The Heart Novels & Stories

Her heart thudded. Who was it?

David's heart pounded in his chest as he rushed Francheska to the hospital. He held her close, feeling her warmth slipping away from him. He couldn't lose her, not now, not after everything they had been through. The streets blurred together as David drove, his mind focused solely on saving Francheska. He prayed to every deity he could think of, promising anything if only Francheska would be okay. He couldn't bear the thought of living without her. As he arrived at the hospital, David screeched to a halt and leapt out of the car. He rushed Francheska into the emergency room, shouting for help. The medical team sprang into action, surrounding Francheska with equipment and rushing her into sur

No one ever told her what went wrong, not her parents, not his. Everyone just went silent, as if the truth had been buried with the past. She never fully recovered. The heartbreak shaped her—made her swear off love entirely. Until she met Noah. At first, she didn’t trust him. She kept waiting for the moment he’d walk away too. But Noah was gentle, patient. He treated her like she was something fragile and precious. By their second year together, she finally believed he wouldn’t hurt her.

“Always.” They stepped forward, their joined hands pressing against the surface of the core. It was warm—alive—and in that instant, Lena saw everything. Every memory of the world, every secret, every heartbeat stored within the Heart’s endless code. And then, beneath it all, she saw a flicker of something human—fear. The Heart was afraid. “Adrian,” she whispered, realization dawning. “It’s not perfect. It’s still learning—it doesn’t understand loss.” He looked at her, understanding sparking. “Then let’s teach 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.

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.

Jace Herondale The heart is a strange and amazing muscle and we all can't live or love without it, but most people don't think about it often. We don't think about the steady, faithful organ that beat one hundred thousand times a day. Most people have no idea that a woman’s heartbeat is faster than a man’s by about eight beats per minute, or that its four chambers pumps blood to every cell in the body except for the corneas.

The old woman asked Nevada. "What type of question is this? How can someone see a broken heart? People use this as a term to express their hurt," Nevada answered. "Then why only the heart and not any other part of the body to describe the amount of the hurt?" The old woman asked again. This time, Nevada had no answer. "Because a heart is capable of enduring and feeling that pain which no other physical part of a human can endure or feel," That old woman trailed her eyes towards the owner of that voice and witnessed those azure eyes staring at her.

F'r imm'rtality shall cometh to an endeth. I don't quite understand the meaning of some words. He is like a word in ancient times poet. But even though I didn't understand something about this word, I understood the rest. At the time of the beginning of the conquest...in the heart? Why in the heart? What is another meaning of heart? Heart. It's not the heart itself—it could be a thing, a person, or a place! I went over to the dresser and took out the map of Wysteria and looked at it. Wysteria is leaf or windmill shaped. If the heart of Wysteria, it is at the border

she said nervously. "Show me" I grumbled. "But you can't...." she started sadly. "I can feel, tracing the accidents suggests me what they appear like" I explained. I waited till her little hand grabbed mine, she delivered it over shakily to her chest. I ought to experience her heart fee go loopy as I began feeling a bit below her collar bone. Her respiratory got here out in pants as I traced quite a few small traces with my thumb. "What are these from?" I quizzed.