Breathless Netflix Novels & Stories

“She acted the part. I almost missed that.” Britney said, “Someone who’s asleep will eventually slow down in their breathing. Her chest is rising and falling quite excessively. Not to mention that her hands are still curled into fists.”

“Your sister-in-law staged her own kidnapping.” Brianna never imagined she could experience something that could be described as a moment between life and death, but she did as she staggered back and leaned against the wall, letting out a huge breath of air without replacing it, and when she finally realised that she could not breathe, she greedily breathed in and out over and again until she felt her breathing stabilising again. She shook her head. “You are lying,” she said, the words stale in her mouth.

Maddox and Laila both stop to look at the screen, as Maddox says. " What the Fuck, man?' I don't answer as I stare at my picture still on the news. I finally whisper in a panicked voice. "They're coming to arrest me?" Feeling the panic in my voice as my heart begins to beat faster. I begin to hyperventilate, and my breathing becomes shallow. I feel as though I cannot breathe, fuck It hurts to breathe......I can't breathe..... I can hear Laila; she almost sounds as though she is underwater. I hear her calling out my name, but I can't answer.

Trying to find that little girl who curled up to die at eleven years old, much like this, and pushing her to stop … just stop Camilla. Breathe. Except how can I breathe when my oxygen is gone? Snubbed out and taken from me before I really got to see if there was more for us than this. I’ll never breathe again if he doesn’t come back to me. I will lie down and go with him. He promised me. HE PROMISED ME!!!

Jeff watches her having trouble breathing. "It's okay. Just take a deep breath. Follow my breathing pattern and everything will be alright." Jonathan assisted her as he took a deep breath. Jonathan noticed her attempt to take a deep breath. Her breath is too shallow like she's having a panic attack. "Are you also having a chest pain?" Jonathan asks, and she nods. "Just take a deep breath, okay?" Katherine followed his instructions as tears started to fall out of her eyes. "Why this happened to us?" She sobs as she continues to take a deep breath. "I wanna give up but I don't wanna die as well. I wanna escape from this hellhole. God, I don't know what to do."

My breaths become shallow, my lungs straining as I try to inhale, but it’s as though the air won’t reach them. I gather what strength I have and push him, but my effort is weak. My body stumbles, the world spinning around me, but before I can fall, Ronan catches me. “Lisa!” His voice sounds distant, far too low for me to make out clearly. “Lisa, what’s wrong?” His tone is filled with concern, but it’s hard for me to respond. “I can’t breathe,” I manage to stammer, each word a struggle. My vision blurs, little black spots dancing at the edges of my sight. “I think… I think I’m going to die,” I whisper, tears rolling down my cheeks.

Since I learned, within hours of arriving, that I was collateral against a debt I had never signed for. I have been breathing shallowly for ten days. I have been taking in only as much air as I needed to stay upright, to keep my hands steady on the deeds, to meet Domenico's eyes across the dinner table without flinching. Now I breathe deep, and the air tastes like rain and ozone and the salt of my own skin, and I let it fill my lungs until my ribs ache.

In Delhi Aditya was dreaming of a girl wearing blue saree making him smile but the scene changes to a burning house and two dead bodies then a girl appears beside him wearing white frock. He opened his eyes and gets up from the bed then went to the window and stares at the moon, he reminisces some words ``We want or we don't want, we accept it or we deny it but our fates tie us together.' 'Anger and hatred can make people think that they won't be able to see the truth.'

I pick my wristwatch and strap it on, I don't bother with necklace since I already ties the bow. I'm nearly out again when I remember, I didn't take my fucking purse. I hope today goes well. As I step outside, I feel a cool breeze brush past my cheeks, and I take a deep breath of the fresh morning air. The sun is just starting to rise, casting a warm golden glow across the city. I hail a cab, giving the driver the address of D.B. Group. The taxi weaves through the busy streets, I can feel my nerves intensifying. I take deep breaths, trying to calm myself down and focus on the task ahead. I look out the window, taking in the cityscape as it flies by.

“Time of death 11:59pm,”The old doctor gulped loudly as he started those.“No!” A young girl barged into the ER, she didn't mind that she was covered in blood and dirt. “She’s not dead, try again.”“I’m sorry there’s nothing we can do your friend was….” “No..no you’re a doctor, it’s your job to save people so save her.” Her words were firm just as her hold on the doctor’s arm.The old man took a deep breath before going to continue. “time of death 11:59pm…”“Liar Tessy can’t die,” she limped to her friends side. “You’re not dead, you can’t die.”“Bethany,” a voice, deep, a little raspy called out to her. “She’s gone let the doctors do their job.”Bethany looked at her brother Caleb with resentment