Heartbeat Novels & Stories

She turns to me smiling. "Everything is okay Mr Hale. Apart from the bruises on her face, she is fine." I am too shocked to respond. I guess I haven't gotten used to the idea of being a father. Aella is equally quiet, she has refused to look at me since I came in. "Let me show you something." Aella and I look at the monitor of the machine immediately. I am too stunned to speak, too overwhelmed to breathe. I let go of Aella's hands, moving closer to the screen. It is my child's heartbeat, and it is perfect.

“Definitely a baby in there. Nice strong heartbeat.” “Oh wow,” Cameron whispered. Aislen turned her head to where the four men stood near the desk. Cameron was grinning through tears. A muscle worked in the corner of Heath’s jaw as he fought for control. Talen used his thumbs to capture his tears. And Rhett’s face was hidden in his hair, but his throat worked as he swallowed hard, and she knew from the wash of emotion in his mind, that he was moved by the sound of that rapid beat. “Is it… Ahem,” Heath had to clear his throat. “It’s very fast. That’s normal right? I read that’s normal. But it’s one thing to read and another to hear…”

Again, I hear the tiny thumping of a small heart. A baby.

He turned to his men and ordered, "Throw them out, but don't hurt them. I promised my queen I wouldn't harm humans." I hadn't expected him to actually remember that promise. Back in our quarters, Magnus settled me down, rolled up his sleeves, and went into the kitchen to cook. Ever since he had learned how, every meal I ate was one he prepared himself. If I tried to stop him, he'd even sulk about it. After dinner, Magnus pulled me into his arms. "My Queen, I'm so happy today. When I heard what you said, I was truly moved." He grabbed my hand and placed it against his chest. The next moment, I pulled it away and pressed my ear against him instead. The steady thump of a beating heart made my e

My pulse skipped. Oh god.

Eli stood by the window, the soft glow of the moonlight catching the sharp line of his jaw and the gentle, expectant look in his eyes as you entered the room. "I've been thinking about this all day," he murmured, his voice a low, melodic vibration that seemed to settle deep in your chest. He didn't wait for an answer. He moved across the space with a slow, deliberate grace, closing the gap until you could feel the heat radiating from him. When his hands finally found your waist, they were steady and warm, pulling you flush against him. You could feel the thrum of his heartbeat—fast, rhythmic, and echoing your own.

Darkness closed in before his eyes, and his consciousness sank completely into pitch black oblivion. Beep… beep… beep! “This is bad. Mr. Crowe’s heart rate is dropping fast. Get the defibrillator ready, now!”

Looking around, others walked by normally, which meant I was the only one who could hear it. “Warning, heart level dropping. Bordermark breached.” Buis’ voice echoed loudly, a large warning sign on the screen but I kept going, thinking it was trying to stop me. But then my heart started to slow down, making it hard to breathe. I could barely take a step forward as I felt my heart slow to a stop and I dropped to my knees. “Warning, heart will stop beating in ten seconds. Ten, nine…”