Mercy And The Heartbeats Novels & Stories

For a heartbeat I wasn’t standing on earth at all I was standing inside the light. It filled every vein, every thought, until I was only brightness and breath. I saw Ares then, at the edge of the glow, his hand half-raised, afraid and faithful all at once. And beneath the roar of the power I felt a single human thought, my own: Let this be mercy, not war. The light broke like water, spilling into the forest. I sank to the ground, the hum fading to silence. The moons had joined completely now, silver and red overlapping like one heartbeat.

The light surges toward me. And the two heartbeats inside my body merge into one.

DEX A heartbeat runs through me, painful at first, like something inside me has cracked open. Then, that pain spreads and changes, flooding every vein in my body with fire. It burns, but it heals too, like lava surging through me. Every pulse carries both agony and exhilaration until I can’t contain it anymore. My lips part, and a deep, wild howl tears out of my chest. It echoes across the battlefield, carrying through the air until it reaches every mind and heart within the Silver Crescent Pack.

The remaining guests were all staring in one direction, stunned. He followed their gaze. Right there, where his shots always struck bare ground before, a red handkerchief was pierced clean through. Tracy's eyes lit up with shock and joy. "Edward, that's my handkerchief!" Edward strode over, his steps steady and unhurried. The name embroidered on it left no room for doubt. [Tracy Lewis.] It really was Tracy's handkerchief. She ran over as well, grabbing his arm, her face flushed bright red. "I can marry you now. I can finally marry you!"

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.

"Doesn't matter. I'll divorce him, and you'll get that heart soon enough. I'm finding the bastard who crashed into you. No one's hurting you and getting away with it." She went back to the plants, spreading fertilizer across the soil. I still had no idea what was going to come. All the famous doctors around the world came. Thanks to their treatment and the help of medicine, my body was healing up, and some strength returned to me, yet still no heart. My blood type was rare. I knew a match would be near impossible to find. Yes, I'd known all about it. Finding a suitable heart was near impossible for me. After I donated my heart to Jessica, I would often think that God perhaps arranged this me

"Don't be mad, Maeve. I've never been good with words, but I know that Mr. Cooper was only concerned about you. Right. There's something I need to give you." She took out a bracelet from her exquisite bag, her gesture smug yet deliberately apologetic. "Mr. Cooper gifted this to me, but I can't possibly accept it. I think that you deserve this more." I barely glanced at the bracelet and said, "You can keep it." Immediately, her eyes reddened. She wore a pitiful expression and turned to Austin. "Mr. Cooper, did I say something wrong? Why does she seem to hate me so much…" No sooner had those words fallen than Austin shielded her and hurled the bracelet at me. "Why are you giving her such an at

I needed her to know I meant every word. But deep inside, a chill crawled up my spine. Mercy wouldn’t let this go. She wasn’t the type to walk away quietly. But I pray she doesn't do anything crazy or funny this time Mercy’s POV I pulled open the curtains and stared outside. The sun was rising, but nothing felt warm. The coldness inside me was real..and it was growing. I took a deep breath and called Ghost. He picked up after one ring. “Speak,” he said.

“Yeah. Sadly, it took her a full year and hyper fixation on her business to get her back on track and for the last few years. She has been doing fine, they still keep her up sometimes. Until she had her first BP attack. It was awful Jason. Very awful and I really don’t want to see her that bad.” I watched her and my heart broke. I believe a million of my clients would have argued that I didn’t have a heart so what then was hurting as I watched Anna speak of what I had made the supposed love of my life go through? My actions of four years ago didn’t even have an excuse.

Doctor Shem explained his face facing the floor. , "What are you saying, doctor?" Sheila shouted as she gripped Doctor Shem's hand. "We have done everything we can, but your mother's illness is unusual." Doctor Shem explained to the already devastated Sheila. "But doctor, can't you still..." Sheila interrupted but before she could finish her sentence, the machine started blinking red, and Shiela's mother began shaking violently, causing confusion and panic among the doctors and nurses. The machine abruptly stopped when Shiela's mother stopped moving, and Doctor Shem used his telescope to examine her before delivering the devastating news. "I'm sorry, but she's gone."