Heartbeat Books Novels & Stories

James shook his head. "I'm sorry… I know you'd be devastated if you saw his body, so I had him cremated." But he wasn't. He was just worried that I'd see our son's hollowed chest, missing a heart. I fought back my hatred as I stared at the lopsided bracelet on James' wrist. It was Stan's gift to him. James had often suffered from insomnia back then, so Stan learned how to make one of those Kabbalah bracelets and gave it to him.

For a moment, I had forgotten he didn't know I wasn't deaf anymore. I looked at him with a blank expression, my voice freezing. "Are you sure your heart belongs only to me?" His face flickered with a trace of panic before he forced a smile. "And to our daughter, of course. My heart belongs to you two." Bonnie piped up from the side, "Mommy, you're not jealous of me, are you?" Before she could say more, a ringtone cut her off. Jackson stepped aside. When he returned a moment later, he seemed apologetic. "Sorry, Quinn. Something urgent came up at work. I need to handle it."

Richard calmly said. "Okay, I'll wait for your response. Again, I will be leaving for London in three days, so I need a response before then. I have to attend to something very important, so I have to call it a day now. I'll be waiting for your response," Alexander said as he stood up and headed to the door, leaving both Richard and Ciara expressionless. Under normal circumstances, having just a 5% share in any of the Westwood businesses would make one an instant millionaire. However, this offer was beyond belief.

He smirked and ran his hand through his hair, “Is that a bet?” “Sure. It’s a bet.” “And what’s in it for me?” he asked, What do you want?” “Well…” he took a step closer to me and I took a step back. My face suddenly heated up as my heart chaotically pounded in my chest. Control yourself, Jenna. Your heart can’t beat for three guys at the same time. For every step he took forward, I took one back until I finally hit the wall, feeling the coldness against my back.

Boaz cheered me up before exiting the room. He even raised his fist for extra effort, and that made me laugh a little. Ah, I’m not emotionally feeling well today. For sure, I’ll be all depressed later when I arrive at my condo, and the scene earlier would play in my mind non-stop. Then I’d beat myself up for doing bad. Man, this is making me so pessimistic. “Want me to send you home?” Hiro asks, pulling the strap of his backpack on his shoulder. “It’s fine. I’ll still need to buy groceries or I would starve.”

“I already gave you a mouse pad that says that. Don’t get too cocky now.” Alex chuckled and passed me the last box. “This is your last present.” I took the small square box with trembling hands. I opened it and stared at the thing. “A mobile socket?” I whispered in confusion. “Engraved mobile socket.” Alex corrected. He pointed at the socket where the words ‘Hacker Girl ❤️ Rich Boy’ were engraved. I controlled the disappointment. “It’s-its nice.” I was busy staring at the socket that I didn’t notice him down on his knee.

Rehab said as she opened the car and step in. "Delis are you trying to say that you are no longer giving me the money?" "Come on Delis please, life first, with life we can achieve every other thing" "Please let's cure my mum first you know that she is the only thing left for me" "I love her so much I can't afford to lose her please?" "And you know that this is a kidney issue," Rehab said to Delis. "Yeah it is a kidney issue, and there is a simple and easy way we can do this and it will be easier for everyone," Delis said.

“Mr. Burt, you didn’t have to bring flowers.” Karl smirked. “How could I do that? It's not like me to visit a sick patient without bringing something at least.” He pulled up a chair and sat down with his legs crossed. “I just went to check with the doctor. They told me your heartbeat has been very erratic?” “Well, I’ve always had a heart condition. This afternoon, I had another confrontation with that brat Danielle, and that was when my heart started to act up again.”

Despite the initial arrangement, Alexander had grown genuinely fond of Bridget and gifted her the necklace on her birthday. But the next time Alexander saw that necklace, it was on national news. Victor Blackwell, had publicly gifted the amulet to Bridget during the grand opening of one of his firms. The media portrayed it as though Victor had procured the necklace himself, enhancing the narrative of their romantic involvement. Bridget and Victor became the trending couple, their story splashed across tabloids and news channels. Alexander, who had yet to make his relationship with Bridget public, watched the spectacle unfold with a mix of anger and betrayal.

I picked it up and read its content. Hello Sleepyhead, I hope you like the little gift I left for you. By the way, it's called a Blue-naped Monarch not a Tweeter. I guess the social media has a lot of influence on highschool students. I won't be around till tomorrow's evening due to some reasons, but don't worry, you'd be taken care of by the best nurse, helping hand, sister and friend I could ever have or wish for. I wish you quick recovery.