Breath Novel Novels & Stories

The burn is immediate. It starts in my vein, a white-hot fire that races up my arm and spreads across my chest like wildfire. I gasp. My back arches. Every nerve in my body lights up at once, screaming, poison, poison, poison. But I don't scream. I bite my lip until it bleeds. I dig my nails into my palms. I stare at the ceiling and count the cracks in the stone and refuse, refuse, to give him the satisfaction of hearing me break.

I did not say anything during the entire thing and just watched her quietly as she put on her show. I wanted to know just how sincere she was during our seven years of friendship. By the looks of it, I was too naive and mistook this venomous viper for a harmless pet. That was why I ended up dying so tragically in the previous cycle. “That’s fine. If you can’t help me, someone else will.” I did not stop smiling and dialed a number. The moment the call went through, the person on the other end asked anxiously, “Miss Nelson, have you managed to contact Joy?”

Only her tears and gasping sounded in the chilly night air. "Breathe." He leaned in and scooped her up into his arms. Her frame was so cold in his arms, "Breathe for me, princess." His arms encircled her back, and he squeezed tightly. He felt her take slower, deeper breaths, and finally, she was breathing normally. He smiled slightly and leaned his head against hers, her warm vanilla scent filling his nose. Something about it calmed his raging soul, calmed the war that constantly waged in his mind daily.

Susan 's POV: Startled by the vivid dream, I'm abruptly jolted awake. The dampness between my legs serves as a tangible reminder of how my body responds to these forbidden fantasies. I can't shake his face from my mind—those captivating eyes, those lips that brought both pleasures and torment to my senses. "This is sheer madness," I whisper in despair, seeking solace in reciting the Lord's prayer. Waking up repeatedly due to these haunting dreams has become exhausting, and I long for a reprieve.

Cassie dismissed herself, managing to sound apologetic. I was in so much disbelief, that I could feel the soft air coming in through the door as it blew against the basement of my mouth, reminding me that I still had my mouth left open. I closed it. Tried to draw in a deep breath over the shared pain in my chest before exhaling painfully. “My business is my—” I paused, realizing I was finally at the bridge.

The breathing on the other end suddenly stopped. "So don't you dare say another disgusting word about me coming back to you." The words struck like a dagger, piercing what was left of his failing heart. A muffled thud came from the other end of the line, as if something had been knocked over. Then came the sound of ragged, frantic gasping. I heard Lydia's voice shriek in the background. "Somebody get the doctor!" I ended the call. From that moment on, I lived only for myself.

I wasn’t breathing anymore. My lips had gone cold, pale, the color drained from me until I looked like a porcelain doll someone had left behind. Nina asked the doctors to keep my body in the morgue. Following the voice message I’d left her, she didn’t make many arrangements—she just quietly walked away. The cold swallowed me whole. Darkness closed in. Yet somehow, I could still see. Still hear. Across the city, thunder cracked open the night. Susan whimpered into his chest, her body trembling prettily.

he glared, I could see how agitated he was. While I was looking at that my wolf sudden stirred. ‘What is it?’ he didn’t answer but I was happy to feel him so alive. It had been a long while since I last felt him that way. the door to the study opened and a scent hit me. It was so intoxicating like a drug I was addicted to. I found myself on my feet looking at the door waiting eagerly for the source of the scent. The beta walked and I looked behind him. when she came to view. It didn’t know what happened. “What the fuck are you doing!”

You can hear their heavy breathing mingling with that one weird noise that causes you press your hand hard against your mouth. If they don't stop soon. You'll be left with no choice but to kick Zale in between his legs and make a sprint for it. "Hyung." Zale chuckles at his brother, completely aware of your current state. He smirks lightly. "Guys stop, you're making my baby uncomfortable right now."He drawls, and your breath hitches. Piece said, Xel draws back from Lisa; Eyes foggy, hair hotly disbelieved and lips plump and shiny from all the kissing. Lisa's no expection.

The images cling to the corners of my vision refusing to fade. The air feels thick, pressing down on me, choking me as if it wasn’t quite real, hands trembling uncontrollably. “Breathe Tish, inhale, hold exhale.” I hear Kim’s gentle voice guiding me. My breaths come shallow, jagged at first, like I am learning to breathe again slowly. I loosen my grip on the mattress, willing my pulse to slow down. Eyes closed, I breathe in the faint scent of rain filtering through the small cracked window, mixing with the stale air of the room. “Breathe in and out.”