There Goes My Heartbeat Novels & Stories

A cold dread launches deep in my chest. "Thursday. It’s just in two days," I mumble to the empty car. Now I’ll have to deal with a spiking heart rate that won’t calm down for the next two days, all thanks to Adam. And of course Hunter too, for putting on a cinema for the whole world. My car pulls up in front of the Sweetheart Cafe. I used to come here with Hunter to grab my favorite smoothie, but right now, I don’t even care about parking properly.

Getting on stage, I find it strange that the crowd is cheering us on and clapping. "You are the reason! Calum Scott and Leona Lewis!" The beats start to play and the lyrics show on the wide screen. I'm trembling in fear but he holds my hand and looks at me, assuring me it's fine. He starts singing: There goes my heart beating Cause you are the reason I'm losing my sleep Please come back now Then I start singing: There goes my mind racing Cause you are the reason That I'm still breathing I'm hopeless now Then we enter into the chorus together

Only because our son begged to go to the amusement park, my wife, Nyla Frost, a wealthy heiress, ended up in a car accident on the way there, leaving her permanently paralyzed from the waist down. To punish us, she slashed our daily allowance to a mere ten cents. For the past three years, my son and I had no choice but to survive by scavenging through trash every day, even fighting the dogs for scraps. One day, my son was so hungry that he lost all reason. He ate a few crumbs of a cookie that our family doctor had accidentally dropped on the floor. My wife flew into a rage, accusing him of having filthy, thieving hands. As punishment, she made him stand outside in the pouring rain for th

“Why did you have to let her go?” The night is more difficult to understand and get through, my head explodes when the moon rises while my heart is beating fast. I can't help but wonder, why is my heart beating so much? I know it may be tachycardia, but I don't have any heart problems, I can't have this problem since I am very healthy and young.

a rapid, steady heartbeat echoed through the speakers. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Lily covered her mouth as tears rolled down her cheeks.Daniel's eyes filled with tears as well.Neither of them spoke.They simply stared.Jesse reached quietly for Everlyn's hand.She squeezed it tightly.The sound of that tiny heartbeat seemed to fill every corner of the room. Years ago, they had listened to alarms warning of possible collapse.Today...They listened to new life.Marcus would later describe the moment as "the most statistically beautiful rhythm I have ever heard."

The man I walked away from. My body goes cold, but my heart pounds like it’s trying to tear free. This can’t be happening. This cannot be happening.

Do you really have to push her to death? "You think if she gets married, I'll marry you? "Have you ever thought that maybe the reason I've missed for three years straight is that heaven sees how heartless you are and refuses to let you marry into my family?" I listened quietly as he finished scolding me, then looked straight into his eyes. Word by word, I asked, "Edward, three days from now will be the fourth year of the shooting. Will you hit my handkerchief?" … Edward frowned deeply. When he spoke, it sounded like he was grinding his teeth.

For a moment, I had forgotten he didn't know I wasn't deaf anymore. I looked at him with a blank expression, my voice freezing. "Are you sure your heart belongs only to me?" His face flickered with a trace of panic before he forced a smile. "And to our daughter, of course. My heart belongs to you two." Bonnie piped up from the side, "Mommy, you're not jealous of me, are you?" Before she could say more, a ringtone cut her off. Jackson stepped aside. When he returned a moment later, he seemed apologetic. "Sorry, Quinn. Something urgent came up at work. I need to handle it."

At the hospital, the ER entrance buzzed with activity. Nurses moved quickly. Doctors called names. A family wept in the corner. And then — the ambulance arrived. Doors opened. Stretcher wheeled out. And Sophia saw him. Pale. Still. Masked. Wires snaking from his arms. She didn’t scream. Didn’t cry. Just ran. And when the paramedics wheeled him past, one of them — the same woman who had called — stopped. “You’re 'My heart'?” She nodded. "It is actually Sophia. We are dating"

I don't think I'd ever get the opportunity to have him this close to me if he ever found out what I was up to. "You look pretty, Skylar," For the first time in weeks, he said my name, and it hit a spot it shouldn't have. I felt my heartbeat pick up an unusually fast pace as we stared into each other's eyes. Why was my heart beating this way? These were dangerous heartbeats. I shouldn't be loving Alfredo Miller again, but here I was, totally smitten by him. I forced myself to believe that I didn't love him because I was mad at him, but the truth was I never stopped loving him. All those years, it was there somewhere hidden in my heart, waiting for the right time to sprout again.