Jantung Berdebar Di Malam Hari Novels & Stories

Rain began to fall, heavy drops tapping against the windows, the sound intensifying the eerie quiet of the room. Another thunderclap boomed, and I pulled the blankets tighter around myself, willing my pulse to slow. It was fine. It was just a storm. I had dealt with worse. Still, my heart pounded a little too fast, my breath a little too unsteady. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to lull myself to sleep, telling myself that everything would feel different in the morning. But deep down, I knew the truth. Nothing was going to be the same after tonight.

I could feel my head grows bigger and heavier, like it will blow up into pieces anytime soon. She turn her back like she will go away, and so I did run away. I hurry back to the bed scared that I forget the need to pee. My heart beats with panic that could almost be heard, similar to the sound of a loud drum; one and two, louder and faster.

Her pulse thunders in her ears, and it takes precious moments for the residual terror to subside in the tiniest sense of it. In the eerie stillness of the night, Marisol clutched at the sheets, her heart racing wildly owing to the scare of the nightmare that had taken a few nights off, only to return stronger than it would seem. The vivid imagery of the beast persists even behind her closed lids, haunting her waking moments as she grapples with the remnants of the surreal horror that had unfolded in her dreams.

I woke up in the middle of the night, gasping for air as I shot up from the couch. I looked around frantically and tried to remember where we were. My heart thudded loudly against my ribs painfully and the blood rushed to my head. My hands were clutching the shirt covering my chest in a fist, trying to calm my ragingly beating heart. I finally managed to force myself to focus and reminisced what happened last night. Meanwhile, Adam, who apparently gave me some space to sleep and decided to sleep on the carpet instead, stirred awake and hummed in silence.

I suddenly feels bony fingers on my shoulder and my heart rate spikes. For the love of God! Haven't I had enough for one morning!?

The pain in my head is overwhelming, a dull throb that pulses in sync with the rapid beats of my heart. I blink, trying to clear my vision, but all I see are the blurry outlines of familiar faces, the chaos of the previous night still heavy in my chest. My hands tremble as I sit up in the bed, the cold sheets tangled around me, offering no comfort. The room is dark, save for the faint glow of morning creeping in from the window. But there’s something wrong in the air, an undercurrent of tension that seeps through the walls.

The atmosphere itself seemed to buzz with an electric charge, as if the universe held its breath in anticipation of an imminent revelation. The engine’s steady purr created a comforting backdrop, like a familiar melody that played beneath the surface. My heart, a mixture of nervousness and excitement, drummed in rhythm with the road unfolding ahead. It was as if my inner emotions had merged with the journey itself, creating a harmonious symphony of feelings and movement Why would he need me urgently in the middle of the night? The dashboard lights flickered, briefly painting my face with passing shadows, mirroring the unease I felt.

Why was my heart beating so fast ? I head to bed and try to sleep with great difficulty and even when I do , I'm having strange dreams of the little girl screaming and crying . My last dream however , brings me some peace because it's Jace kissing my forehead saying .. ' It's going to be okay '

POV Noralyn When I wake up my heart is beating wildly inside my chest and I'm all sweaty. There's a strange noise coming from outside, like a repeated pounding and for a moment I think that I'm hallucinating or that it's simply the sound of my beating heart that has been magnified in my panic, until I realize that in fact there's someone knocking at my door.

I held onto my chest and took deep breaths. Fuck. This isn’t good. Why does my heart keep on beating like a hundred miles per hour?