Audible Wheezing Novels & Stories

she wheezed, her voice broken, her eyes barely open as they lifted to meet mine. “Ashley.” I dropped to my knees beside her, the cold floor pressing through my jeans. Her body trembled faintly under my touch, her fingers clawing weakly at her chest. Her breathing…Fuck. It was shallow. Strained. Each breath came out uneven, like her lungs were fighting for air. “Ash,” I said sharply, lifting her slightly, my hand cradling the back of her head. “Hey… hey.” Her eyes barely stayed open, unfocused, her lashes fluttering weakly. Her lips parted as she struggled to drag in air, each breath catching halfway.

He stood up trying to balance, I made him lie down immediately. "Don't even try it." He kept coughing up, blood mixed inside his mouth. He kept coughing, the coughing became harder each second. Soon, he started wheezing. I panicked watching him as he coughed up blood, his lips turned blue and his fingers started to lose feeling. "Stay awake Dean!" I yelled frantically wiping away the sweat on his forehead, which seemed cold. His teeth started chattering, I could feel his pulse decreasing. "Shh, it's okay I'm here. Everything will be alright." I mumbled, rubbing circles on his back.

Another dramatic event is about to take place. “What’s wrong?” Klein asks, alarmed as he drops his cutleries to give her all of his attention. Jasmine is coughing seriously and it doesn’t seem like she’s faking it. Her face is all red, especially her ears and she’s sweating profusely. Klein completely loses it when she starts wheezing and struggling to breathe.

It stopped above my knee, revealing a huge amount of my straight legs. I buried myself in the book that I found at the drawing room. Each page seemed to lock my interest. It didn't take time before I dozed off and the book fell upon my face. My faint snores filled the room as I was deep asleep, until I started to hear faint wheezing sounds. Maybe it was my dream. But I wasn't dreaming. Then it should be my imagination. I tossed in my sleep, clutching the soft pillow tightly over my ears before embracing sleep, bit the wheezing sound wound stop.

That's when she heard a faint, terrifying sound. A wheeze. Harper's head snapped up, panic flooding her system instantly. "Oh my God—" She cupped his face, forcing him to look at her. "Kai, look at me. Breathe slowly—" He tried. But it came out shallow. "Feels tight..." he choked, his body trembling slightly. "Like—something's sitting on my chest—" Tears welled up in her eyes. This wasn't just a fever. "Kai... you've been running a fever," she whispered, panic creeping into her voice now. "This could be an infection—this could be spreading—"

Harsh breaths wheezing out as I stumble through the group of wolves that are just as stunned. 'No. No no. That's wrong. That's not right. How? No.' I have no breath. The wound on my head stings. I wipe at it. It stings. I can't breathe. The blood has to come off. I didn't do it. I don't know how to do that. My ear rings. The sound is so piercing, I feel it inside my brain. I cover my ears, agonizing pain tearing a soundless scream from me.

Their bodies were nearly gripped to that position and they could feel the solid pulsating of their chests, because of the wheeze of running. "Where could they be? Did you see?" They heard a voice, while Arosh was wheezing; Harry quickly covered Arosh's face, so they couldn't hear her sniffle. "Perhaps there, we should go!" said a man. Also, they felt that they were gone, Harry gradually eliminated his hand from Arosh, yet they actually didn't move and they were all the while contacting their bodies. In that position they breathed in each and every breath, which gave them an unusual inclination.

Emma followed and fixed the bed in a seating position as my arms went around his back, holding him up, trying to be as careful as possible. His eyes slowly glided open and his coughs increased. I took the napkin from my side and placed it in his palm, his hand went to his mouth and he coughed more. At the end of each cough, it had that whistling sound you get when the airways are closing up. They were coming thick and fast now as if he was struggling to get enough air. His breath came out short and in shallow bursts as his coughs began to cease. When he pulled the napkin away, I saw the few blood droplets over it and my chest squeezed tight, the doctor said this may happen in the beginning b

I was wheezing every time I tried a deep breath, and tears seemed to worsen the situation. “Shhh… I got you.” Mr. Alexander's voice whispered warmly, as he pivoted my shaking frame with his as he pulled me up. He proceeded to wrap me in his arms tightly, mumbling soothing words. I held on to him as his words overrode my father's insults.

The sudden pain blinded me a little, and I felt like I couldn’t even breathe. Now on all fours, I tilted my head to the side, trying to breathe. I managed to catch a glimpse of Taide as he folded his arms and ran a hand across his mouth, a very troubled expression on his face. I looked down at the ground and willed myself to push through and get it over with. But there was a building pressure on my joints that made me question whether I would, in fact, be able to. I wheezed, then screamed when another bone snapped. I could barely hold myself up; sweat slid down my limbs, and my breathing was a dry wheeze of pain because it felt like my chest was collapsing in on itself.