Second Hand Hearts Novels & Stories

Her expression changed. Lotty noticed immediately. “What?” Dr. Maren didn’t answer right away. Decker’s body tightened. “What is it?” Dr. Maren tilted the screen slightly. “Well,” she said carefully, “that appears to be a second heartbeat.” The room went silent. Lotty blinked. Decker blinked. Evelyn, standing near the back of the room, made a sound that was suspiciously close to a delighted gasp. Lotty slowly turned her head toward Decker. “Second?”

"That's the heartbeat. The baby's heart. You're in the eighth week. It's stable, strong. And it's there. Inside you." Sloane fell silent. She stared at the ceiling, at nothing, but the sound filled the room. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. It couldn't be unheard. It couldn't be unfelt. Lennox leaned over her. With his other hand, he touched her stomach, right where the sound came from, and as if he wanted to hear it more closely, he leaned in even further. Tears welled up in Sloane's eyes. Her lips trembled. For a while, she couldn't speak, only a broken, whisper of a voice escaped her:

Sophia POV The night air was cool,. A soft breeze brushed against my skin as I stood on the balcony., my hands resting lightly against the stone railing,. From here, the view looked beautiful. Golden lights. Endless buildings. Tiny moving headlights in the distance. Peaceful. Unlike my thoughts. I exhaled slowly. Inside my head, the last few hours replayed themselves again. Damien's behaviour,. I still couldn't figure out why any of it bothered me,. He had made his position clear,.

Subhadra heard and knew the name Mahendra Varma from somewhere, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She'd been scratching her head from the past two days, wondering, wondering, where had she heard that name? She opened her I*******m account which was entirely dedicated to her poetry and she clicked on the heart button.

Welcome to Hacked Hearts. Excusem the spelling or grammar mistakes, because I am only human. I hope you love this story and enjoy reading it. Don't be a silent reader, I'd love to know your views. Okay, then see on the otherside ;) Chapter 1: I don't do drugs, so I can have a bad habit. "I hate Tuesdays!" I groaned, rolling over to the other side of the bed, snuggling into my Panda blanket.

my childhood playmate is someone I can recognize while the Sachiko I met this past few days is hard to understand who she is. "Sometimes fate can be cruel, it will make you ride it leading to a wrong approach. It feels like it is playing with your heart, you will meet someone and you wish and hope that it is the right person you have been looking for then suddenly truth explode like a grenade exposing it is the wrong person" he stated full of emotion. I guess he is right. "But sometimes it is not only the fate that can play cruelty against us, but it is also our heart and mind too. Fate lead while our heart and mind expects it, we also hope that it is the right person" I added. If only cruel

” R: ”and I. E: ”…I…I…I.” R: ”I want to share..” T: ”…all my love with you..” R: ”No one else will do.." E: ”and your eyes…:” R: ”Your eyes…your eyes..” T: ”…they tell me how much you care…ooh yes…you will always be….my…endless love…two hearts….two hearts that beat as one….our lives have just begun…” E: ”Forever…”

I demanded, my voice firm, but my heart pounding in my chest. He didn't respond. Instead, he took a step towards me, his movements slow and deliberate. My breath caught in my throat. His stern gaze, his jaw set hard, sent a shiver down my spine. I stiffened, my back pressed against the door, my body a statue of fear. Especially when he raised one hand and propped it against the door, his other hand tucked in his pocket, the gesture both menacing and alluring. It felt like something churned in my stomach, a mixture of fear and anticipation.

When the radiating heat between them finally clicked and with a sudden awkwardness they seperate. They look everywhere but at each other as Hiya mesmerised and overwhelmed with Ahil's gesture looked down. While Ahil with an uneven heartbeat was trying to conclude those foreign emotions gripping his chest cast a glance at his wrist. Ahil realised it was past midnight now, as his hazel brown orbs observed the gold frame watch. Cutting through the awkward silence, he inquired, "It's getting quite late... Could you share your address with me? So, I'll make sure you get home safely."