Heartbeat Novels & Stories

Darkness closed in before his eyes, and his consciousness sank completely into pitch black oblivion. Beep… beep… beep! “This is bad. Mr. Crowe’s heart rate is dropping fast. Get the defibrillator ready, now!”

said Young Ho in frustration. “That’s what I am trying to say here. So, the explanation above is not the case with him. Like the rare case, I mean the rarest case, the centre of his heart is located on the opposite direction, i.e 1.5 cm to the right side of the midsagittal plane. Hence, her attack was useless. It might have touched his heart but not damaged it completely, that’s why he is alive but unconscious because a small part is damaged” said Lily while pointing towards his body during her explanation.

His breathlessness intensified, each inhalation becoming a laborious effort. Upon witnessing Blaze slump to the ground, Dexter hurriedly approached. Blaze's rapid, irregular heartbeat echoed in Dexter's ears, creating a disconcerting rhythm. "Judging by the pace of your blood flow and the way your heart is beating right now, you are currently experiencing a heart attack. It appears a blood clot has blocked your coronary arteries; you would be dead in eight minutes."

She could hear his heartbeat, faintly, but she could hear it beat. "Help me. I need you. You're my mate and the only one who can save me," the words left her lips before she even knew what she had said. "He's trying to wake me up, help me! Meet me here, I'll give you any information I can." "Riley! Where are you! Riley, come back!" she could hear him scream. "Mate! Mine! Take me back!" she sat up with a jolt as her heart started to race.

"Do you hear that? The heartbeats in this room... they're not in sync." I paused, my attention drawn away from the spell book. My pulse quickened, a surge of anticipation coursing through my veins. I closed my eyes, focusing on the rhythm that filled the space, and there it was—a dissonance, an irregularity in the symphony of heartbeats that surrounded us. A wave of dizziness washed over me, and I placed a hand on my chest, feeling the erratic rhythm of my own heartbeat.

Evelyn Kane’s eyelids fluttered the darkness that had enveloped her mind slowly receding like the tide. The sensation of weightlessness, the numbness that had kept her in its grasp, began to fade. Her senses returned in fragments: the steady beep of a heart monitor, the cool, sterile scent of antiseptic, and the soft hum of machinery. She was aware of the faint pressure of a breathing tube down her throat, the restrictive feeling of the IV line in her arm.

Felix felt his heart beating so fast that he could hear his heartbeat in his ears. He walked back to his security room and standing by the bed. His hand on his chest. What is happening!??

Swiftly flicking his cigarette, he forcefully turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction, causing the car to spin in circles around the girl. On the other side, Hiya, with her heart pounding, witnessed a black Mercedes approaching rapidly. Overwhelmed with fear, she clasped her hands over her ears and shut her eyes tightly, anticipating an imminent tragedy. In that moment, she believed it was her last day in this world, facing an inevitable and untimely demise.

“Clear.” Another internal jolt. The monitor caught, hiccuped, then strung itself into a slow sinus line. “Rhythm,” Lindsay breathed. “Sinus forty-two… forty-eight… BP coming up—seventy-eight systolic.” “Resume ventilations,” Yuen said. “Keep the norad. Start the next unit.” The tone forested back into beeps. The room exhaled. Kim’s shoulders dipped a fraction, then squared. “Field’s dry. Let’s finish the repair.”

He shouted, suddenly a blinding light struck. The room seemed to be vibrating, Alex felt a strange feeling in his leg, suddenly it seemed he could hear every single sound in the room, from the ticking of the clock, to the droplets of waters from the tap, his heart, it was loud, everything was loud. "A—Amanda?" "Wake up Alex."