Novel & Cerita Breathless Synonym

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.

His breathing grew faster, shallow, and almost desperate. “This can’t be true.”

And… I can’t breathe either.

My breath came shallow and sharp, each inhale scraping. “Easy.” Kaden’s voice. Right there. Close. His hand was already on my back, solid and grounding, fingers splayed like he was anchoring me to the present by force. “You do not get points for bravery,” he added quietly. “I was not trying to be brave,” I muttered. “I was trying not to drown in my own ribs.” Kael snorted from somewhere nearby. “That checks out.” I forced my breathing to slow. In. Out. The hum settled with it, coiling tighter, denser. Waiting.

I was having a hard time breathing, it was unknown to me, whether it was my restlessness or fear of her words coming true. "Yes, but your absence can, can't it?" She asked, a sinister smile took upon her lips, "They say, someone's absence is what puts all of our mistakes right in front of our eyes and do you think he will be able to overlook all of it when deep down, even you are aware of the truth that he is willing to give up everything for you?" My breathing got caught in my throat. My lungs were not willing to support my body anymore. The air felt heavy like a stone and worst of all, I didn't even want to breathe, I just wanted to disappear and never feel again— Dying seemed like a bette

Two contrasting gazes met, and now is not the time to harmonize. She gasped for air as something heavy ran over her chest making her breathe in difficulty. Alexandra heard a man’s voice fainted by ousting consciousness.

I didn't even care to dwell on his hateful words because I was too busy struggling to catch my breath, coughing and dragging in deep breaths in a bid to greedily get as much air as possible after being deprived of it for a while. I leaned against the wall and started to frantically rub my chest, all while still coughing and gasping like I’d ran a marathon or something. “Shit, Scarlett! What the hell are you doing on the floor like that? Are you okay!?” I felt Blake’s arms lifting me off the floor gently before I even heard his worried voice. “Breathe, sweetheart, breathe,” he was doing slow controlled breathing motions now and i imitated him because my attempts at steadying my breath had pro

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.

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,

“Even if you do.” He let out a broken sound. “Don’t say that.” The light surged again. The world tilted. The circle blurred. “Her breath is fading!” someone cried. Kieran pressed his mouth close to my ear. “Breathe with me. Now. In. Hold. Out. Again.” I followed him, even as the air felt thin, like it had to travel a long way to reach me. “In,” he said. I pulled it in. “Out.” I let it go.