Breath Caught Novels & Stories

Calix. My breath caught in my throat as I let out a terrible cry. “NO!!”

My breath caught. “What?”

“Mothe—” My breath suddenly caught in my throat. The word I was about to say died before it could fully leave my mouth, leaving my sentence hanging awkwardly in the air. For a moment, I felt as if I had forgotten how to speak entirely. Even the act of breathing seemed difficult. Slowly, my eyes shifted toward the direction of the doorway. And there he was. My heart skipped a beat so violently that it almost hurt.

I can’t breathe. ##########

-You just have to marry me- My breath caught in my throat and my movement abruptly came to an halt.

My breath surged in my throat as I tried to speak, until I finally let out a sharp gasp. “What?”

“Breathe… now…” The doctor’s voice came, firm and steady. Althea followed. And without realizing it, Daven held his breath too. The next few moments felt impossible to put into words. Then— A cry. Sharp. Clear. It cut through every ounce of tension in the room. Daven froze. Completely. His eyes widened slightly, his breath caught in his chest, as if the world had stopped right at that moment. Althea closed her eyes, tears falling freely now. Her body weakened, but a faint smile appeared on her lips.

Trey looked shocked, and then a big smile came across his face. "It is going to be alright," Trey says, grabbing my hand and kissing it. " Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?" "Good to see you too, Ava." "I mean, you were kidnapped," I said, looking Trey up and down. "I was, and now I am not." "How?" Trey took a deep breath. "Bieve, let me go; your old boss has been arrested." "I hope Bieve has been arrested as well?" I asked, looking more intently at Trey. "She has been admitted into an institution." "Bieve is not crazy," I said, starting to get mad. "She has had a psychotic break. She was raving about how she wanted to cut your babies out of you and wear your skin." "What the fuck Trey

“Like calling your father. I’ve been hearing things about him these days, I’m sure he’d be glad to have you back.” I couldn’t breathe, something gathered in my chest, something so thick and hard that air couldn’t flow through. It seemed like my heart stopped beating for a second or two. When I felt my breath flow, I didn’t say a word, all I did was focus on breathing in and out. In Out In Out…

My breath caught in my throat, heat curling tighter in my belly. “Let me?” I blinked at him. What?