Romans & histoires Heartfelt Present

without warning I explode into a fit of laughter at his terrified face, holding onto my stomach as to not fall over. “I know what you meant, August. But just so you know, I had open-heart surgery, not a transplant....” I touch my palm to his cheek, our eyes meeting, “and I do, feel her. Because, although it was incomplete, it’s still the heart she gave me. Thank you.” Smiling up at him, I pull him into a tight hug before making our way down the hill to where the others waited. “Everything alright?” Hughs asks, concern evident in his voice.

I just felt his hand on my right cheek and he smiled weakly at me. "But I can't promise that I can stop myself from liking you. Just let my feelings go, alright?" I just nodded and felt him hug me. My heart is aching because of this scene. I'm really sorry Darrel. "Breaking news. Yasha Reese Heuson just broke Darrel Gartner's heart." He said and we both just laughed. "I'm sor—"

I just close my eyes and rest my hand on my chest. Heartbeat: faint. But steady. I’m still here.

Alpha patted on her back, while still staring inside, the tray held a beating heart, which was full of blood pumping out, as fresh as if recently pulled out of some animal. "My prayers will render it beating through out, it will be alive forever, till you find you destination. Then you will be triumph and control the rest of the hearts of each and every one in the world, with the love inside this feminine heart. I pray thee, this heart beats forever, and you get stronger with it. Let it not wither, else you wither too!", his voice echoed in the room, as he spoke while holding the heart high in his hands, and putting it in the box, locking it from the above.

I press the letter to my chest and I feel the heart thump against the paper like a reply. "I don't know your name as I write this. I don't know your face. But I know you needed a heart and I have one to give, and honestly that's a better love story than most people get. My heart is stubborn, that’s a fair warning. It beats faster when it's angry and slower when it's near lavender and it has a terrible habit of falling in love with people who don't know what to do with love. That might be my fault. Or it might just be the heart. Either way, it's yours now. So make sure you appreciate it and treat it better than I did."

My heart felt so happy and I didn't even notice that I already had tears on my eyes too. It felt like she was my own blood and flesh. __________ SFTC: Let It Begin - Griffin Peterson

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They know that Heloise Oliver is really good to them, but being good is really good, and being strict is also really strict. Heloise Oliver didn't care about this, but came up and said, 'Trisha, I entrust you with something.' Hearing this, Trisha suddenly became interested. 'What is it?' Heloise Oliver handed her the mobile phone and sink a track: 'find this to transform the heart.' Trisha just looked at it and got the impression, then looked at Heloise Oliver in surprise. 'Heloise Oliver, this demon heart, actually exists?' The so-called devil's heart is the pinnacle of today's high technology. It is said that this devil's heart is like a master key, and people who install it can have adven

I say softly “The big slow heartbeat under everything,” he says, his eyes still fixed on the mountain. “It’s beating… but it’s lonely. It misses us.” A shiver moves through my body, though the air stays still. Him too, it touches - same feeling, just deeper than sight. Not imagined, more like knowing without words. Kieran approaches. “The path to the Heart is not for the faint of foot. It is a full day’s climb to the sacred cleft.”

She pitied her. “ I'm here. Please treat me as one of your family? Danielle there's great things ahead of you. You're smart, beautiful and most of all a loving and caring person.” “ Thank you, Hannah!” Danielle felt her heart was shrinking. Her tears fell down once more. She poured out all her emotions. She held Hannah in her arms too. Hannah distanced herself a bit to look at her and wipe away her tears. She grabbed a tissue on the table and dried up the her tears.