Heart Series Novels & Stories

And at that exact moment something strange happened. The rhythm skipped slightly. Just once. Adrian felt it immediately. He narrowed his eyes. Then the heartbeat returned back to normal. Steady…perfect Adrian slowly placed his hand over his chest. A weird thought crossed his mind. Somewhere out there was a living life connected to this heart. And for some reason he felt that he was connected to that life. Anna waited at the examination room for the doctor. She placed her hand on her chest. The weird sound had not returned again.

Heather asked as she leapt again. “Maybe destroy it, don’t eat it. We don’t know what that thing’s magic could do!” Archer shouted psychically. “Yeah, yeah, this thing didn’t exactly look like a snack!” Heather chastised him, chomping on the heart. For a brief second, all of the body parts convulsed. She shook her head, trying to tear it apart. Then, in her jaws, the heart started frantically beating again. “Fuck!” Heather shouted, trying to resist the urge to spit this thing out. “A little help?”

He then descended to the living room where he picked up a magazine from the table to read, a steaming cup of coffee by the side, it was as though nothing had happened at all. Dorca watched him in disbelief, how could he act as though nothing happened when his daughter was just married off to a stranger, worst of all they hadn't resolved the issue with Boris. " Herald what are we supposed to do now, what are we to tell Boris?" Dorca asked. " You should find a solution for that, I already told you that I don't care anymore, besides you have your daughter there, why don't you give her off to marry him," Herald said sipping his hot coffee.

Cameron was standing outside Marissa’s door, trying to build the courage to ring the doorbell. After a deep breath, when he was about to touch the bell, someone called from behind, causing him to have a mini heart attack. “Cameron,” “Fuck! Marissa, you scared the shit out of me.” He exclaimed loudly, one hand on his heart and breathing deeply. “I am sorry, but why are you standing outside my door?” She asked him curiously. Today, Marissa was late coming home as she had to run to the grocery store, so it was unusual for her to see her student uncle standing in front of her doorstep in all his glory.

Felix felt his heart beating so fast that he could hear his heartbeat in his ears. He walked back to his security room and standing by the bed. His hand on his chest. What is happening!??

Wolves screamed throughout the mountain as synchronization bonds ruptured violently across the packs, and for one horrifying moment it felt less like a city collapsing and more like a living creature dying from the inside out. The Heart was awake. Not partially. Not responding. Awake. Its gigantic silver eye rotated slowly within the cracked sphere while endless black veins spread across its surface like living roots. Every emotion flooding the sanctuary fed directly into it now. Fear. Rage. Obsession. Grief. Love. Despair. The Heart consumed all of it greedily, pulsing brighter each second while reality itself distorted around the throne. And its attention remained fixed entirely on Ronan a

Irene simply sidestepped and pulled away, while telling Rosa, "You're recovering well, so there's nothing to worry about—don't burden yourself over it." After all, people tend to get paranoid after heart surgeries, convinced that their hearts are now fragile and that they could die at any moment. However, the truth is that the human heart is the strongest and most resilient of human organs—it never stops beating the instant formed in the fetus. Harvey pursed his lips just then. "Why are you running? I'm not going to hurt you." Irene pretended not to hear him since she did not want to argue. "You may be discharged now."

The Heart's energy beats inside of Clara as she and her companions stood on the brink of the ultimate battle. A signal of hope and light within the confront of encroaching darkness overwhelmed her. The clearing was lively with a little energy, the power of the Heart resounding with a drive that guaranteed to alter the course of their battle. The energy beat through her, a brilliant constrain that resounded with the exceptionally pith of life. Clara felt an overpowering sense of clarity and reason, the Heart's power leading her activities with accuracy.

I saw it. The heartbeat. Fast and furious and alive. Something cracked inside my chest. Something I'd been holding together since the moment I signed that contract. Tears slid down my temples into my hair. I didn't wipe them away. "The heartbeat is strong," Dr. Hayes said. "Faster than typical for four weeks, but —" She tilted her head. "But there's something else." "What?" Kael's voice was rough. Dr. Hayes zoomed in. The image blurred, then sharpened.

ACE I was furious, my heart was beating so fast it was a miracle that it couldn't be heard from the gate. No one speaks to Aella that way, no one is allowed to talk about her. They don't know what it took me to bring her here, they don't know how much I hated sharing her with humans.