His Heart Still Beats For Me Novels & Stories

Anthony kept asking himself silently. Wearing a lab gown, Anthony was given the privilege to go inside the operating room. He walked near her and held her hand, squeezing it gently. “ My love...I know you can hear me...Please live....Live for me...Live for our children...Please hold on.... I am preparing our wedding as a surprise for you....My love, please don't do this to me...” Anthony's eyes turned red and tears started to fall from it. “ Remember what you promise me... you promise that you'll stay by my side forever.....That you'll always love and care for me....That we'll live a happy life together with our twins....Please don't let me down, my love!”

As long as his heart continues to beat, he will fight. I press my hand against the cool glass, a futile attempt to bridge the distance between us "You have to wake up, Jacob. You have to come back to me" I whisper, pouring all my fear, hope, and longing into those words.

and I happened to be one! He is definitely going to reject me once he finds out. I thought crying silently. . . . TBC.

My pulse comes down off two hundred and steadies into something even and mine. Beneath my heart, where two minutes ago there was silence, the third heartbeat resumes. Steady. Strong. Its own. Beating to no one's time but itself, fed and whole and furious and alive. It did not leave me. It went down to gather, and it came back up to save us both, and it has never once been anywhere but inside me. I'm sorry, I tell it, and I mean it down to the bone my father salted with this. I'm sorry I stopped fighting. I'm sorry I believed you'd gone. I will not make that mistake again.

Put it on speaker. And my heart was beating a mile a minute.

Her chest heaved, her breasts pushing against the soft knit of her sweater. Without breaking eye contact, he unbuttoned a couple of buttons on his shirt then whipped the thing off over his head. Her eyes widened and he knew she saw the tattoo across his heart. It was an infinity symbol with her name making up one of the curves, angel wings another. He'd had it done one night after he'd left her. Too much tequila and too much self-pity and he had a permanent reminder of what he'd lost. Girlfriends over the years hadn't liked it, but he'd never thought seriously about having it changed. She'd always been his heart and always would be. She pushed up on an elbow and reached up a hand to trace th

She wasnt athletic or sporty; she panted and heaved deeply after any strenous exercise, which further alienated kids from her because who wanted to be friends with the ‘lazy, fat girl’? It was not until she had collapsed from a routine sports activity that the problem with her heart was discovered. Series of tests were carried out and it was determined that she would require a major surgical operation to survive. At that point, Amber became indifferent, she reckoned that she would simply become the ‘fat,lazy, sick girl’. She was ready for the anomaly to take her life, after all, there wasn't much she had to live for. The government however, tried their best to keep her alive until her sevent

I tried to pull away but his fingers tightened around my arm and placed it over his chest. “My heart works, just as well as yours does. Those were your words...” His heart pounded underneath my palm, matching my racing heart, “It came to life because of you. It beats for you. Nothing will ever change that- no one, not even you.” I shook my head frantically, “we can’t-what if we…”

' He switched off the lamp and lay back. 'I feel so lame for hoping for something' Vivian thought. She turned her back towards him and he turned towards her. She could hear his breath on her neck and feel his heartbeat on her back. 'Kirito's heart,' She thought as she closed her eyes 'It beats for someone else, I know that. I know that I should not do this but, I can't listen to my heart. And my heart hates me' - To be continued

Tristan said, while I could see his face that reflected desperation for not being able to hide the truth any longer, his chest was moving so fast that it was evident how nervous and agitated he was right now. "My heart began to beat slower and slower, I felt like an eternity passed every time I breathed, I could sense how the tears were being held back on my face, I was reluctant to let them out, thinking that maybe it was a dream a nightmare and at any moment I was going to wake up.