There Goes My Heartbeat Novels & Stories

I said nothing, and Kael finally met my eyes with a slight frown. "We're postponing the ceremony, not canceling it. You are still my mate-to-be. Nothing between us has changed." The burning in my throat had grown worse. The reaction was spreading through my bloodstream, and the silver markings around my wrist had darkened, but my voice remained calm. I knew the allergic reaction would make Astra deteriorate faster. Every minute I remained without the tonic narrowed our chances of survival. "All right." Kael blinked. "What did you say?" "I said we can postpone it."

My heartbeat thundered in my ears. Why had he left? What had he sensed?

His eyes were squeezed shut, his breath warm on my face. I gasped, my hands coming up to brace against his chest, to push him away, but he covered them with his own, holding them there, right over his heart. I could feel its frantic, heavy rhythm. “Jax—” “Elliot,” he whispered my name, and it sounded like a prayer and a curse all at once. “Get away from me,” I said, but the words had no force. They were a reflex, the last defense of a heart that knew it was already lost.

My heart stops. Shit. What am I going to do?

And for reasons I couldn’t explain— That made my heartbeat louder. Faster. Unsteady. Because something told me— This wasn’t going to be just a discussion

I'll get discharged from the hospital today. Daisy went off happily to help me settle the documents. Not long after she left, Corey sent me another message telling me how shameless I was to snitch on him. He even threatened to destroy my reputation. Corey has no idea that in this life, the one whose reputation would be destroyed was his.

Asher I woke up sweating profusely and my heart beating really hard and fast. I was so scared and it felt like I was having a heart attack. I wasn’t sick before going to bed but the dream I had was so scary and it just did a lot of things to my mental heart.

I couldn’t feel my heartbeat anymore. Darkness took over afterward.

HAYLEE ~<>~ My heart was pounding, relentless and deafening. It raced uncontrollably, each beat echoing in my ears like a relentless drum. The faster it soared, the louder the sound became, drowning out everything else. Every piece of bad news I received—from people I trusted, people I thought wouldn’t give up on me—caused it to thud harder, as if my chest itself were breaking apart. When I heard that there was no other way, it shattered me more profoundly than words can express.