Breath Novel Novels & Stories

Ellie said controlling her breathing from the tight grip “Let go of me you son of…” “Shh” He breath down her neck, her back was to his front, her legs barely touching the ground making her Shiver down to her bone

But the Book she carried was old and the cover was kind of ratty looking, and I figured that she'd be the kind of person who would buy a new one every year or so just to help out the Books publishing industry or to show her renewed dedication to the studies or something. She walked a few steps before answering. "It was my mother's," she said simply. "Oh. . . ." I said it like I'd stepped on someone's pet turtle, squashing it under my shoe. She looked at me. "It's okay, Landon. How could you have known?" "I'm sorry I asked. . . ."

I stayed there frozen on my seat, unable to move an inch. “Breather in and breathe out. Breathe in and then breathe out….” I kept chanting those continuously until I could finally calm my nerves. “You can do this, Aiv! You’re a strong girl.” I mentally prepared myself and slowly turned my head to see the “person” staring right through the window at me with its dark ashy green eyes. I felt a chill run down my spine. It was like someone had poured icy cold water on my naked body in winter. Our eyes locked for a second,but before I could come back to my consciousness, he disappeared.

He had not been touched on the face by anyone, I thought, in a very long time. He closed his eyes. He turned his face into my palm. He stayed there. He breathed in for the count of four. He breathed out for the count of six. He did not put his hands on me. I did not put my mouth on him. I held the side of his face for the count of twenty, and he breathed against my palm, and somewhere in the second half of the count I felt his breath go out longer than it had been going in, the way a man's breath went out when a thing he had been holding finally went out with it.

Loretta looped her arm through his, giving me a smug, mocking look. Her lips curled into a small smile as she mouthed, "You lost." I just glanced at the watch. She could go ahead and smile. In a minute, she would be the one crying. Suddenly, Garrett's expression twisted, and his entire body started shaking violently. He collapsed hard onto the floor, curling up in agony. The next sight made everyone's blood run cold. Yellowish pus oozed from his sleeve, spreading fast. And then, small white maggots began writhing their way out.

FIVE DAYS EARLIER “ I stand on the last bridge of my life. Who knew Brooklyn Bridge, a bridge I always crossed through would be the bridge I fall from? I breathe in my last breath, so refreshing… The breeze blows my ebony hair and with one last step, l'll… “ “ Krystal!”

Instead, flames lick at the ceiling, black smoke roiling over them, coming ever closer. I can’t seem to catch my breath – panic is in me, and the heat – I cough, putting my face down against my arm, trying to breathe through the fabric of my pajama sleeve, trying to get a fresh breath of air – just one – I glance behind me, but the door just looks so far – Then down at Bridgette, who looks perversely peaceful on the floor, her breath coming shallowly, a light sweat building on her brow –

with a heart at the end seemed simple enough. I easily drifted off to sleep...... First, I heard the howling and I was deep in the forest, I looked down I was barefoot but the twigs and bottom of the forest didn’t seem to hurt. I was wearing the gown I tried on early today with my hair flowing in the breeze. I walked forward making my way through the trees following the howling. It was the dead of night and the moon glowed lighting my path until I came to an opening and realized I was at the waterfall where Rogan and I have spent so much time. At first, I thought it was just the light coming from the moon but then I saw two beautiful women on either side of the water both with their hands o

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My breath was too shallow. My head began to spin. He murmured, his hot breath fanning my neck. His lips are an inch away from my skin. I drew a ragged breath. He brushed his lips against the pulsing vein on my neck, and I almost stopped breathing. His arms around me tightened, crushing my body against his.