Single Heart Novels & Stories

I tell her I will be done soon. I dry my hands. I walk into the OR. The team is ready. The lights are bright. Lily is on the table, her chest open, her heart exposed. It is small, no larger than my fist, but it is fighting. The left ventricle strains, the walls thick, the rhythm uneven. I look at the narrowing. It is worse than the scans showed. The aorta is pinched to a thread. The blood struggles to pass. The heart is working twice as hard as it should.

He clearly had the financial means to seek me out, so perhaps his issue was something internal and longstanding. “Now we are alone,” Chase said. “Just how I like it.” Was he trying to flirt with me? I fully ignored it. “Tell me what brought you in today, Chase,” I said. He seemed somewhat surprised for a moment. Perhaps because his charms didn’t work? But he recovered quick enough. “I have a rare heart condition,” he said. “It doesn’t really bother me often, but I have been told it will affect my lifespan. Someday I’m just going to…” He made a pop sound, then dropped a hand from vertical to horizontal.

"And the adult repairs? Endless, Howard—three in a row, all complex arrhythmias, but we ablated every one, no complications. Saved real lives today: this guy in his sixties, crashing from an aortic dissection when they wheeled him in, hypotensive and ripping apart, but we stented and stabilized him, and by evening he's sitting up, cracking jokes with his wife. Miracles like that? That's why I do this." Her hazel eyes sparkled with unfiltered excitement, her nose crinkling as she leaned forward, barely noticing the city lights blurring past. "Tomorrow's the big one—Max's surgery. That poor 9-year-old kid has a heart defect so rare they consulted three specialists just for the mapping. No fami

His gaze fell to my hands and he coolly asked, "Be calm, will you?" How could I? I thought they replaced the heart? How could they get this fucking wrong, still? "Then talk. I don't have time for the stupid suspense." I said, sitting up even more. He sighed, "This current heart is having some issues too. They saw a small hole in the hospital I work with and two hospitals as well. The hole is growing. Needs to be closed. She is devastated. I have watched my girl over these last few years struggle to live a normal life. In the first year after her surgery, she barely stayed home. She wanted to do everything she had been deprived of doing whilst still sick.

My boyfriend said he had been connected to a system that let him see how much other people needed him. The first thing he did was ask me with tears in his eyes, "Your number is only 30. Don't you love me?" I told him, "Just because I don't depend on you doesn't mean I don't love you." After that, whenever it rained, he would hold an umbrella over his secretary and even drive out of his way to take her home. When I asked him about it, he would say, "Don't overthink it. Her number is high, so I know she needs my help." One day, I was sick and stuck in bed, but he chose to go shopping with his secretary. "Your number is low, but she's in more urgent need of me. I'll go shopping with her first,

Waking up, I felt a lightweight pressed onto my chest, as I looked down I saw Vivian's sleeping soundly with her ear pressed over my heart. The memories of last night flew across fresh in my mind, wishing she was awake and we could renew a few more, but then again, it is not anymore just the two of us, now we have a son, who is with us in the same house, so such moments can't be happening as much as I would want them to now, but I didn't mind.

The Architecture of the Heart "It’s a logistical nightmare," Rhys muttered, though a rare smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He was checking the "Compatibility-Grid" on his ledger. "We have a groom who breathes oxygen and a bride whose heart-core runs on pressurized thermal-vapor. If the atmospheric seal on her pressure-suit fails during the vows, she’ll freeze—and he’ll be scalded."

as she peers at me through her lashes. I glance in her direction, my fury giving way to disbelief. "How did you find out about my heart condition?" Her gaze darts to my mahogany side table's drawer, "I noticed the herbs inside." I am aware of Foxglove's actions. I try not to smile. Only Macy would know that about me, of course. "Excellent. My heart was quite weak when I was born, and it has never grown stronger. I run the danger of developing heart failure if I overdo my fitness regimen or simply if I'm under a lot of stress. On other occasions, I simply get random attacks and then have to find a splinter in a moonstone. I'm shocked that I haven't had punctured a hole in my shoulder from all

As he gazed at his reflection, he saw a restless soul, a lone wolf filled with dissatisfaction and inner turmoil. Taking a seat on the toilet, he reached for his phone and messaged a friend overseas. Bradley: [When will you be returning to the country?] Kevin: [?] Bradley: [I need to undergo a comprehensive medical examination.] Kevin: [Why?] Bradley: [Lately, my heart has been beating fast, and I've had two nosebleeds. I suspect it might be a heart condition or even leukemia.] Kevin: [...] Kevin: [A fast heartbeat could be attributed to infatuation. But you, perpetually single, can't possibly be infatuated with another woman!]

I heard a male voice say " why do I feel I've heard that voice somewhere? " "And I promise you my dear, you'll get it, you just have to go according to the plan, after I get married to him I'll make him transfer all the money we want and we'll leave here immediately, now all you have to do is try come up with a new business deal or something, ok?" Melissa said