Novel & Cerita Heartbeat Books

I breathed a sigh of relief knowing from the calm beeping sounds that he was still alive. Dr. Steve stepped out, pulling off his gloves with a tired sigh. His eyes met mine, and I could already tell from the set of his jaw that things were getting more complicated. “He’s stable... for now,” he said, his voice low but steady. “But we’re on borrowed time, Joanne. His heart can't take another hit like that.” I swallowed hard, my hands tightening into fists at my sides. I struggled so hard to keep myself under control.

"There's three hundred thousand on this card. No PIN needed. Two hundred thousand to pay you back, and another hundred thousand for interest. For the last decade." I paused, then added, "Thank you. When I found out, I was really touched." Finally reacting, Jessica hurriedly waved her hands in protest. "No, you don't have to. Just think of it as…" I cut her off, "Debts need to be repaid. As for my gratitude? If you ever need me, I'll do whatever it takes to help." I pushed the card into her hand before she could object again. Jessica pursed her lips as she held the card helplessly, then said hoarsely, "Seb, we…"

“You better hope you survive long enough to find whatever it is that you’re looking for.” As Elena’s gaze lingered on the drawer Nico had slammed shut, a sudden, high-pitched beeping noise broke the stillness, barely audible beneath the layers of dust and silence. Her eyes flicked to a small, blinking device wedged just beneath the desk—a timed explosive, hidden and waiting. Her pulse surged as the realization dawned, but there was no time to warn Nico.

Her face was a mask of contempt. "Lorenzo? He's a nobody. Hasn't even locked down his place in the family yet," she sneered. "Why would I waste my time? The real prize is the Volkov heir. When I'm Mrs. Volkov, a guy like Lorenzo won't be worthy of shining my shoes." The room erupted in gasps. I stared at the screen, unable to believe it. But it kept playing. The next clip showed her faking a heart attack to scam some other rich guy out of a sports car.

I didn't like the CEO, but I was desperately in need of his money. "Brooks CEO's bride-to-be to be unveiled soon." Staring at the card I got earlier, I took a heavy sigh, placed it in my bag, and made my way out of the building.

When the radiating heat between them finally clicked and with a sudden awkwardness they seperate. They look everywhere but at each other as Hiya mesmerised and overwhelmed with Ahil's gesture looked down. While Ahil with an uneven heartbeat was trying to conclude those foreign emotions gripping his chest cast a glance at his wrist. Ahil realised it was past midnight now, as his hazel brown orbs observed the gold frame watch. Cutting through the awkward silence, he inquired, "It's getting quite late... Could you share your address with me? So, I'll make sure you get home safely."

Just then, I heard footsteps and the voice of my father outside the sitting room and knew instantly what he meant; it was like a tsunami hitting me hard before I could realize it. Hot tears stung my eyes so painfully that they poured like a stream. "My name is Blake," he uttered and moved his hand over my neck gently, plucking out the heart- shaped pendant that hung over my necklace. He also did the same with his necklace pendant, which was a pearl ring.

Brown who came into Mari's room. "hm? Nathan, I'm doing fine thank you" said Mari who is currently eating her lunch with her cousin Malia. "ah! Good afternoon Dr. Brown" greeted Malia. "Good afternoon to Ms. Malia, today would be your last day in the hospital Mari, here is the list of your medicines and the times when you will take them. Someone who doesn't want to be known paid your medical bills, you can ask your boss if they know who it is. Thus other than focusing yourself on recovery, you don't have to worry about anything else."

I guess that booth helped people somehow even if it was a bit of corny. "Ella Taron?" I stood up after I heard my name being called. The receptionist told me which room I would go to, then I went inside the hallway. I found the said office where "Fixing Hearts Request" printed on the paper and sticking at the door's window. I knocked on the door twice and the door opened. And that familiar face of a man stood in front of me. He was wearing a white long sleeved shirt with a black vest on it, he was taller than I expected, wearing glasses and his long hair was lying on his neck. He looked so attractive from his looks right now compared to the party. But from the looks on his eyes, he looked re

A prophecy vendor began screaming because all his prophecies came true simultaneously and contradicted one another. Ben lifted his wrist. On his cufflink was a tiny dark-gold compass sigil. Katherine had given it to him as a joke after the third time he saved reality with paperwork. He pressed it. "Ledger Protocol," he said. "Manual interval enforcement." Every contract in the market received the same line. SETTLEMENT REQUIRES A BREATH. Mercy stared. "You hardcoded delay into the transaction layer." "I monetized patience." "That is obscene." "That is finance."