Heartbeat Rhymes Novels & Stories

"You are a good man." "You fucking bitch!" Pain exploded across my nose and mouth when his fist landed on my face. Everything ached as the taste of blood welled on my tongue. I screamed when he grabbed my hair, I would be lucky if I had any left by the time he was done with me. "You will suffer the same fate Rose did, yours would be more thrilling because you know it will break Ace."

“Then let’s go find the ghosts.” The first drops of rain hit the deck. The storm was coming. But beneath the thunder and wind, a sound rose faintly from the radio — not static, not voice, but something deeper. A rhythm. A pulse. Almost like a heartbeat. And this time, I didn’t turn it off.

Rhyme smirked as he crossed his arms on below his chest as if he was planning to tease me desperately. "I love you! I love you! I love you!" he chanted which made me turn around, close me eyes, and cover my cheeks but those moves resulted an embarrassment. With my quick turn and shift, I fell face forward on the reclining chair. My eyes widened when my forehead was almost knocked by the backrest. It was inch away from my face but someone... I mean Rhyme... hugged me from behind. He pulled me up but he was still hugging me. And he was not moving even a bit. So was I. I couldn't speak because of these crazy thumps I felt on my chest. My heart beats faster and every beat echoed to my soul like

"Alexander, stay with me." His eyes were closed, his breathing shallow. Through the bond, I felt his consciousness flickering, fading, like a candle in a storm. He was slipping away from me, and I could not stop it. "Give him this." Ragnar was crouching beside us, holding a small leather pouch. "It is a mixture of herbs and spring water. It will help replenish what he lost."

Romantic experience C H A P T E R 2 1 H E M I L I A I walked into the room and wore my white blouse, my name scripted on a name tag, and my necklace on my forehead. I missed this tradition that we have to respect and personally I find that pretty that we can wear our necklaces our foreheads for women and for men it's around our neck. "I'm ready, professor." I said, handing him out his stethoscope, he sighed deeply and took the stethoscope. He placed it on the patient heart and listened to her beat if he can catch any unusual sounds that would be diagnosed as an erratic heartbeat.

I heard a male voice say " why do I feel I've heard that voice somewhere? " "And I promise you my dear, you'll get it, you just have to go according to the plan, after I get married to him I'll make him transfer all the money we want and we'll leave here immediately, now all you have to do is try come up with a new business deal or something, ok?" Melissa said

She cried so much till she was tired of crying before she continued her bar haunting. Brianna looked like a walking dead by the time she found a bar. The bar was packed with people and it looked like a VIP bar but she entered anyways. All she could see were the blazing ray of light and the only sound she could hear was the sound of her own hicup. She had shed too much tears in the last four hours. With her mum's sudden pass and her encounter with her boyfriend and best friend, it was just too much for her to bare and she couldn't hold back the tears.

"Ahhhh .... Yes ..... Yes.... Don't stop.... Ahhhh...." Moans in pleasure, rapid lustful breaths, and creaking sounds from the bed filled the entire room. The air outside was cold because it was raining at night, but it was so hot inside the room.

I opened my mouth to speak—anything—but the only sound that escaped was a soft gasp… more like a moan escaped my lips. His hands guided mine, sliding it slowly across his chest. My fingers moved over warm skin, the steady rhythm of his heart thumping beneath. “All over here.” He added. I felt our body closing up, our foreheads almost touching. I wanted to close my eyes and give in. But I wasn’t ready to be embarrassed again. I took a second to look down at the nice view of his broad chest. “Max,” I whispered, trying to break the spell we’d both fallen under.

It was sudden, blinding and consuming and just as the rush of it calmed, I felt something else… His heart. I felt it alongside mine. It was faint at first. A weak, stuttering rhythm trying to find itself. Then another beat. And another. It began to align with mine. Searching. Adjusting. Trying to match the cadence. Like two instruments tuning to the same note. Like a miracle, Rayne gasped. The sound tore through the room. His body jerked as air rushed violently into his lungs. His eyes flew open, wild and panicked. I didn’t hesitate.