anchor and heartbeat

*[COMPLETED]* *Mature Content* The same person's heartbeat in a different body. Two men one heart. Getting one woman's love. Hmm ... How did this happen? From heartbeat to love. Broken heart, can it be repaired? Winda, a nurse, feels a sense of heartbreak when she catches her lover having sex with another woman. The saying goes that new love heals old wounds. Luis, the patient at Winda's workplace becomes a 'cure' who is present to heal Winda's heart wounds. The love story springing up until they decide to tie her love in one sacred promise. But fate thanks to another, Luis had an accident. His life expectancy was small, he finally decided to donate his heart to someone he chose. Can Winda erase her sadness after Luis died and move on with her life? Determined to close her heart but once again a man who turned out to be Luis's heart donor came into her life. Can he make Winda forget Luis? *** Don't forget to put this novel in your library or reading list. This story is only by the author, sorry if there are similarities in the character's name or the similarity of the story. *** *Copyright of the book cover belongs to the author. *To get info about the novel's work from the author, please visit: Fb : Pena_aQuina Ig: @pena_aquina

Untuk pertama kali dalam hidup, irama detak jantung Evan jadi terdengar tak biasa saat dirinya memandang Lia—gadis cantik bak bunga Camellia yang mekar bersamaan. Bertemu dengannya adalah sebuah keajaiban menarik tak terlupakan. Begitu juga dengan Lia. Detak jantung Evan yang bergetar hingga terasa dalam dadanya adalah bagaikan candu yang selalu mengusik ketenangan hati dan pikiran. Yang juga, telah dengan seketika memaksa untuk ingin selalu berada di dekatnya. Namun sayangnya, kisah mereka tak bisa sepenuhnya mulus sesuai harapan. Banyak huru-hara yang terjadi setelah cinta hadir diantara mereka. Penolakan, pengkhianatan, perpecahan dan remuknya hati hingga pecah berkeping saat cinta dipaksa pergi, adalah sebuah keniscayaan yang harus dijalani demi memperjuangkan kepingan cinta mereka. Dari sekian banyaknya cobaan yang datang menghampiri, akankah Lia dan Evan tetap mampu menggenggam jantung hati masing-masing, agar tetap terus berdetak hanya untuk mereka seorang? Atau alih-alih, jantung itu malah akan berpindah menjadi detak bagi orang lain?

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool). TW: Trauma, survival’s guilt, and violence

Heaven and Earth was formed and it was good. The saying became outdated when Hell rose and its citizens were no other than the angels that fell from grace to grass, growing malevolent horns and promoting sin. Two familes, both greatly affected by the Great war that occured in Hell opened the door of salvation for one and doomed the other to eternal damnation. He was possessive but not crazy, and loved her enough to remind her that she was his even if she loved another. Troubled by her many flaws and hardships, Ebony had one goal; to graduate with a worthy certificate and be free from the entaglements of his redemption while trying not to be too drawn to his inhuman looks. "I will not give up on you, Ebony," He promised and sealed it with a kiss on her lips. "I am not the type that gives up on what I want. I want it and I will have it." Will Ebony give in to his sweet temptations or remain adamant on the goal at hand even though there was more to the world of demons than meets the eye? For in the world of demons, love was a luxury she couldn't afford. | Completed | | Exclusive only on webnovel, Under the pen name: Peridot_Writes. |

For the first time in his life, Evan's heartbeat sounded unusual as he looked at Lia—a beautiful girl like Camellia flowers blooming together. Because meeting her is an unforgettable interesting miracle. Likewise with Lia. Evan's heartbeat, which was vibrating until she felt it in her chest, was like opium that always disturbed the peace of mind and heart. Which, too, had instantly forced her to want to always be near the man who had the aura of a gorgeous king. But unfortunately, their story could not be completely smooth as expected. Many riots occurred after love was present between them. Rejection, betrayal, division, and broken hearts to pieces when love is forced to leave, are a necessity that must be lived to fight for the pieces of their love. Of the many trials that come their way, will Lia and Evan still be able to hold each other's hearts, so that they continue to beat just for them alone? Or instead, the heart will turn into a beat for someone else? *** Note: This story is adapted from my story in Indonesian, with the tittle is 'Heartbeat Symphony'. Which means that English is not the first language. So, it is very possible that in this writing you will find grammatical error. So, if this makes you feel uncomfortable, please let me know so I can fix it. Constructive criticisms are very welcome! Thank you and happy reading^^

Julie Marie Navares seemed to be a typical young woman. Her father wished her to go to the same school as her brother, Christian Navares, which is why she moved. She thought school would be quiet because she thought her secret—her hidden talent for singing and her alter ego on stage as the POP PRINCESS—would stay with her family. But what would happen if Mark Cielo Villanueva, a friend from childhood who she hated, found out? They had just met again. Could she still keep her secret and her peace?

Dropped

Cultivation world Tianji door to the evening when the ascension by the thunderbolt was split to the modern world, possessed in a small eighteen line paste curry to the evening body.Paste curry to the night to mix with the entertainment industry for many years has always been a small transparent, in the female N number ranks in the soy sauce, the brokerage company to see its lack of economic value let her go to accompany the wine, resistance to the company after the whole network blocked.The money saved over the years has also been mum to her brother to buy a large set of three houses in A City, allowing the original owner to suffer, and eventually broke down and swallowed sleeping pills to commit suicide.When the palm to the night to take over the body of the paste curry to the night, doomed to this world because she boiled.A fortune-telling and divining account called Zhuang Zhou Meng Die quickly became popular on the raccoon live broadcasting platform, and the anchor dresses in an ancient style to cover her face with a veil, but the fortune-telling is accurate!

"You're so freaking annoying, get off me." She said and raised her hands to push him away but before she could, his left hand came up and held them in mid air. "What if I don't want to?" He asked her. Ashley got a tickly feeling in her tummy as she watched him, not being able to bring herself to say anything. He was doing that thing again. Still holding her hand, he put their hands on his chest and leaned forward. Ashley's heart beat really fast and it was not just because of the struggle she had done but because of this man that was on top of her, intimidating her. He leaned in till their lips touched. Ashley closed her eyes when that happened, forgetting that she had been mad at him a few seconds ago and he kissed her. He was so passionate about the kiss and none of them cared about whoever might be watching them around. He broke the kiss after a short while and rested his forehead on hers. Their hands on his chest did not leave there and Ashley felt his heartbeat. Her eyes widened. "Your heart is beating fast." She commented.  Damon's hold on her hand tightened. "That's what you do to me Ash. You make my heart beat like crazy."  Ashley felt it again in her tummy, the tickly feeling. She stared into his eyes.  She knew her heart did funny things when it came to him but she didn't expect his heart to beat this fast because of her. She was glad she did things to him too and not just him to her. His lips took hers again and this time Ashley's hand left his and went around his neck then they rolled over with her lying on top of him now. Her hand went into his hair while his stroked her back. They rolled again now lying on their sides and kissing nonstop. Damon's hand went to her thighs and drew her closer to him, putting her leg on top of his while hers played with his hair and the other on his shoulder. They stayed in that position even after the kiss, now gazing into each other's eyes and enjoying what it felt like to lay in each other's arms in the midst of flowers and in front of a beautiful lake. ________ She is an orphan, in a world that hasn't been very fair to her. She was called names and hated by the people who were supposed to love her because of the kind of person they thought she was. And now growing up into a woman, love was what she wanted. To love and to be loved was what she wished for, until fate brought her to him. He is Dracula, a devil in disguise, roaming the earth in search of one thing. An offspring of Hades, who had turned into the devil he was supposed to be because of an incident from his past. What brings them together? If you're willing to find out more, then join me as we begin this thrilling story of Damon and Ashley. _________ VOL 1 (ongoing) VOL 2 (coming soon) *Romance between characters comes in the later part of the story. *Cover art is from Pinterest and I give full credit to the owner, who also has the right to take it down. *You can follow me on Instagram and Facebook for more updates inform of pictures and videos. IG: @author_quinn_ FB: Authoress Quinn Library You can also hit me up on discord @SharonQuinn#2846 I will leave you now to enjoy the book ◉‿◉

Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage or announce itself. It simply waits at the edge of everything, patient and absolute, whispering one promise to every crack in reality it finds. Entropy. Silence. Nothingness. For centuries the Temporal Lattice has kept it locked away. But the Lattice is fracturing. And every Rift pulse Kronos Maw unleashes loosens another thread. Every world he destroys opens another crack. He believes he is using the Void as a weapon. He doesn't understand that the Void is using him. Across the multiverse others are stirring. A wind-singer on a floating citadel of crystal spires whose songs travel through cracks in reality. A stone-skinned guardian on a desert world where sand itself is frozen in time. Ancient Weavers watching from a pocket dimension outside of time entirely. Warriors from rift-scarred worlds carrying powers forged from broken timelines. All of them feeling the same fractures. All of them sending the same desperate signal. Hold the line. On Earth Alex's only allies are a sharp-eyed tech genius with fourteen pages of notes, a former bully with a blade forged from broken time, and a four hundred year old guardian who has been waiting specifically for him. Together they are the first defense between New Lagos and oblivion. Between Earth and the unraveling of everything. Two threats. One is coming for him. The other is coming for everything. Some legacies skip generations. Some wait four hundred years. Alex's just arrived. And the question isn't whether he's ready. The question is whether ready even matters anymore. The lattice is fracturing. The tyrant is coming. The Void is whispering. And a boy from New Lagos is all that stands between existence and the hungry silence at the edge of time. The war for time itself begins here. Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage