Sebastian Heart Events Novels & Stories

Maybe you should. Sebastian's eyes flashed dangerously. “Don't.” “Why not? It would solve everything. The tabloids would move on. Cassandra would get what she wants. You could go back to your normal life…” “There is no normal life anymore!” Sebastian crossed the distance between them in two strides, his hands gripping her shoulders. Not hard. Not hurting. But firm. Grounding. “Don't you understand? The moment I heard that heartbeat yesterday, everything changed. I can't go back. I don't want to go back.”

She moved to kneel beside Sebastian, ignoring his suspicious glare, and placed her hand on his chest. "What are you doing?" he snarled. "Checking your heartbeat." Her voice was calm, clinical. Through the bond, I felt her hunter's instincts taking over, analyzing the situation from every angle. "You're dying, Sebastian. Internal bleeding, probably punctured lung from the fight. You've got maybe twenty minutes before you bleed out." His eyes widened slightly, her confirmation she was right.

"You said all those things to me on purpose at the Moonlyte Club. You were never afraid at all. Your tears are fake, because your heartbeat never increased even once." Sebastian smirked as he walked toward her. Out of the main principles of traditional medicine, Sebastian was best at the skill of observation. He had found it strange when he realized that Skylar's heartbeat was extremely stable despite how nervous and scared she seemed. Things had become clear when Lina shot him and he had leaped into the air. At the time, he had seen Skylar out of the corner of his eye, and she had been looking intensely straight at him. She had only crouched down to cry on the floor when Sebastian successfu

“It’s okay. I’ll divorce her. We’ll find a match for you soon. “I’m also investigating the person who hit you with the car that day. I won’t let anyone who harms you get away with it.” I watched him carefully add fertilizer to the seeds. I had no idea what those words truly meant at the time. Renowned doctors from all over the country and abroad visited one after another. Under their treatment and with millions spent on medical care and recuperation, my body gradually recovered and gained some strength. But we still could not find a heart. A suitable replacement heart was nowhere to be found.

Two hours later, Harry reported back to Renee. “Ms. Hudson, the King family kept Sebastian’s death under wraps, and it went unnoticed by many. However, there's a peculiar detail. Sebastian had visited a psychological clinic several times with his girlfriend before his death. And yes, the patient records match Sebastian’s." “A psychological clinic?" Renee echoed, her curiosity piqued. “Yes, I stumbled upon this through a patron. But the clinic's privacy policies are strict, so that's all I could find."

“Fucking shit!” the alarm in the new voice alerts me. I scent the air. Separating the different smell and lock in on Sebastian’s scent. It was mixed with blood and the pungent smell of silver. The heart monitor picks up, beeping loudly and sounding a warning. “Start CPR. He is going into cardiac arrest” someone shouts. Fear grips me. I didn’t need to be told who they were talking about. I am paralyzed and not because of my head wound. Something unfamiliar seizes me. Grips my heart refusing to let go.

"The night before his birthday, Sebastian was crying the whole night with his door locked. He was unable to hold it all in anymore. In the morning when I went to his room I couldn't find him there, I searched for him everywhere but he was nowhere to be found. but then a few hours later he came back from the forest. And...he was not the same Sebastian as before." "In his eyes, there was a strange stillness, there was no sign of loneliness, agony, or any emotion at all. He seemed almost dead as if there was nothing left inside of him." "And after my countless questions, when he finally told me the truth.....the ground moved from beneath my feet." Her voice dropped a few octaves, "That day Seba

Beasty was above Sebastian as Sebastian's dagger was away from his hand. " KELLY NEEDS ME! " And before Kelly stabs Sebastian she stabbed her chest as she bites her lips in pain. " NOOO! " Beasty screamed as Sebastian held her to his chest, he checked the wound place, it was near the heart but it was very deep. " No no no. " " Kelly? " Sebastian heard a familiar voice, he looked between his tears. He found Felix jumping from his horse, he hurried to Kelly, as he looks at Sebastian before looking at Kelly again.

Purple bags hang from under his eyes, sunken into his skin. “Evan is not here, no,” Sebastian’s admission strikes my heart with disappointment. The kids show it on their faces, pouting and looking down at the marble floor. He pats their heads and they walk back to their blankets and plates of food on the floor. They go back to their cartoon, picking at the veggies on the animal plates. Sebastian turns to me and my eyes sting from tears. I slowly step to him, sliding into his arms. He holds my head to his chest. My ear places itself over his heart and I listen to the unsteady beats, his heartbeat matching mine.

However, seeing how badly I looked with blood everywhere, he was probably thinking twice about it. After the crowd dispersed, I supported myself against the wall and walked out alone, leaving a trail of blood behind me. "Ron..." Scarlett's lips moved as if she wanted to follow me, but then Derek's booming voice erupted from the crowd. "Mr. Morrison, are you alright? Someone help! Mr. Morrison just fainted." Scarlett stopped in her tracks immediately. She turned to check on Chase and never looked back. "What are you all standing around for? Call an ambulance!"