Heartbeat Movie Novels & Stories

He noticed her reaction and gently blew air onto her burn… When Hazel felt his cool breath on her hand, she looked at Timothy’s side profile, and her heart fluttered. Her heart was going crazy…

I added, as my heartbeat increased. Probably searching for words, but couldn't find any, he walked away in silence after looking at me as if I was desperate and crazy. Watching as he took the stairs and headed to his room, made me feel so stupid and less fo myself. What was I thinking? I felt so stupid and embarrassed. Why was I even desperate to get his attention? This marriage is purely a business transaction, and I should stick with it to avoid getting heartbreak in the end.

he said, his voice a calm rumble that was the complete opposite of my internal state. The relief was immediately swallowed by a wave of pure irritation. “You said it was an emergency! I thought you were dying!” “It is an emergency,” he insisted, his expression turning serious, almost pained. He placed a hand over his heart dramatically. “I’m in a critical state, Elliot. Coach says I’m losing my spark. My energy is draining away. I can barely function.” I narrowed my eyes, my suspicion growing. “Right. So what’s the cure? An energy drink? A defibrillator?”

The remaining guests were all staring in one direction, stunned. He followed their gaze. Right there, where his shots always struck bare ground before, a red handkerchief was pierced clean through. Tracy's eyes lit up with shock and joy. "Edward, that's my handkerchief!" Edward strode over, his steps steady and unhurried. The name embroidered on it left no room for doubt. [Tracy Lewis.] It really was Tracy's handkerchief. She ran over as well, grabbing his arm, her face flushed bright red. "I can marry you now. I can finally marry you!"

Play swirled around them, bodies crashing against the boards as the horn for a delayed penalty echoed through the arena. Up in the coaches' box, behind her tiered array of glowing tactical displays, Eve stopped breathing. The primary telemetry monitor exploded into a blinding flash of crimson data. **CRITICAL ALERT: Player #17 — Heart Rate Max Exceeded (194 BPM)** **Adrenaline Surge: +410%** **Kinematic Failure Risk: IMMINENT**

In one hand, Liora held a small vial containing a highly concentrated solution of Adenosine a substance used medically to temporarily stop the heart in order to correct irregular arrhythmias. With her other hand, her finger remained hovering over the Enter key on her laptop. “Liora, don’t!” Mavric cried out, his voice raw and hoarse with a terror he had never experienced before. “We will find another way!” “There is no other way, Mavric,” she whispered softly. Tears streamed freely down her cheeks, soaking the silk fabric of her wedding gown. “The Scorpion system is programmed to use my heartbeat as its activation trigger.” If my heart stops for just ten seconds, every single server beneath

Kimora: (As she lets out a savage war cry the sound of a heartbeat can be heard echoing throughout the entire room, deep in origin, yet wondrous in its depth and power, Kimora began to feel a smoldering heat grow within her body and the suddenly pulse alongside this now hypnotic heartbeat. With every pulse, the sound becomes louder, heavier, and more ominous in its beat, and then... it suddenly stops.)

A single blip pulsed across the screen. Then another. A heartbeat. Fragile, but unmistakably there. A spark of life.

It felt like my bones were breaking and reforming and breaking again and I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears except it wasn't my heartbeat because it was too slow and too steady and when I focused on it I realized with a jolt that it was Ace's heartbeat. How was that possible and how could I hear his heart when I could barely hear my own thoughts over the roaring in my head.

The heartbeat of the facility throbbed around them, a low pulsing hum that seemed to rise from the metal itself. Adrian felt it under his boots as he and Mara pushed deeper into the dimly lit service corridor, following the faint trail of corrupted code Rhea had projected in their minds only moments before. Every screen they passed flickered with shifting symbols—some familiar, some impossible—like the Heart was whispering warnings they didn’t yet know how to read.