Sebastian Heart Events Novels & Stories

I asked. His body crumbled but I caught him before he hit the ground. Leaning against me he grabbed his left arm in pain. I felt it — it was his heart. It was failing while mine was beating insanely in my chest. "It hurts..."He groaned. "Ambulance..."I looked up at Sebastian and he pulled out his phone to call for one."They won't make it in time. Help me get him into the car, we can meet them. I'm not waiting."

At that moment, Sebastian Brenand seemed like a demon that had escaped from hell. He was terrifying with a murderous look in his eyes. He seemed capable of murder in the next second. His parents were intimidated despite having been through a lot in life. Right then, Sebastian was so angry that he was no longer capable of self-control. All he could think about was Rachel hurting. He felt like he was going mad. His father panted as he clutched his chest. He was about to have a heart attack. “Sebastian, do you know what you’re doing? I can make you lose everything.”

“I’m so sorry about your mom Sebastian. She died this morning. She was murdered” ——————————— Hey readers, to resolve any confusion you’re having about this book, please read. Sebastian and Eric are one person. Sebastian is the main personality while Eric is his other personality that Sebastian mentally developed himself as a defense mechanism against a recurring event when he was a child. Hope you get the line?

No big declarations or dramatic confessions. Just the soothing sounds of the house and the gentle rhythm of two hearts learning to be soft again. ---

When he handed it to her, her eyes went wide. She had never seen anything that had to do with the accident. This not only was the report for it there were pictures as well. Though he had removed those from the packet of papers. She looked at him for a reason why he did that. “They are graphic.” He said softly. “Sara thought, I want you to go over the report. I don’t want you to have to see certain things. The pictures aren’t good, and you should remember your family as they were before that day.”

Stella was rushing toward me, a half-eaten sandwich in her hand, confusion and panic etched all over her face. “What happened?” she asked, eyes darting between me and the chaos inside. “He’s…he’s having another heart attack,” I managed, my voice barely a whisper. “Oh my God,” she exclaimed. She wrapped her arms around me, grounding me just enough to stop the shaking. I leaned into her, needing that hug more than I realized Minutes felt like hours. I could barely keep my cool, watching how hard the nurses and doctors were trying to keep him alive. Finally, the beeping slowed, Nate's heartbeat returned to normal. The flurry of movement also calmed down. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing from

—Hello Crying she says: - Samuel —What happened to him? —He is in the hospital Eva. He was stabbed when he was walking home after playing basketball. —We have to go see him now. We have to go see him now. —No one can visit him, the police said. —It can't be my God. —He's in a coma Eva, they say they don't know if he's going to come out of there. Whatever they stabbed him with it, punctured an organ. He just said this and I started to cry uncontrollably and I told her:

Swiftly flicking his cigarette, he forcefully turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction, causing the car to spin in circles around the girl. On the other side, Hiya, with her heart pounding, witnessed a black Mercedes approaching rapidly. Overwhelmed with fear, she clasped her hands over her ears and shut her eyes tightly, anticipating an imminent tragedy. In that moment, she believed it was her last day in this world, facing an inevitable and untimely demise.

He never knew that I was not unharmed in the accident that took the lives of our parents. The violent impact destroyed my lungs. I did not receive proper treatment. I suffered respiratory failure after only six short years, and I did not have much time left. Yvette suddenly fainted six months ago. She was diagnosed with heart failure after being sent to the hospital. Joseph hired the best heart specialists in the world at the private hospital owned by Sinclair Enterprise. He paid a huge price to search for a willing heart donor. I knew that was my only chance to ease the relationship with Joseph. I signed the organ donation agreement willingly before I died.

Even me is already tipsy. I inhaled a solid, sharp breath before making my way to where Seon is seated. I sat beside him and shakes his shoulder lightly. “Hey.” I called. When he didn’t move an inch for approximately a minute, I shake him again. “Seon.” “Hmm?” He hums softly, as he jerks his head up at me. His face right now can’t even be compared to the one he had earlier. He’s completely beet red. From his ears to his whole damn face, down to his neck, and I don’t know where else did his redness reach. All I know is that this man can’t hold his liquor at all.