Breathless Ana Novels & Stories

I stood up and held his hand in a tight grip as I asked", what do you think the problem is with my mate? The doctor looked at me for permission before he could say anything, Loosen my grip on his arm and allowed him to rub it as he nodded and continued," I think she has a severe case of anxiety. It affects her breathing and she needs therapy for it and good anti-relaxants to help. I scoffed at his suggestion and said"All you did was listen to her heartbeat. Dr Gavin didn't even flinch under my gave as he replied" Exactly. Her breathing is so unlike anything I've ever heard.

In the way Ana was doing her work, showing no empathy to Iris. The cold water touched her dry throat. She didn’t have a sip of water for almost two days. The water's cold sensation was heaven for her body which was shaking badly in fear. Ana put the glass down. “Look at my breathing, take deep breaths,” as she instructed Iris. She followed Ana’s breathing rhythm. “I am not… go-going to that.” The raw fear was present in her hazel eyes. Ana didn’t say anything, looking at her situation right now.

He rests his forehead against hers and she nods, “You know now. That’s how it feels when I can’t catch my breath, and I panic if you don’t notice what I’m trying to say when I can’t speak. It’s not every orgasm, you know that. But the harder I come, the harder it is for me to breathe afterwards. Or so it seems. I only have you to blame for my orgasms, so…” She smirks, “Maybe, just breathe for me every time I come, for safety.” He grins and nods,

At the last step, I grip the railing of the porch and feel a dizzying wave a panic sweep over me at the thought of taking another step closer to those trees. I can't do it. I won't. I turn and race back inside the cabin, slamming the door behind me. My breathing is coming so fast, I can't seem to stop gasping for air. I feel like I'm dying, like I'm going to pass out because I'm suffocating. The door opens and Ryan's rough voice penetrates the fog around my head. "You're OK, Ana. Look at me." I turn to look at the one blue eye behind the mask. His hands grip my shoulders gently.

The air inside his chest seemed to have been sucked out by him, Sweet Pea was breathing hard, her cheeks were not sure whether because of lack of oxygen or because of being kissed by him, but Sweet Pea couldn't stand it anymore. With both hands pounding on his chest, Brene Brian was clearly still unsatisfied, but fortunately he still had a bit of humanity left, letting her go, Sweet Pea was freed, hastily sniffed to In contrast, Brene Brian was beside her, her breathing was very calm, her face was not red, her heart was not beating fast, her eyes were cold.

Love can hit you when you least expect it. It could be a soft easy wind that caresses you and gets stronger over time till it absorbs into your body and heart. Other times it can hit you like a gale-force wind and take every breath you will ever have, and breathe life into the person who took it in the first place. Laken stole my breath. She was my gale-force wind, and I will gladly give her every breath I have just to keep her safe, alive, and mine. If I have to live without her then I don’t want my breath. I don’t want anything but her. I will go to hell and back to get her from the grips of death.

Being near him during the heat is a nightmare. It surprises me that I’m still standing at all, even after minutes of heat clawing through me and breathing in his scent. “No.” My voice cracks as I stumble back, shaking my head. “No, I don’t need you. I’ll manage. I’ll—” “You’ll collapse,” he cuts in, tone sharp, matter-of-fact. “Your body’s already giving in. How long do you think you can hold on?” My knees threaten to buckle. He’s right, damn it. I can barely breathe—every inhale is a fight. My skin burns, my vision swims, and my body screams for something I refuse to give.

He needed to confirm it first before he decided to let his guard down. "What's wrong with you?" "My head hurts." Krystal stammered. Lorenzo rubbed his face angrily, then he decided to carry Krystal out of the car. Krystal who was a little surprised at first and wanted to push Lorenzo's body away from her decided to cancel it because right now she really needed him to take her out of the cramped car so that she could breathe fresh air outside. But Lorenzo's strong scent only made the dizziness worse until she felt nauseous.

She was hyperventilating. "Breathe, Bella." She couldn't seem to pass air into her lungs. She grabbed her throat. She was choking. On what?! Her body tingled crazily, her hair follicles throbbed and her feet felt like lead. She couldn't breathe, but she felt alive. And that scared the pee out of her. Her eyes darted up to his, silently begging for help. His forehead dropped to hers, "Baby, breathe." He whispered again. Her eyes flared, 'I don't know how!', she would have yelled out if she could. He smiled,

Maybe I would have found Micha. I hadn’t realised that I was hyperventilating until Alyse pulled me back to reality. I was standing between her and Hina with my hands on either side of my face. Breathing was nearly impossible, I felt like my lungs had completely closed over. The pain in my chest was astounding. It felt like my heart was being torn from my chest and my lungs were dipped in Aconite. “Shh now, calm down Nae. You need to breathe” Alyse was calling to me, her hands rubbing in circles on my chest.