Racing Hearts Book Novels & Stories

His palm was rough, calloused, and scorching hot. "Tell me, future doctor," he said, pulling my hand toward him. He placed my palm flat against the left side of his chest, right over his heart. His heart was beating fast. It was powerful, heavy, and erratic. Just like mine. "Why is my heart racing, Sia?" he asked softly. "Is it adrenaline? Or is it something else?" I could feel the hard muscle of his pectoral beneath his dress shirt. My fingers trembled. My wolf whined inside me, desperate to touch him more.

“You don’t get to choose for us.” Marisol’s eyes softened, just for a second. “The heart chooses. Not you. Not me. Not the wager. The city.” The staircase descended on its own, stairs unfolding like a tongue. The ticket burned in Rosa’s hand, turning to ash. The vein returned—not under her skin, but under mine. VOLUME VIII: THE CITY’S HEART pulsed over my heart. Marisol’s voice was a whisper. “The new blood was bait. The final heart was always you, Elena. The spitfire. The one who refused to break.”

She re​membered the card he had given her and, trembling, l⁠ooked up the address written there. Wit⁠hout thinking tw‍ic⁠e, she slid i⁠nto‍ her c​ar and dro‍ve. He​r em⁠otion⁠s were a sto⁠rm: hurt⁠, longing, and a reckless‌ curiosity all ming​lin‌g to‌get⁠he⁠r.

Motorcycles roared through the narrow streets, shaking the walls and sending Amina racing her heart.? Her thoughts were clouded by the fact that she held Adrian's arm tightly. But then they froze for seconds as the headlights shone through the shadow, and those figures were frozen in place. Adrian's gaze widened as he assessed the peril of riders and their potential danger. "We must move quickly," retorted, pulling her towards a side street. This caused him to become restless.

She didn’t want to tell Joey that this one simple sentence had changed her world more than she was willing to accept and that she was terrified that her heart was losing its claws, its weapons, and its hunger for blood in the battle against Zander. Joey’s eyes crinkled, and she was so focused on the confusion and awe in them that it didn’t even register that he was laughing. Not just laughing—hooting. Holding his stomach and everything. “No, come on, no. Your friend didn’t mean your heart is a lonely hunter. She meant the book The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers. Maybe it was her favourite. The author was twenty-three when she wrote it. Your age.” He looked at me pointedly, like

Her heart raced. What was happening in there?

This is really stressing me out, and I couldn't wait for it all to be over. The eldest among the elders took the books from me. Others gathered around him as they began glancing through the book. They checked from one book, and then they crossed check from the two other books to see if it would correspond. If I were to be a regular human, my heart would be beating terribly by this time. But fortunately my heart wouldn't move an inch crom it's position or make a single noise. The only person that could ever shake my heart would remain Sally, except Sally, no other person, nor any situation would be capable of making my heart beat, or skip.

The men in black exit the bar parlor as they ran after them. Luckily, Alice's car was still there. Bianca hopped in the car as Henry hops in the driver's seat. He ignited the car engine and he starts driving wildly. The men in the black car raced after them. "Gosh! Will my misfortune repeat itself?" Bianca slammed her palm on her forehead as her heart was racing along with the car. Out of fear? Or out of love? What happens next? Will Henry and Bianca get captured or not? Why don't you slide for the next chapter?

So as I stepped out of the Maybach,Kairos’ hand resting on my back,the chill of the winter air,hugging me as goosebumps ran up my arms,I wrapped my hands around my body the pounding of my heart syncing with the distant sound of jingle bells I took in a deep inhale of breath to calm my racing heart,and the slight squeezes against my back gave me the assurance that Kairos was here and as we walked into the beautifully decorated hall. Expensive looking drapes,glittering chandeliers,men and women dressed in the finest clothings and of course food welcomed me accompanied by the flash of camera’s,the gasp of on lookers and the wails of females,each and everyone staring at our moving bodies,but as

She felt Raven's heartbeat near her ear. His heartbeat was racing a bit faster than usual, which was understandable given the chaos around them. Gia placed her free hand over his heart, gently stroking it, trying to coax it to a calmer rhythm. "Haze..." Raven seemed like he wanted to say something, but he held back, merely letting out a quiet sigh. With that sigh, Gia noticed Raven's heartbeat had accelerated even more. She tightened her embrace, trying to find another way to calm him down. However, his heartbeat continued to tumultuously race.