Breathless Ana Novels & Stories

The kind of breath someone took before recounting a disaster. Anana’s smile faded slightly. “…Anastasia.” Anastasia’s shoulders slumped. Then she released the breath in one long exhale. “Well…”

"I…. I….ca…can't…. breath." She said, taking an unsteady breath. After seeing Anaaya's face turning cold and breathing heavily, Haider quickly grabbed Zaviyaar and, with a jerk, he pulled him away from Anaaya. Anaaya put her hand on her throat, leaning against the wall, and went on sitting on the floor. Taking deep breaths, she steadied her breathing. Her eyes turned teary as she felt the pain arising in her throat. She wasn't expecting that Zaviyaar could do this.

i said gasping again for air. "Calm down first, You're experiencing Hyperventilation which can be triggered to emotional stress" he explained. Why is he lecturing meee? I can't breathe for fuck's sake. "Hyperventilation is When there is an imbalance in breathing I oxygen and breathing out carbon dioxide causing fast breathing based on Sullivan 2019" he continued his lesson and just what the heckkk!? "First Aid: 1. Briefly try certain breathing exercises. Using a paper bag and breathing into it is not recommended.

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.

I was slowly losing breath, hyperventilating. "Breathe, Annalisa," Alexander's voice was filled with concern as he tried to calm me. He stood up from where he was crouching and took cautious steps towards me, but I took three steps away from him "I know you're trying to process all I've said, and you might find it hard to believe, but right now. . .I just want you to breathe."

He turned looking at the girl and he could hear her taking deep breaths. “Ohhh… oh… No I do not have my phone and I have severe claustrophobia. I think… I’m not able to breathe.” The girl took deep breaths patting her chest and Ethan instantly walked closer to the girl patting her back.

Like it had slipped past her defenses without permission. Lena didn’t react the way Bella expected. No shock. No pity. No sudden shift in tone. Just understanding. “Oh,” Lena said simply. Then, after a beat: “That explains the whole ‘trust issues with breathing’ vibe.” Bella let out a short, unwilling breath that might’ve been a laugh if it had more air in it. “Is that your professional diagnosis?” “Absolutely,” Lena said. “I’ve seen it before. Less dramatic, though. You’re kind of top tier.”

She screamed as the chloroform rag covered her mouth and his body pinned her arms behind her. “Ann, listen to me. Hold your breath and don't fucking breathe!" Marcus yelled urgently. “Just give up; she can't fight it. It'll soon overpower her," the man mocked. Ann jerked her head and mumbled words no one could understand. She was trying to tell Marcus she wouldn't be able to hold her breath forever; she had to give up sooner or later. Her body thrashed frantically as she struggled to hold her breath. The man observed Ann's struggle with the napkin and scoffed. "Even if it takes forever, you'll have to inhale eventually," he remarked as he saw her chest rising and falling rapidly.

Anna POV I can’t breathe. The arm around my neck is too tight, and I can’t answer the questions that the man behind me asked while he’s suffocating me. The edges of my vision start to darken, and I’m sure that I’m going to pass out. But then the arm releases me as quickly as it grabbed me. My lungs fill with much-needed air, and my body gives out. However, I don’t fall. Instead, I’m grabbed by my shirt collar and hauled into a standing position that’s only slightly more comfortable than being strangled.

Brianna asked absentmindedly. She did not look anywhere else than the worried face of the man right in front of her. Brianna smiled faintly. Then she closed her eyes, leaning her head on the backrest of her seat. She inhaled deeply, and as she exhaled the air, she breathed all out. Another deep inhale followed. Then her breath outs became a blow of air as if she was trying to release whatever difficulties were inside her heart. “Anna…?”