Novel & Cerita Heartbeat By Marcus And Martinus Lyrics

His voice was steady and low, flat as an undercurrent beneath ice. My heart lurched in my throat. At my strongest, even with Victor at my side, I had barely managed to hold him off. And now, battered and broken, I was nothing but an ant before him. The instinct to survive drowned everything else. My fists unclenched, and with trembling fingers, I grabbed the hem of his pants. My hoarse voice shook with desperation. "Alright. Take me away now."

The crowd's expression goes from shock to an instant energy boost as they cheer and bounce around to the music. "But you don't really give a shit // You go with it, go with it, go with it // 'Cause, you're fucking crazy rock-n-roll." My eyes trail to Marcus, who's just as shellshocked, if not more. Grinning, I look him right in the eyes as I sing the next bit, "You said, 'Hey, // What's your name?' // It took one look // And now we're not the same // Yeah, you said, 'Hey', // And since that day // You stole my heart // And you're the one to blame."

' Your mother isn't dead Marcus. " Marcus never knew that a sentence, a mere sentence could make one's heart drop in stomach with a thud. His head was spinning like a merry go round and he held on the arm of the wooden chair for steadiness. He could feel coldness dominating his veins and the heaviness he felt while uttering next word, ' huh ' was inexplicable. Instead of replying to his 'huh' she immersed her concentrated orbs in his. The pause which followed was oh so dramatic! Marcus's heartbeats were dropping down by each and every passing second .

"We can do this. We have to stop it." But the Heart pulsed again, its energy flaring, and Elena felt it inside her, pressing against her chest. The warmth it emitted was both comforting and suffocating, like an embrace she couldn’t escape. "We’re running out of time," Marcus said, his voice tight with urgency. His eyes flickered to the Heart. "The entity is stirring. If we don’t act now, it’ll take over. All of us."

"I'm so scared, Marcus. Not to Me. To her. What if she has to grow up without us?" Marcus tightened her. His voice was rough, but strong: “Then she will know that her parents are fighting for her until the last breath. have. That her love was stronger than the hatred of a whole city.” They kept silent for a long time. At some point Marcus began to sing quietly – an old, almost forgotten love song from his childhood. Livia closed her eyes and listened. For few precious minutes seemed to the world far away.

“So you better find a way to make your wife reject her mate so you can finally consume her powers.” Marcus said nothing. His lips parted like he might speak, but no words came. The hall felt too wide around them, the light from the tall windows too pale and cold. He could hear his own breathing, slow and uneven, filling the space between her sentences. A single bead of sweat rolled down his temple, catching the weak light before it disappeared into his collar.

" 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."

His assistant asked quietly, “What now?” Marcus’s voice was cold. “Now we stop attacking his company.” The assistant looked confused. “Then what?” Marcus turned slowly. His eyes were darker than before. “We attack his heart.”

His steps were slow, but strong and every step he took felt like he was stepping on my heart. Thud Thud Thud… My heart drummed aloud, and I bet he could hear the sound, but he didn't stop. I watched nervously as Marcus walked closer, and my breath came out shaky and loose. I didn't know what he wanted to do, but I stood still. But as he came closer and closer, I felt his aura descend on me, my legs turned soft, my fist clenched beside me, my lips trembled, and my eyes snapped shut as I waited for the punishment.

She felt the beat of her own solitary heart—a slow, steady, and finite rhythm. "We do the only thing that's left, Marcus," Avery said, her voice clear and strong in the "Silence." "We live."