Breath Novel Novels & Stories

Now, all that lingered were whispers of a life she may never reclaim. The car gradually came to a halt as they neared the entrance of a secluded driveway, anticipation hanging in the air. Catalina’s breath hitched as she beheld the mansion looming against the darkened sky. It stood like a sentinel, its intricate iron gates and formidable stone walls exuding an aura of strength and foreboding. The car glided forward, tires whispering against the gravel as the gates creaked open, revealing a world filled with unspoken promises. As the car came to a halt, the man next to her clasped her arm—not with aggression, but with a steady grip that conveyed the futility of defiance. She faltered a bit as

His breathing changes. It's subtle. Controlled. The specific small shift of a man who's registered something and is trying not to show it, almost succeeding. The "almost" is in a single breath that's not quite the working breath, not quite the steady rhythm from before. One breath with a different quality, a depth that wasn't there a moment ago. He doesn't look up. I don't look up.

It was haunting her. She felt light through the curtains of her eyelids. Slowly she opened her eyes and blinked down. Light. There was light and just like that she was able to breathe again as Catherine took in a shaky breath. It was forced and small but the burning of her lungs eased a little. "Just like that. Breath in and out." The person who was holding her was guiding her to breath and she followed him. It was working, she could finally breathe again. "You're doing good." That deep voice was familiar. Where she had heard it, her eyes widened slightly when she recalled who the person was.

I inhaled the fresh sweet of the garden with my eyes shut and breathed it out. I brought out a novel from my hand bag which I bought from a bookstore last week. The name of the novel was In His World written by an author named Russell. I was really enjoying the book, the book was about a weird prince called Chad and a woman named Amelia, it wasn't just a normal romance novel, it was filled with a lot of thrillers and interesting plot twists. The book was slow burn, In the current chapter I was in Prince Chad and Amelia had just started to get along with each other and this made me happy, but I was also very curious about the ending of the book, whether Prince Chad and Amelia would later fall

Because like any other small town, the gossip was inevitable since there was only so much that you can do in the peaceful little seaside town. Less than an hour later they were done with shopping at Novelty, Hazel picked two picture books with princess-themed stories, Gage got himself some thriller and mysteries books, while Bree was true to her words when she picked out some steamy books with BDSM plots all twisted into a mini series, yup, she didn't just get one. She put three in their basket. Gage raised his brow when he saw it, but Bree smiled sweetly at Gage which then made the young man at the register quickly scanned the barcode so he can put the smut books into the bag. The lanky tee

My face in the light of a room that had chosen what to believe. I breathed in. Out. And for the first time in two years, the breath came and went without effort, without management, without the careful controlled technique of someone holding something together. Just breath. Just the room. Just me.

-Skylar- Suddenly, the pain stopped and everything around me looked completely different. Not in the sense that I was in a new environment, the way I was seeing everything was different. It was like I had a new pair of eyes; everything was much sharper. My nose filled with the most beautiful scent, cinnamon, my nose followed the scent, landing on Aspen. I looked at him, only to see him looking at me with complete and utter shock. I tried to get out some words, wanting to ask what was wrong, but nothing came out apart from a howl. Why was I howling?

A moment later, he pressed his nose against my neck and took a deep breath in, breathing in my scent the way he always does. Another sound of pure relief slips past his lips as he exhales. A second later, he pressed his nose firmly against his favorite spot on my neck and took a deep breath, inhaling my scent the way he always does.

Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five She was fine. Lila was fine. She was going to be fine. Opening her eyes again, Lila, without feeling anything, the void in her chest large and deep, consuming all that she was, lifted up the sheet of paper and placed it within the flames, ho

His breath wafts against her ear turning her skin hot despite the cold air. What a vulnerable position she was caught in. Trapped in a stranger's arms, hands bound, mouth sealed, with darkness and loneliness surrounding the entire place. Emma's breathing became uneven. Chest rising and falling in an unusual rhythm. She skipped a breath when his palm moved gradually onto her waist and squeezed it lightly.