. And unfortunately for me, that one person was Landon.

"Yes, I don't understand and I don't mind because it is not going to help my patient, completely irrelevant in any case" "Oh dear, you still have a long way to go and learn, you see, there is no such thing as irrelevant in this world, we are all somehow connected as so as our body parts, yes the brain is the one who feels and has the emotion and not the heart but you need to remember this, the heart is the one who beats, because every time you feel emotional the heart has a certain beat that expresses reactions throughout the body, every heartbeat is irrelevant to what we feel, even how much the brain excretes emotion and feelings, it won't be shown unless your heart beats for it where your

“Same depth, same angle, same contrast. He’s… worse.” “Don’t editorialize,” Lyra said absently. “You’re not paid to panic.” The tech made a noncommittal noise and retreated, leaving her alone with the images. She tapped the screen, cycling through views. Angled slices of his heart appeared—short axis, long axis, four-chamber, two-chamber. No matter how she looked at it, the story was the same: progressive conduction system damage. His heart was a traitor. Slow, insidious.

I heard a male voice say " why do I feel I've heard that voice somewhere? " "And I promise you my dear, you'll get it, you just have to go according to the plan, after I get married to him I'll make him transfer all the money we want and we'll leave here immediately, now all you have to do is try come up with a new business deal or something, ok?" Melissa said

I punch him harder, he didn't budge, then he grips my waist looking at me with concern written on his face. "I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked, his gaze wandering down my body. "Yes. You hurt me here" I pointed towards the area of my heart. He looked assumed for few seconds, is the surprise I have a heart? Well, every wondering how like him, I open my mouth to tell him just down, the words die down my throat as Damien leans in and kissed me. ***************** "You aren't planning to walk back to the mansion like that are you," I asked, breathlessly after we finally parted from that heated kiss, I could still face my face burning as I tried hard not to look down, knowing he was standing th

Four Years Ago Noah's POV: Hearing the bell going off, I stood up from my chair as my back made a cracking sound. I did not even realize for how long I was sitting in front of my desktop. As I checked who it was, it turned out to be Eva, my girlfriend of five years. Opening the door, I welcomed her in the apartment we share together and she stared at me with a face which said she could murder a person right here out of rage. What got her in a knot today!!

So after thinking about all that I felt like going to that room to finish what I had given myself permission to start. I tried to get out of bed, I had a lot of pain on the right side of my body. With my left hand I held that part of my body that hurt. I finally managed to get up. I walked slowly towards the door of the room. I was too disoriented, I did not understand where I was. After completely leaving my room and closing the door behind me, I kept walking until I found the first door. With sweaty hands I grabbed the lock, it slipped, I wiped my hand on the kind of robe I was wearing. I grabbed the lock again and turned it, very nervous. When I opened the door I found a man in his eighti

Wiping my tears, I made my way to the office. As I stepped inside, the sterile scent of medical equipment filled my senses, and my heart raced in anticipation. The doctor's somber expression hinted at the gravity of the situation. "Your mother has cancer and needs to be admitted immediately," the doctor said, his words hanging heavily in the air, each syllable landing like a weight upon my chest. The world around me seemed to blur as the reality of the statement sunk in. Admitted immediately – the urgency of the situation echoed in those words.

Swiftly flicking his cigarette, he forcefully turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction, causing the car to spin in circles around the girl. On the other side, Hiya, with her heart pounding, witnessed a black Mercedes approaching rapidly. Overwhelmed with fear, she clasped her hands over her ears and shut her eyes tightly, anticipating an imminent tragedy. In that moment, she believed it was her last day in this world, facing an inevitable and untimely demise.