Heartbeat Bts Novels & Stories

All that was there were his serious eyes and perfect face. He leaned in closer and | could smell his breath. It smelled like rain and mint gum. | was breathing heavily now, my heart pounding harder and harder. His eyes were trained solely on my lips, then wandered back to my eyes. His lips brushed lightly against mine and | sucked in a breath, my lips tingling. | suddenly tilted my head sideways and looked away from him. Pushing his body away, | got up hurriedly and stepped out of the ring. "Where are you going?" he asked, climbing down after me.

Aruna studied the monitor, moving the transducer carefully. “Here we have Baby A…” he said, pointing at the round shadow with a tiny, developing facial structure. “The heartbeat is good, around 146 per minute.” He shifted the device. “And this is Baby B. A little calmer than the sibling, heartbeat at 142. Both are in the ideal range.” Liora gasped softly, her eyes misting, even though she had seen ultrasounds before. “Their positions? Are they the same as last visit?” Xavier asked.

“Okay, I believe you. Come on then. You help me remove the poison of Heart Eater, and I’ll vote for you. Let’s work together to kill Lord Vedastus.” This was indeed the result Thomas needed. He slowly took out a “Heart Healer” from his clothes and said, “This is the antidote. After taking this pill, the poison of Heart Eater in your body will be completely cured within ten minutes.” Really? It was so effective? Although Benson was doubtful, he still decided to give it a try. He extended his hand and took the Heart Healer. Then, he put it in his mouth and swallowed it. In the beginning, Benson felt that his stomach was a little hot. Then, from bottom to top, his whole body became hot. The swe

“Come on.” He said as he nudged her to stand. “To where?” she asked, and he looked her over as she thought something was wrong. “Upstairs. There is a great master bath, and I think you could use a nice time in the whirlpool thing that is there.” He said. “Whirlpool thing?” she asked. “Sara, it is like a hot tub but a little smaller. It helps ease all the tension out of you on a bad stressful day.” He said with a chuckle.

when I saw the monitor beeping non stop, the doctor came in with an injection in his hand. " What is that for " I asked him, something wasn't feeling right and I had no idea what it could possibly be. " It's an injection for her heart, it is under strain and we suspect she might experience heart failure " why was it the first time I'm hearing about this. " Why wasn't I informed, if that was the case " I asked him before he could answer the doorbell rang it must be Hillary I had been expecting her.

" I frowned at her while she shook her head in fear. "No sir, she is not feeling quite well so she won't be able to report today." She dropped the bombshell the same time my heart skipped a bit. "What the hell happened to her?" I hollered with eyes as wide as a saucepan. "She is suffering from a heart disease." She knotted her hands together. "What the hell are you talking about?" I slammed my fist on her table, making her panic. "Her boyfriend broke her heart so she is mentally unstable and she is nursing her heartache." She looked at the floor, fear evidently written on her.

He could tell that she didn't sleep well. “Why you look so nervous? You look so shy to me,” he teased her. She couldn't utter a single word cause she was struggling to calm her rapid heartbeat. A sudden shiver ran down her spine as his fingers gently caressed her cheek. “Is it because I ate you last night?” he asked into her eyes in a raspy voice. His words made her even more embarrassed and nervous. She quickly avoids his eyes, looking down, hiding her face from him. He laughed softly, seeing her cheeks that were red as red as a boiled crab.

Better than spending those hours with someone he only sees as a rational decision. The door had been fixed and locked properly this time. He phoned one of his employees who specialized in cardiology. [“Dr. Louis, I need you in charge of the patient in ward 21. He has a mild heart disease. Ensure regular check-ups and send feedback if any complicated comes up”] [“Roger that boss”]. The call ended and he heard a knock on the door after. “Come in,” he said audibly. The doorknob clicked and clicked. Dr Deane stood up, he forgot he locked the door earlier.

Ethan dawdles ahead of him, basking in his what now has transformed into vanity, "The feature is still under development, it's a heartbeats calculator. According to resources, if a person's heartbeat is 83BMP or more than that, they may have fallen in love, is falling in love, or at least are starting to have intimate feelings…" In impression, a good one, the brunette's lips bow, "Woah!" "If the heartbeats are calculated correctly, the door will be locked itself, meaning…" "...the beginning of a blooming love story." The prison gate locks from outside.

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.