Single Heart Novels & Stories

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”

“ Remember what you promise me... you promise that you'll stay by my side forever.....That you'll always love and care for me....That we'll live a happy life together with our twins....Please don't let me down, my love!” The nurses were touched by his sincerity and love for the patient. The doctor kept on giving instructions to his nurses while checking all Danielle's vital signs. The ventilator and heart beat monitor were frequently being checked by a male nurse. But Danielle's pulse kept on decreasing. “ This is bad!” The doctor mumbled when he observed what was happening in all the monitors. “ Danielle...please...I beg you...Don't you dare live me or I swear I'll take Celine as my wife

So after thinking about all that I felt like going to that room to finish what I had given myself permission to start. I tried to get out of bed, I had a lot of pain on the right side of my body. With my left hand I held that part of my body that hurt. I finally managed to get up. I walked slowly towards the door of the room. I was too disoriented, I did not understand where I was. After completely leaving my room and closing the door behind me, I kept walking until I found the first door. With sweaty hands I grabbed the lock, it slipped, I wiped my hand on the kind of robe I was wearing. I grabbed the lock again and turned it, very nervous. When I opened the door I found a man in his eighti

“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.

And at that exact moment something strange happened. The rhythm skipped slightly. Just once. Adrian felt it immediately. He narrowed his eyes. Then the heartbeat returned back to normal. Steady…perfect Adrian slowly placed his hand over his chest. A weird thought crossed his mind. Somewhere out there was a living life connected to this heart. And for some reason he felt that he was connected to that life. Anna waited at the examination room for the doctor. She placed her hand on her chest. The weird sound had not returned again.

"Oh... He's so cute" I admired and sat down beside him on the bed purring in satisfaction as my fingers ran through his thin brown silk hair. "It's so soft" I moaned in delight. I sized him up with my eyes, he was so perfect from head to toe. As I ran my eyes from his toe-up, I stopped at his chest. Everything about him was so perfect except one thing... His heart. He has a failing heart. He was first diagnosed with it when he was six. It was VSA or something like that. The doctors said he needed open-heart surgery, but I couldn't pay for it.

His calmness was beginning to irritate her. Micheal’s eyes softened, and he sighed. “Lily has a heart condition. It’s not something we talk about often, but it’s something we’ve managed for a long time. She can’t handle sudden shocks or intense emotions like fear or stress. Her heart rate spikes, and it’s almost like a mini heart attack.” Yvonne’s eyes widened in horror. “Are you telling me that a four-year-old just had a heart attack? How can we be sitting here just talking?” She started to rise from the couch in a panic, but Micheal quickly reached out, grasping her hand gently but firmly.