Only A Heartbeat Away Novels & Stories

And somewhere deep in the distance, the faint echo of a heartbeat pulsed once. Then…

Nothing was at her heels, but she knew she needed to escape from whatever that was. She poured herself another cup of water and gulped it, trying to steady her heartbeat. It was beating so fast she thought she might lose it. Dragging in deep and heavy breaths in five minutes till she felt better, she called herself to order. "Ava, you need to calm down." It's just been two days and these sparks are everywhere. She just needed to concentrate on her work without any troubles, probably try and get in his daughters and Simone's good graces the three months are up.

Aria stirs weakly in my arms. Her lips part. Barely a breath. “He is coming.” The heartbeat beneath us answers. And this time... it is not hers.

I told him I could walk, and he said he knew, and he carried me anyway — down the corridor, away from the antiseptic smell and the beeping machines and the room where Levi lay breathing his careful, hard-won breaths. I let my head fall against Nate’s chest and listened to his heartbeat and tried not to think about the other heartbeat I’d watched flatline an hour ago.

she whispered on a low tune. “How do you mean?” His voice raising a bit higher. She looked at him for a while before taking a step closer her face almost brushing his, she placed a hand on his chest. “I know you can feel it too…..but…you keep pushing me away, I didn’t mean to hurt nobody, I just wanted a feel of your heart”.

she nods, eager to do anything to save the woman we've both grown fond of. "Good. Now keep her in position, but don't crowd or suffocate her. Every thirty seconds, I want you to check her breathing through her nose. Monitor it, and if it becomes more shallow or if it picks up, you have to tell me, okay?" She nods, and I close the door, moving to the driver's seat and immediately driving away. My dads hospital is a thirty-minute ride away from here, and as much as I'd prefer to take Dorothy to a hospital where I'm sure of their expertise, I can't risk wasting so much time. I have to take her to a closer hospital. "Noah, her breathing is too shallow," Tatum reports in a panic.

I move past the mundane sounds of papers shuffling, keyboards clacking, pens scratching, and workers talking until I find the fast thump of someone’s heart two floors down. Then she gasps and whimpers. “Get away from me.”

Their baby's heartbeat. Ava quickly covered her mouth with her free hand, her shoulders trembling as the beautiful, rapid cadence echoed off the walls. Luca’s eyes widened even further, his grip on her hand tightening as if anchoring himself to reality. It was the sound of life. Brand-new, untouched life. A tangible future. An absolute, unbreakable promise. For a long moment, neither of them could speak a single word. The rapid heartbeat continued to echo proudly through the quiet office—strong, beautiful, and devastatingly real.

And somewhere deep inside the shared heartbeat, something tightens in anticipation.

They seemed inseparable. My heart was torn apart as pain hit me in broken pieces. One was my husband of two years, and the other was my best friend since college years. Hudson had been born with a heart condition. He now had the heart of Quincey's boyfriend, Maverick Goldstein, who had died in a car crash. After the surgery, Hudson insisted he was Maverick. I forced a smile and set a container of healthy food on the table next to the hospital bed. "Quincey, I spent three hours making this food. Make sure Hudson eats it."