Breathing Rhyme Novels & Stories

Charlotte closed her eyes and waited for his instructions. “Take a deep breath…now hold it for 4.. 3 .. 2 ..1 and now exhale. Let’s repeat it a few times and keep your mind on your breath. Feel it fill your lungs, feel the sound it makes…” Charlotte did the breathing exercise, trying to not get distracted.

I focused on his touch- tried to focus on his touch but my breathing was too rough and I could hardly hear anything that was said. “That's it, Sara, keep breathing slowly in and out” And I listened. I breathed deeply, in through the nose and out through the mouth. I did my best to slow down but I couldn't help but think that I needed to get out of there now. “1. 2, 3,4” He counted with my breathing.

I'm having trouble breathing. The lock finally clicks open, and I leap out into the murky early morning light. I take deep, long breaths as I tightly wrap my arms around myself and press my eyes shut. What is going on with me right now? Amanda, take it slowly and steadily. You remember how to breathe through it all. Slow and consistent.

My breathing stopped. Hickeys.

Those contractions transmitted to his ears like a low-frequency vibration. Her breathing became increasingly rapid, with shorter intervals between each breath. Air flowed in and out of her nostrils and lips simultaneously, creating a rhythmic “ha—ha—ha—” sound. With each “ha,” a stream of hot air was expelled onto her chest, causing a strand of hair at the edge of her silk shirt collar to flutter.

We did not stop until I could not breathe, he pulled away "Breath Zee" urh, how does one do that again? I forgot how to breath… "Urh how do I do that again?" I ask him Niklaus laughs "Inhale count till three... one... two... three... And exhale" I follow he is instructions and I start breathing again I blush, I look down at my hands and stutter out "Thank you... For that" "Don't worry about it" I could hear the amusement in his voice.

Slowly, deliberately, I inhaled and exhaled, hoping he would mimic me. At first, there was no response. His gaze remained distant, and his chest rose and fell erratically. But I didn’t stop. “You’re doing great,” I encouraged, offering a small, reassuring smile. “Just keep trying.” Gradually, almost imperceptibly at first, his breathing began to shift. The quick, shallow gasps slowed, becoming more measured as he started to match my rhythm. I continued to guide him, keeping my tone soft and consistent. “In through your nose,” I repeated gently, drawing in a long breath. “Out through your mouth.”

The whisper of wind through the trees. And the sound. That beautiful, rhythmic sound in my ear. Ba-dump. Ba-dump. Her heart is still beating. And so I keep breathing.

“Even as your Luna, am I just paying you back by having sex with you and bearing your kids? I will always owe you everything, and what about-” He stops me from my spiral by simply putting his hand on mine. His steady warmth forces me to freeze, and my eyes meet his. He keeps my gaze as he says, “Breathe, Raina.” I follow him in the breathing pattern he shows me. Inhale for four, hold for seven, exhale for eight. Repeat. And again. And again.

Her eyes widened as she saw that the girl was chasing her breath, her eyes closed. “Sweety, look at me. Calm down okay? Look at me. Let’s breathe together okay?” She felt herself panicking, but didn’t try to show it in front of the girl. “C’mon. Breathe, baby girl. Inhale…” The girl looked at her and followed what she said. “Exhale…” They breathe in motion, not minding their surroundings. The little girl somehow managed to breathe even, but Klynne could still feel the tension on the small frame in front of her.