Waking Up Abruptly Heart Racing Novels & Stories

Nina shot up from the bed in a fright. Her left hand gripped her chest as her heart threatened to escape its cage of ribs while her right hand rushed to touch her stomach. She was breathing hard and frantically trying to catch her breath. Upon waking up from the nightmare, Nina was acutely aware of what had happened in the dream and she found it dreadful. She felt terribly upset and anxious. Her heart rate had spiked and she was sweating profusely, she detected after waking up. It was suffocating.

I asked myself, feeling uncomfortable. Troubled by the sudden aura engulfing me, I rushed back into the mansion, aiming for my room. "I must be tired. All I need is a bed rest and I'll be fine," I assumed, getting closer to my room. Quickly, I rushed into my bedroom, which was a bit dark, and shut the door from behind. I sat on my bed, trying to get myself under control. "Why is my heart racing so fast?" I observed, hearing how my heartbeat was pounding like crazy.

Something horrible was coming and it was coming soon. I woke up with a start. My heart was beating out of control and I couldn’t find my breath. I jumped out of bed and started pacing the room. I spun on my heel and walked into the bathroom to splash water on my face. The water helped a little bit but I could still feel my heart beating out of my chest. I stood in the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked pale and I was shaking. I braced myself against the counter, my fingers gripping the edge of the sink. It felt cool against my skin but it made me shiver.

My heart was racing too fast. I heard the sound of the front door being opened before I completely blacked out.

I suddenly feels bony fingers on my shoulder and my heart rate spikes. For the love of God! Haven't I had enough for one morning!?

Why is my heart racing rapidly? What is he doing to me?

There must be something different about being unconscious to being asleep, because unlike when she’s asleep, my vision comes to an immediate stop. I wake with a jolt and sit up in bed so fast that I elbow Bellamy in the face. “Ow, what the hell?” He grumbles, rubbing at his chin where I hit it. I am gasping for air, I feel like my chest is being crushed in a vice and my heart is beating so fast that I’m afraid it’s going to burst. Bellamy immediately sits up and pulls me into his lap.

But the moment I reached for his pulse, my heart skipped a beat. His heart rate was dangerously high, beating erratically in a way that was both unsettling and dangerous. I immediately pressed the button to alert the nurses, my mind racing with possibilities. I had seen this before—this kind of irregularity could be a sign of an impending stroke, or worse, a heart attack. But no, this couldn’t be happening. Not now. "James," I said, my voice firm despite the panic starting to build in my chest. "I need you to focus on me. Breathe slowly. I need to get some readings."

he yelled from behind me as I went up the stairs. I entered my room, closed the door shut immediately, and sighed heavily. My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't even recognise if I was still me. Why does my heartbeat keep increasing anytime I am in a tense or silent situation with Adrian? This is certainly not love. But then, what is it?

Bret suddenly woke up from his bed, awakened by a terrifying dream that he could barely remember, his heart racing as if he had run a marathon but could not also recall if he was being chased in the dream he had just woken up from. He slowly sat up on his bed, placing his large palm against his chest to try and support himself especially since his heart ached so much. "What is wrong with me?" He asked inwardly, wondering what was going on with him and why this sudden fear and ache mixed together. He has never experienced something like this before. He could not explain exactly how he felt.