All Thunder Breathing Forms Novels & Stories

His breathing became shallow for a moment before rage took over the depression. With one swift movement blood poured out of the man’s disembodied head, it flopping to the ground along with the body. Liam looked up at the sky, a roar echoing through the trees.

Andrius roared at the sky, his eyes full of determination and courage. It was just going against the heavens. There was nothing to fear. Just as he spoke... Rumble! The first thunderbolt, which had been brewing for a long time, fell toward him. The somber gray sky that had been silent for a long time flashed with a grim crack, and the purple divine thunder struck Andrius precisely. The moment the thunder fell, Andrius shouted, “Rise! Dragon Elephant Form!” Countless ripples suddenly floated around his body. It was the manifestation of his inner energy reaching its limit.

BILLIE “Does he have an allergy?” I ask Tristan, bending over Thorne. “No, it’s…he has episodes. I have to get his foster brother. Wait with him.” He goes back inside. I get down on my knees in the alley, ignoring the rocks rubbing against my skin. I take both of Thorne’s hands gently in my own. He still has his eyes shut, his light brown hair falling in his face. I have to get his breathing regulated. “Hey, hey, Thorne,” I say, and his eyes snap open. They’re glowing an eerie bright green, but I remain calm. He’s still gasping. “Thorne, breathe with me, okay? In…and out. In…and out.” I do it until he finally falls in with my pattern, and the gasping calms down. Then I start a grounding exer

Then he started to panic. He looks around but cannot find anything despite the thunder and lightning flashes outside. Everything is jet black, and the only noise coming out of his mouth is a gasp that does not seem like one. The air around him suddenly feels thick and heavy, pressing down on his chest making breathing almost impossible and he can’t see a thing.

"Sapphire," I opened my mouth to speak but I couldn't find my voice. I clutched my throat with tears in my eyes. My throat was dry. I couldn't feel any vocal cords inside me. My heartbeat accelerated and cold sweat broke on the surface of my skin. "Sapphire, listen…" the voice trailed off. The once warm breeze became boiling hot, like a fire tornado was spinning close by and making the air dense. The wind scorched my skin and it was too hard to breathe. I fell to my knees, still clutching my throat. I was being cooked alive and my lungs were choked.

His chest vibrates against my spine—bone‑deep. Her breath stutters. “Breathe with me,” I murmur, leaning closer so my mouth is near her ear. “In, out. Just follow me.” I draw in a slow breath, exaggerating the sound so she can hear it over the thundering of her own heart. Hold. Let it go, long and controlled. Her chest tries to match mine, stuttering at first, then catching a fraction of my rhythm. “That’s it,” I whisper. “Good girl.”

“Breathe.” “I am breathing.” “Through your teeth. You do that when you’re freaking out.”

“Taking me so deep. So flexible. Made for this.” She could barely speak, only broken moans and gasps. His hands pinned her thighs to his chest, thumbs stroking the sensitive skin behind her knees while he pounded into her, rhythmic, relentless, the wet slap of their bodies echoing off the mirrors. “Tantric breath,” he reminded her. “In… hold… out slow. Feel every inch.” She tried, inhaling as he bottomed out, holding the breath while he ground circles against her cervix, exhaling long and shaky as he dragged back almost to the tip. The controlled breathing intensified everything: the stretch, the fullness, the building pressure low in her belly.

I hear thunder before a flash of lightning strikes across the sky causing me to jump in fright. My breaths begin to come out in slow harsh pants and before I know it I am full-blown hyperventilating. I can feel my throat and mouth getting dry when I hear a voice yelling out in the distance and I make it out to be Aiden's. ' Muffin,' he yells his footsteps drawing closer as he quickly pulls my quivering body into his chest gripping my chin to look at him in the eyes saying,' Breathe, I need you to breathe.'