You Cannot Force A Dead Heart Novels & Stories

I press my hand against his chest. Feel for something— anything— a heartbeat— a breath— life— Nothing. Silence. Complete. Unforgiving. “No…!” The word comes out broken. Small. Like it doesn’t belong to me. Because this— this can’t be real. “You don’t get to do this,” I whisper. My voice shakes. Cracks. “You don’t get to leave me like this.” I press harder against his chest— desperate— like I can force his heart to beat again.

He was completely, irreversibly abandoned to actively rot entirely in the putrid, foul-smelling mud. The terrifying, absolute weight of her final, lethal decree aggressively crushed his entirely shattered soul completely into permanent dust. Forty-eight hours. Two microscopic, agonizing days until the massive, catastrophic bacterial infection violently raging completely through his entirely mangled, heavily crushed right hand completely invaded his severely exhausted, failing heart. And the exact, microscopic second his wildly erratically beating heart violently flatlined, his fragile, deeply unconscious mother would aggressively, violently choke to absolute death on her own failing lungs.

If they would just tell me there was something that could be done. All of them refused. "I'm sorry, Mr. Blake," one of them said, not unkindly. "If the artificial heart has already failed, there's nothing we can do. Even with a compatible donor, the surgery would take hours. And from what you're describing..." He trailed off. "There has to be something—" "There isn't." He said firmly. "I'm truly sorry. But your mate is beyond our help now." I went home. The gift box was still sitting on my dresser, exactly where I'd left it weeks ago.

He wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. “We need to run some tests on your heart, Sir.” “Not you, too,” Enrico grumbled. “Tell them I’m fine.” “You aren’t fine. Your heart rate is off the charts, and your symptoms are consistent with heart failure.” “You are overreacting.” I met his gaze firmly, doctor to patient. My personal feelings had no place here. “Sir. If you are not treated immediately, you will die. I don’t think you want to leave this world just because you’re being stubborn, do you?”

"What does that mean? Major cardiac event?" "Heart attack. Stroke. Fatal arrhythmia." His voice is clinical. Detached. "The thickening of my heart muscle makes it harder for blood to pump efficiently. Eventually, it'll either fail completely or beat so irregularly that it can't sustain life. Either way, the result is the same." "Death." "Yes." I force myself to ask the next question. "What will it be like? When it happens?" Tyler goes still. "You don't want to know that."

You can not die ! A wave of cold sweeps over me and throws me out of his mind as the heart stops. I push myself free off his body and hammer both fists into the broken chest. No result. In a fit of desperation, I carefully stick my hand into the cavity and find his heart. Without having a clue exactly what I am doing, I alternately squeeze and let go of the heart in the hope that it will pump the blood around. How many times was it now ? I have forgotten to count. Abandoning it, I chose instead to close his snout and breathe with all force into his nose.

Cardin Have you ever felt as if everything is wrong, that it is not going the way it is supposed to but there is absolutely nothing you can do about it? That's what I'm experiencing right now. I know nothing is going as it is supposed to but I don't know what I'm going to do about that. The body at the lab which cause of death was found to be a chemical found in their system. So far, the two things which can lead to a death of a vampire is either you snap you neck or you use silver appliances straight to their heart.

Seeing his mom being covered by white sheet, Aevin frowned. "Mama, is Momny sleeping? Why does those men covered her? Where they will take Mommy away?" He asked while looking at Gulf, his innocent eyes makes his heart tremble. "Mommy is sleeping, but she will not wake up again... I already thought you about human anatomy, remember when I told you that once the heart loses its function, a human will die? The same with the human brain... Remember Momny has heart disease?" Gulf slowly said while caressing his hair.

Both of our eyes met his and his glee was crazed. “Yes! Did you know that the key to vampires ability of immortality actually lies within our hearts? The venom coats the inside of our hearts and it pumps through our entire body, coating everything in that venom. That’s what stops us from aging, stops us from dying. It all starts from the heart.” That same heart felt like it was sinking into the pit of my stomach. Hector’s grip on me tighter and I felt the slight shake in his grasp.

The doctor studied her face, not believing a word of what she said, but he carried on. "I regret to say that when the heart attack happened, the oxygen supply was cut off and he didn't have access to air for more than three minutes. Because of the lack of oxygen, his brain expired. He has been pronounced brain dead, but it still depends on the family if they want to remove him for life support." He said, his face filled with deep regret and something she couldn't decipher.