When Calls The Heart Novels & Stories

The cracks in the floor glowed faintly with the same white fire still burning inside my chest. Ash forced himself into a sitting position, clutching the floor to stay upright. His movements were sluggish, but his eyes—those swirling silver-white eyes—held a clarity sharp enough to cut. “Tyla,” he rasped. “Listen carefully.” Arthur stepped forward instantly, tension rattling through him. “She’s not choosing anything until we know what the hell this ‘heart’ does.” Ash didn’t look at him. His gaze remained locked on me. “The heart is the anchor.”

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

“Not command.” “That can be trained.” “No,” I snap. “It can’t.” Kael leans forward. “We’ll see.” A sudden pressure grips my chest. Not pain. Force. My heartbeat stutters. The child’s heartbeat spikes. “No,” I gasp. “Stop this.” “Summon him,” Kael whispers. “Let your body do what it’s meant to.” Realization crashes into me. “You’re using me,” I choke. “My heart” “Yes,” he says. “Your bond will call him.”

Will you give her the blood or not? Only static buzzed through the phone. After a long pause, Matthew's voice finally drifted back slowly, tinged with suspicion. "How could a newborn have a coagulation disorder? Danielle, would you really curse your own daughter just to get your way?" Tears streamed down Danielle's face. "Matthew! Your own child is dying! Do you not understand me?" Carl suddenly leaned toward the phone, his voice dripping with flattery. "Mr. Gardner, should we remove this woman? She seems mentally unstable and keeps insisting she's your wife."

Wilson…My Wilson All the thoughts running through my head halted at that moment. I dare say all my sadness and anger also vanished Everywhere blurred, everyone vanished but I could distinctively hear the singing crew sing ‘Young and beautiful’ ‘Dear Lord when I get to heaven, would you let me bring my man? When he comes tell him that you'll let him in……father tell me if you can…..’ That also faded into the background as I panicked turned to look at Wilson His eyes were red, puffy, sad, elated, hopeful….His eyes were a lot of things

Mira closed her eyes and let him hold her, her face pressed against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath her ear. She didn't say the words. But she felt them—burning in her chest, pressing against her ribs, demanding to be set free. I love you too. God help me, I love you too.

The caller ID showed Alex Fedric from the neighboring province’s Central Hospital intensive care unit. I answered shakily and put the call on speaker. “Dr. Linch. Where is the heart? Where on earth is the heart?”

I felt my heart beating weirdly again and I think I have something wrong with my heart. "Let's go, Victon" I said, not wanting to get close to her , but Victon didn't move a bit. His eyes stuck at Calla who is currently playing her guitar and taking notes "Victon" "So your name is Victon huh? You're a really good boy not like your owner who is a dog" Call patted Victon's head making him wiggling his tail more. She gave him a bread and I can't help but trying to hold my anger up.

Today was so stressful, and worst of all, the joining ceremony with the alpha, by blood, is tonight. I'm to be the Luna. Of course there will be more struggles lying in wait after this is all over. It's already almost closing time. What Stark did made me loose track of time completely. My phone rang out and I checked the caller. Unknown number. "Hello." I said as I picked the call. "Hello my Luna." The caller replied. It was so obvious that it's the alpha calling. I wish he would always be in his human form. He is much nicer that way.

Callum said quietly. I didn’t reply, pressing my ear to Kiara’s stomach and closing my eyes. Trying to focus, straining my ears, the sound of Kiara’s heart, Serena’s… Callum’s… mine… and there it was. The tiny beat of a fifth heart. I jerked back, looking at Callum shocked. "Well?" He looked at me with concern. "I think she is…" I whispered, unable to make anything of the shocking revelation, as I tried to process it all.