Breathless Ana Novels & Stories

He stopped breathing and could almost hear his heart beating right next to his ear. "No way!" Noah breathed out in disbelief as his hand which was on Darius's shoulder, dropped down to his side. Anastasia was having difficulties in breathing. She was having a hard time taming her panics. So many eyes, so many eyes looking at her, she was hating the feeling. Moreover she was not comfortable in such a revealing, short yet gorgeous dress. One more thing which was making her heart crazily. Someone's burning gaze. The look was so intense that it was flaming her nervousness and anxiety more, which was not good. But she couldn't find whose gaze it was.

Sean could be heard taking a sharp breath and exhaling it through his clenched teeth. “Damned! Ana you’re-so-good.” He suppresses all the syllables as he says it; I’m drunk on this sensation, my head spinning with passion as it spins me in its rushing vortex. “Fassssteerr ppleeasee...” I said in the middle of my gasping breath. “With my pleasure, honey.”

Struggling to breathe, she grabbed Laran’s shirt and tugged at him for help. “I can’t breathe!” She cried as tears rolled down her flushed cheeks. “She’s having a panic attack!” Laran called out. “Damn it, Gideon! Call Rinc!” Leena felt like she was going to die as she fought for air. She didn’t know whether it would be her heart or the monster in front of her that would take her life.

I can’t breathe… What the fuck is wrong with me?!?!? One sharp intake of breath into my body feels like a hundred knives stabbing me in my chest… And then everything goes dark..

“You’re just trying to get out of this. Keep fanning.” “No, I’m serious…” Red welts were already forming on my arms where I’d been closest to Queeneth. My skin burned and itched. “I can’t breathe—” “Stop being dramatic, Rhea.” Camilla’s voice was sharp, dismissive. “You’re not going anywhere.” The gym started to blur at the edges. My chest felt tight, like someone was sitting on it, crushing the air from my lungs. I could feel my airways constricting, each breath harder and more desperate than the last.

What the fucking fate is this! “I don’t know!” Alora’s voice trembled, her grip tightening around our daughter as her eyes frantically searched mine, as if I’d have the answer. “She’s… she’s not breathing right. It’s like she can’t get enough air.” Nevaeh was beginning to claw at Alora’s shoulder, her tiny hands grasping at nothing as her mouth opened and closed, desperate for air. Tears I was holding back stinged my eyes because my daughter was struggling to breath and I don’t know what to do.

Daphne's POV I couldn’t breathe. Not really. Not in the way a person was supposed to — deep and steady, from the belly and up through the lungs. I was breathing in shallow gulps, like someone whose head had been pushed just beneath the surface of water. Like someone barely hanging on.

The knowledge that bleeding is just a clock you can see. LUS is quieter when it speaks. Hand tremor detected. “I noticed.” Would you like a breathing prompt? “No.” A pause. Breathing prompt initiated. “LUS.” Inhale four counts. Hold two. Exhale six. “I said no.” You complied anyway. Maya does, because apparently betrayal and respiratory regulation can coexist. Denise watches her for a second, then says, “Good recovery.” Maya looks down at the fake leg. “Tell that to Captain Calf.”

𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀 I couldn’t breathe. The air came in too short. Too fast. My hands were braced against the bathroom sink as I tried to pull air into my lungs, but it felt like something was tightening around my chest from the inside. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. I repeated the word in my head, but my body wouldn’t obey.

Everyone holds their breath. “Nothing! Carter, give me a dose of adrenaline!” The medic, Carter, immediately rummages through his bag. As this happens, I kneel down and take a moment to breathe. I’m confused by what’s happening to me. My chest tightens with pain, but it’s not unbearable.