Heartbeat 81 Novels & Stories

“Last time you hit 140 you spotted. Dr. Hewitt said—” “Dr. Hewitt said it’s normal,” I said. Sat up. “She said twins make your heart work harder. She said walking to the bathroom isn’t a medical emergency.” He didn’t answer. He was looking at the monitor in the nursery. Alex. 98 BPM. Sleeping. Then at mine. 112 BPM. Awake. Annoyed. Then at his phone. His own. 167 BPM. “You’re going to give yourself a heart attack,” I said.

"The one connected to this chair." [The Virus] Ryker frowned. "What?" "Check his vitals!" Ryker barked at the technician behind the glass. The technician looked at the bio-monitor screen. [ HEART RATE: 180 BPM ] [ BLOOD PRESSURE: CRITICAL ] [ DATA UPLOAD: 25%... 40%... ] "Sir!" The technician panicked. "His heart rate isn't just beating. It's... transmitting!"

He turned to his men and ordered, "Throw them out, but don't hurt them. I promised my queen I wouldn't harm humans." I hadn't expected him to actually remember that promise. Back in our quarters, Magnus settled me down, rolled up his sleeves, and went into the kitchen to cook. Ever since he had learned how, every meal I ate was one he prepared himself. If I tried to stop him, he'd even sulk about it. After dinner, Magnus pulled me into his arms. "My Queen, I'm so happy today. When I heard what you said, I was truly moved." He grabbed my hand and placed it against his chest. The next moment, I pulled it away and pressed my ear against him instead. The steady thump of a beating heart made my e

This code was something similar to what I needed to make my own in-hackable server system. I quickly made some notes and just as I was about to shut my laptop down that normal alerting ping went off letting me know that there was something new available on the S.D.E server. I think about it for a moment as usually; it takes them around an hour to track where I am, but that is because when I usually do the d******d I am using public internet access.

What kind of intruder moves swiftly through the house with the alarm blaring and then knocks on the door? What this a trap? Then they heard something that they never expected in a million years,.... Claire's voice. Finn's heart was racing now and he could barely hear his thoughts over each thumping heartbeat. He thought that his head would explode. He turned to Lili and held his fingers to his lips. Finn didn't want Lili to make a sound.

He told her Mitchell's heart skipped a beat as Mr. Robert's words rechoed in her ears. She wondered what awaited her in his office, her mind racing with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. Taking a deep breath, she nodded and followed him, her steps steady but her mind was filled with thoughts and emotions. Entering Mr. Robert's office, Mitchell couldn't help but feel a surge of nervousness. The room, usually a place of calm and professionalism, now seemed charged with an underlying conversations. She took a seat opposite him, trying to steady her racing heart and maintain her composure.

" Just leave me alone Drake. That's all you can do to help me out." He looks hurt by my outburst. He came close to me making my heart almost jump out of my chest. His closeness is really affecting me a lot. Please stay away from me Drake. Seeing you just makes me confused and I don't know what I want to do. "How can I stay away from you when you're bound and etched in my heart. I can't live well anymore without you. I need you Carina. I miss you so much. I'm losing my mind Carina, please just give me a second chance to make things right between us."

152 I’m quick, putting the file back together the way that I found it and sliding it back into the slot that I pulled it from. I ignore the soreness lingering in my knees as I rise to my feet and head for the door, glancing at the lockscreen on my phone that, to my relief, reads ‘6:14AM’. I have time. … 192.168.1.152 … 192.168.1.152 … 192.168.1.152

Asher I woke up sweating profusely and my heart beating really hard and fast. I was so scared and it felt like I was having a heart attack. I wasn’t sick before going to bed but the dream I had was so scary and it just did a lot of things to my mental heart.

I cried out, my vision swimming. Ruben held my hand the whole time. “She’s stable, but we need to move her now.” “I’m coming with her,” Ruben snapped. Ken nodded. “I’ll handle things here.” The next hour was a blur, sirens, cold air, lights flashing over my face. And all through it, ruben was right there I could feel it. The beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard when I stirred. The second was Ruben's voice low, hoarse, and barely held together.