Jantung Berdebar Dan Gemetar Novels & Stories

The familiar surroundings provided a small sense of sanctuary, though the turmoil inside her remained unchecked. Dianne’s hands trembled as she fumbled with the strap of her bag, her mind still reeling from the revelation. Her chest felt tight, suffocating, like a vise had been clenched around her heart. She couldn’t breathe properly, her breaths shallow and rapid. The world around her had gone silent, muted to the buzzing city and passing cars. All she could hear was the thunderous hammering of her own pulse, echoing in her ears.

Jethro held Gemma tightly, resting his hand against the wall next to her. His eyes held possessiveness and complex emotions. With such proximity, his heart pounded irregularly, and Gemma could feel it as she stood close to his chest. The atmosphere between them became tense and peculiar. In the silence for a moment, Gemma could hear their breathing and heartbeats. Her heart raced because she was afraid of this man, but what caused his heart to beat faster?

[My Heart Shakes] — "David? David, are you okay?" An anxious Travis, whose hands were trembling, whispered a query that nervously flew out of his dry lips. His voice was cracking up with emotions while his tear-filled eyes witnessed David's body convulse on his lap. His heart was palpitating in the bedchambers of his throat, urging him to release it from his system. Heavy with despair— his heart yearned him to release a quivering, silent cry that pierced into David's ears— hustling him from his tragic world.

My pulse still raced, my thoughts a blur. Why is my heart beating this fast? I thought, pressing a hand to my chest. What’s wrong with me?

My heart pounds so loud in my ears that it’s almost deafening, and I can feel every pulse reverberating through my body. As the stillness settles, I become aware of his ragged breaths, hot and heavy against my neck. I try to steady my own breathing, but my lungs refuse to cooperate, heaving with each intake of air. The only sound in the room is the frantic beating of our hearts and the rustle of our clothes as we stand there, frozen in place.

Hazel trembled in fear by their words, her heart raced faster, that you could hear the sound of her heart beat. She exhaled sharply, as if gasping for air. She stood up from her seat, and paced back and forth in her chamber, while she placed her hand on her waist, and the other, on her beating chest, to calm herself down. Her sudden reaction got the maids confused, they both turned to gaze at each other, with lots of questions going through their minds.

I can feel its heartbeat—a hard, steady thrum—vibrating through its ribs. Hot breath rolls up my throat, damp and rank. I brace for teeth, for a tearing pain and a quick end. My pulse screams in my ears.

She was swinging my hand repeatedly as she bounced gleefully. I exhaled. I might as well give it a try. What could go wrong? "Let's go. Just once" I replied and Alfred winked. .. I was wrong. Many things could go wrong. I remember saying this two times and so many things went wrong. Like when I agreed to stay the night in New Hampshire and things went south and we had to share a room or when I had agreed to get Alfred to fall in love with me, thinking 'nothing can absolutely go wrong' and well look at me now. I'm supposed to make someone's heart beat fast but I'm the one whose heart is beating wildly.

and tired. Jasper's chest is rising and falling quick. His breathing is so jerky and his heart beating so hard, I wouldn't doubt it if they said he'd just come out of the match and was still hot-blooded. My heart and breathing are also altered, but the intense heat is fading, leaving my body like a shadow that moves away and spreads across the floor.

Silence reigned in the wide hospital ward. The only sounds that could be heard were the steady beeping of the cardiac machine, their tensed breathing and the frantic pounding of their hearts. Out of all of them, Hendrix's heart pounded faster and harder. Colour drained from his face and cold sweat soaked his forehead and face. Every second of silence sunk the reality of what he just heard deeper into his subconscious and caused panic to swell in his heart.