7 Heavenly Breaths Novels & Stories

The headache was so excruciating that she felt like she wanted to take her head off for a moment so she could breathe the stale club air without having to feel the excruciating headache. “Yunho, injecting me morphine now. I can not stand." Krystal ordered in a slightly hoarse tone. Yunho took his bag which was on the table, then he prepared a syringe and a small bottle of morphine that he got from one of the doctors specializing in Bloods. So far, if Krystal has an unbearable headache, he will inject a small dose of morphine to help Krystal relax more. Especially when Krystal is drinking alcohol like this afternoon. The medicine that the doctor prescribed for her should not be contaminated w

An abundance of candles had been lit at the front, giving the atmosphere a warm, haunted look with the faint fragrance of burning incense. Religion was the last thing on her mind, and though she believed in the existence of some supernatural being, the thought of worshipping them - remaining faithful to an invisible entity - thoroughly baffled Alessia. “Gods my ass,” Alessia muttered under her breath while snuffing a flame between her fingertips. The Luna Goddess, the Moon Gods, the Mountain spirits, the Seven flames… it was all folklore intended to soothe sobbing babies at night and adults who feared the concept of death and hoped that, somehow, there would be peace beyond the inevitable da

A vast, cavernous space that she could feel but not see, and in the center of the space, something was breathing. She could hear it. A slow, rhythmic sound, like the tide, like a heartbeat, like the turning of the earth. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. And with each breath, the dark became a little less dark, until she could see the outline of what was before her.

For the first time since he entered the base, he directed with a low voice and a low and powerful voice. If you change the scene, he can simply do the live broadcast of the platform. Even if you don't show your face, you can conquer the hearts of millions of girls by voice. The sound, the tone of the sound is proportional. But now it is at the base, the voice is only slightly flat, but there is still an unobservable momentum, the present human heart and God shook, and even the sun, who has always refused to obey, can not help but do what he said.

The old man, who appeared blind, suddenly opened his eyes; his eyes, which had seemed blind, turned white and glowed. "Snow Wolf Breath!" A large snow wolf appeared from above and released its icy breath, capable of shattering anything within its immediate vicinity. The two attacks clashed, with the Heavenly Spirit’s shield protecting Long Chen so he wouldn’t be disturbed by anything. If this young man were to be disturbed, it would spell trouble for him and the entire universe. For he is the hope of this universe, as well as the hope that this universe may evolve and advance onto a higher path. BOOOOOMMMMM…

My skin tightens hard enough that my breath catches. Thank you for freeing them, little Queen. Oud. Black saffron. Old incense that clings long after the fire’s gone cold. Now they belong to me. Three hundred people who were breathing their own air one heartbeat ago stop breathing at once. Then their heads turn toward me. Among them is the boy I freed first. His hands are still at his throat. His eyes are cobalt. All of them watching.

Heavenly level 9, Heavenly level 10. The upgrade of his Body was done. Now, it was his Mind’s turn. Heavenly level 2, Heavenly level 3... Heavenly level 9, Heavenly level 10. When his Body and Mind reached Heavenly level 10, David felt his body shake as if he had reached some critical point. So, he quickly turned on the system and focused on the combat column. [Combat: partial Origin Realm (partial Almighty)] When he saw his combat, David showed a smile.

Dahlia ~ "Breathe, Dahlia, yes Just like that take deep breaths your majesty." The healer's voice sounded very distant as though it was from a dream. I gritted my teeth and nodded as sweat beaded on my forehead. I dug my fingers into the side of the birthing bed for support. “Breathe—” she was saying. "I am trying to breath for heaven's sake," I snapped, pain mixed with anger crushed my body. Sienna's laugh suddenly echoed from nearby. "Jeez, You will bring down the roof with your screams, sister."

"Your hands are a gift from the heavens!" And so, he started his daily ritual of praising me in a new way every day, his accent heavy but his eyes always sincere. I set down my tweezers, picked up my croissant and took a bite, the flaky pastry crumbling without much effort. "Thank you, Steven. You've become much better at praising me than yesterday!" His azure eyes lit up and he nodded enthusiastically, not realizing that I was teasing him. From under his arm, he pulled out the newest edition of an international business magazine. Flipping to a specific page, he offered it to me, visibly excited.

I’m breathing quicker too, feeling like I could wrestle a fucking ox to the ground. The ‘Lord’s Blessing’ becomes a hell of a lot more potent when you shoot up this way, in a group of three, speaking the proper words. It kicks in quick, and it kicks like a mule the day after, worse than any hangover I’ve had. Right now we need it though. Even three on one, we stand zero chance against Christian without it.