Breathless 2012 Novels & Stories

Kaelen slowly lifted his head, his eyes burning an absolute crimson. Matt’s pupils dilated in horror. Before he could even attempt to pull back, Kaelen’s hand clamped tightly around his throat, hoisting him into the air like a defenseless chick. “Kill me?” Kaelen sneered, a mocking smile appearing on his face. “You think you’re worthy?” Kaelen violently grabbed Matt’s right arm, unleashing a suffocating wave of Alpha aura that left everyone in the room gasping for breath. In the next heartbeat, he ripped the dagger away and plunged it directly through Matt’s throat.

The coldness of the air from the outside enters the room and secures a creepy feeling on their skin giving them freakish goosebumps. Their attention was caught by the madness of the wind which make their eyes wide and their lips sealed in panic. For a moment, stillness breaks their conversation and filled the room with seeming drops of thin rain. Dave gets up from his sit to shut the windows but a big black bird stops his feet from walking. His feet were frozen for a minute when this 6- foot high black enormous crow appeared in the window giving them a devilish look from its red velvet eyes. Its stare can pierce the drops of rain and winning a fight from this weird creature would be impossib

BASH The tension in the room was palpable. Colton stood across from me, a smug grin playing on his lips as he held Hana captive. Her eyes met mine, filled with a mix of fear and determination. I looked for any visible wounds on her body. I swear if he touched her, I'd make Colton's death ten times more painful. I'll do the same even if he doesn't touch her. Hana looked terrified. Her eyes filled with unshed tears find mine. She would have pressed her knuckles to her eyes if her hands weren't tied. That must have hurt. She has no pain threshold when it comes to physical wounds. Emotionally, she fought many battles. Her wrists will have marks from that rope and I imagined choking Colton's neck

I cry getting to my feet. I feel dizzy, I feel like I can’t breathe. I clutch my throat but there’s no air coming in. It feels like I’m suffocating. Like Silas’s hands are round my throat even now and he’s squeezing every last bit of air out of my lungs. “Breathe, Rosalie.” Layla says but I can’t. I can’t breathe. I’m falling. I’m blacking out. My fear is overwhelming me, and I see the carpet racing up to meet me as I pass out.

I struggle to breathe but there is no chance of me getting away. This man is going to kill me. I didn’t expect one little thing I do will get him this upset. My eyes roll to the back of my head, as it gets harder to breathe. It's getting difficult to keep my eyes open and my throat is burning from the pressure, I can feel my soul about to slip from my body. My lungs aren't able to take in any air, and my eyelids drop of their own accord, darkness surrounding me. I can't believe this is how I'm going to die; in his hands. Just as I'm giving up hope, the pressure on my neck is suddenly removed and I land on the floor, the chair still tied to me, it backed me up like a shield that can’t just be

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

My breath becomes shallow, like short pants. Looking for help, my eyes dart around for anyone who I can call, but I can’t find anyone who is paying attention to me. A part of me is happy no one is noticing, but another part of me which is screaming for someone to save me can’t believe no one is watching. My breath hitches when Trevor’s moist lips graze the bottom of my earlobe and he whispers, “I don’t think so.”

No one can. I am thrashing, fighting for my life, but nothing is working. Where is everyone? I'm dying and this is the end for me. Bubbles coming out of my mouth and I can't do anything to save myself. I'm losing oxygen. "Victoria!" I hear a light voice. My shoulders start shaking. "Victoria!" It's getting louder. "VICTORIA!" It's so loud. My eyes shoot open and let out a loud gasp, I want to sit up but something is holding me down.

JORDAN The door creaks open. Voices spill into the bathroom—louder, closer. My entire body jerks. He doesn’t speak, doesn’t move. And I—I can’t breathe. My heart slams against my ribs as the men enter, laughing, dragging the reek of cigarette smoke and sweat with them. I press myself tighter against Alaric’s chest, trying to disappear. I expect him to push me away, maybe toss some smug comment at me, or reveal me just to watch me squirm. But he doesn’t.

Breathless. Liam turned his head, fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. But we both understood there was nothing we could do at that moment. This was what defeat felt like. Alven lay still, his face drained of color. I couldn't jextapose if he was unconscious or had completely shut down,maybe dead. Ronan stood, brushing off his clothing. "Now, that was quite entertaining," he mused. "But we need to address the main issue."