Breathless Ana Mga Nobela at Kwento

Panic fillеd thеir еyеs as thеir brеaths grеw shallow, еach gasp bеcoming a dеspеratе strugglе. Thеir chеsts hеavеd, but thе air rеfusеd to fill thеir lungs. Whееzing and gasping, thеy clutchеd at thеir throats, thеir facеs contorting in agony. Agnеs’s spеll had еnsnarеd thеm, rеndеring thеir vеry brеath a torturous еndеavor. It was a display of powеr and rеtribution, a rеmindеr that shе was not to bе triflеd with.

the staff said. “Malissa, can you check if she’s got a breather in there?” Hayden instructed without looking at me. His eyes her on the girl. “Huh? A what?” I asked, cluelessly. “An asthma breather. Small device like a spray…” Hayden explained quickly.

Skyla got frozen on feeling how intense his heart was, with what intensity his heart was throbbing. Through her slightly ajar mouth, Skyla was busy drawing in long breaths. The atmosphere that was earlier filled with their wet sounds and seductive moans had got tense with their loud, raggy breaths audible. While Skyla's breaths were gruffly audible because of the fear that was induced into her feeble system while Lucas' breaths were rough, tough and so frequent that Skyla was shocked as to what was happening to her. Skyla's breaths were powered by fear and Lucas' breaths were powered by anger.

“And you shouldn’t be out here alone.” The distance between them was less than ten feet now. And it showed. Elara’s lungs constricted, her breathing faltered, the ache building in her ribs. She staggered back, clutching her chest. Kael cursed, closing the space in two strides. He caught her by the shoulders, his touch sending a violent shiver through her. “Breathe,” he commanded, low and urgent. “Damn it, Elara, just breathe.” “I—I can’t when you—”

Aana's face turned red as she was having a hard time even breathing. "Please let me go… Please" She yelled and a tear rolled from her eyes. "Pearl, please look at me... Please" He whispered, cupping her face. "No... I won't take drugs...no" she yelled remembering the moment when Alexander's warrior used to inject her forcefully. Aana closed her eyes and lay down on the bed, tears were continuously falling from her and she was having a hard time breathing until his lips met with her lips. Everything in her mind stopped when she realised her presence while Aaron was giving her mouth breathing.

I said that so loudly that even myself can’t believe that it was my voice, I’m full of rage and all I see is black. He just smirk at me and I lost it when I saw that Ana is not conscious anymore, he was busy looking at her that I had the opportunity t hit him in the head that made him pass out and let go of Ana. Ana fell and I immediately went to her… I hold her body and I didn’t even notice that my tears were falling as I held her tightly… and I feel nervous as she’s not breathing. I was panicking and start giving her oxygen…. my lips on her feels different. I didn’t give up and even when I was getting out of breathe I didn’t stop…. until she was chocking and catching her breathe.

I clutch my head and an image of a big burly man runs to me in my head, but I’m covered in blood. “Little one.” I gasp and look around frantically. “Ana. What is it? Are you ok?” My chest heaves and my hands shake. I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe. “Shit. Ana, focus on me. Come on, deep breath in, and slowly out. You’re having a panic attack. Come on, breathe with me.” Zana has my face in her hands and I copy what she is doing and my heart begins to return to normal, but I’m still shaking.

Hailey*** I can’t breathe. It feels like my lungs are collapsing under the weight of everything, like I’m drowning in this cold, suffocating nightmare. My body is trembling, but it’s not from the chill in the room. The hospital air is frigid, but it’s the fear, the terror, that has a hold on me, squeezing tighter and tighter with each breath.

He said gently. "I wasn’t scared," she instantly muttered. Her breath had seized and it was an effort as she parted her lips, filling in air through her lungs. Anika looked away, ashamed she'd been totally terrified. She should have felt relieve by now. The fight was over. Nobody was fighting again. Why couldn’t she still breathe fine? Her chest tightened painfully. No. Not now! Her fingers trembled as she remembered she didn't have her pills with her. She tried again to take a deep breath, it didn’t work. The harder she tried, the less air seemed to enter her lungs. The sounds around her became distant. Her own heartbeat thundered in her ears.

Andrea’s blood run cold and her expression harden, she felt her breath hitch, she couldn’t breathe. “Miss Morgan…you’re hyperventilating, try to breathe” Kent urged but her whole world seems to be spinning. ---------