Until Your Heart Stops Novelas e Histórias

Thump, thump, thump. “Tristan!” I jerked awake, my hand clutching Tristan’s. My heart pounded so hard, it felt like it might explode. Tears streamed down my face. There’s nothing more painful than watching your child teeter on the edge of death, with only the sound of the heart monitor reminding you that he’s still alive. Once it stops… thump, thump, thump… you know it’s over. You have lost a soul. I closed my eyes and prayed.

"Doctor, her heart rate’s dropping—she’s crashing!" The room fell into a stunned silence, the air thick with dread. I could see it in the doctor’s eyes: they were losing her. “No!” I shouted, rushing to her side, my hand gripping hers, my mind screaming for a miracle. “Not like this. Please, fight, Hailey. Fight!” But the machines continued to beep faster, the chaos of life slipping away with every pulse, every breath she struggled to take. I felt the world stop as I watched her fight, my heart breaking with every second she slipped further from me.

"Yes, but only for a moment." "What?" My eyes widened. Before I would ask further questions, my skin went cold, almost as cold as ice. My breath became cold too as I felt my heart ice up. "W….w…What is happening to me?" I held my chest as I fell on my knees, unable to stand any longer. Soon, my eyes began shutting down as my heartbeat reduced. "Follow your heart and make only right decisions Miguel." Was the last thing I heard before my eyes finally shut down.

I asked, curious. She gives me a big smile and points to my chest right where my heart is. “Because of this. Because it will tell you the moment you see him. Your heart won’t stop beating and it will feel like the world around you will stop moving, except for him, except for your mate.” I pondered on her words for a while, letting it sink in, and I wondered if that could really happen to me. It seemed so impossible, like something that could only exist in fiction.

"I thought I had lost you, I thought I would never see you again." "I would never leave you again." "Do you promise?" "Yes," I say weakly. "Why?" "Because I am yours, because I belong to you, because I am your heartbeat." I understand. I finally understand what he has been trying to explain to me. He is my heartbeat; I have never truly lived until he found me. He makes my life make so much sense, he is ready to protect me, kill for me, and die for me because, without me, his life makes no sense.

But instead, they seemed to mirror the thoughts within him, it's light reflecting his thoughts. He had spent years building walls around his heart, guarding it fiercely against any potential hurt or disappointment since the demise of his wife. Yet, Mitchell had effortlessly broken those barriers, leaving him exposed. It was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time. It was a mix of fear, excitement, and a longing for something he couldn't quite define.

“We're pulling the plug.” I swore my heart stopped beating right then and there.

"Final ten seconds on the countdown. Your body will now shut down, fully detaching from the mission world. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six…" Their figures grew smaller and fainter until they disappeared entirely. I closed my eyes with peace, a smile of release curling my lips. When the system counted down the last number, my heart stopped—not another beat heard.

I said weakly. “I know.” he sighed, leaning back. “But the medication is starting to get less effective because your body is fighting it. If you don't pause the dosage, your heart might just stop. You’re a male Omega who can conceive, Silas. It won't just disappear because you swallow a pill.” He paused, probably hoping that I would cave in. “If you don't pause the cycle soon, the internal damage might become irreversible. You’re playing a dangerous game with your own life.”