Love's Heartbeat Novels & Stories

Hayssttt, love is really something we can't even describe. As I listen to his voice, I felt comfort. I can see that we are the only ones here. His eyes are melting my frozen heart. We keep this love in a photograph We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts are never broken And times forever frozen, still So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer ‘til our eyes meet You won’t ever be alone, wait for me to come home Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul

“I just hope you cherish this love of mine… because I gave it only to you, despite everything—despite the world, the risks, and all the forces that tried to pull us apart.” His eyes, dark and intense beneath the soft lighting, held mine with a devotion that made my pulse quicken. A faint, reassuring smile curved his lips as he drew me closer, his forehead resting gently against mine. “Yes, babe,” he replied, his tone rich with sincerity. “I will. You can trust that my love for you is pure and unbreakable. My mind may one day falter with the passage of time, but my heartbeat never will. It cannot forget the woman who stole it so completely. If we were ever separated, expect my heart to fall s

Her voice broke. Not a single word came out of his mouth. He just kept stared at her with tears filling his eyes. She could see the deep sadness and disappointment in his eyes. "Why do you have the heart to ask me that? I didn't kill your mother. I'd rather die than see you die. I love you with all my heart and I believe your heart knows that," he said in a sad whisper. Tears dripped from her eyes upon hearing what he said. Her heart told her he wasn't lying. Her heart was sure all this time his love for her was real, not fake.

he screamed. Hopelessness washed over me as I watched the tip of the blade get closer and closer. I squeezed my eyes shut, but the pain that I expected to feel never came. I opened my eyes, only to see James shielding me. The knife had pierced his heart through his back, and blood leaked endlessly from his lips. "I'm… filled with so much regret… Katherine. If I had… cherished you… perhaps we… could have grown old… together…" He reached out a hand, wanting to caress my cheek, but in the end, it fell bonelessly to his side before it reached me.

Just her heartbeat against mine. Just this.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

Like a heartbeat. Like something counting time.

I looked out at the ocean beyond the window and fell silent for a moment. Molly was right. I still carried scars. Five years of devotion ending in betrayal wasn't something a person could simply brush off. I'd moved on, but the feeling of being betrayed by the person I'd trusted most wasn't something that disappeared overnight. I was afraid of giving my heart away and being let down again. Molly waved a hand dismissively. "It's okay. I'm not in a hurry. As long as the favorability score doesn't drop, the system can't erase me."

Her face bloomed up when she heard his rhythmic yet strong heart beat; her whole world felt dovish whenever she heard this melody. She looked up at him and confessed, "Sheng, you know, your heartbeat is my favourite kind of sound." Her smile was like sunglight blazing over the mountains, a passionate warmth amidst the horizon. He replied, "It's mine favourite too because it enounces your name." The girl was surprised, "For real?"

Unfortunately, Robert isn't content with just getting his lips wet. "God, just be enough for his heart. Don't let anyone else break us apart. Make this man the only one who loves me with all his heart. It's only You I ask." *** Olive grins widely. Like a lottery winner who just hit the jackpot today. Her eyes refuse to go anywhere else but to the printout of the ultrasound she just had. Even though she's still sitting on the edge of the examination bed. Listening, albeit not very attentively, to what the doctor is saying.