Breathless The Book Novels & Stories

Breathe Aria Breathe Reaching his bedroom which is isolated from the rest, I take deep breaths in and out. But before my hand could come into contact with door, it opens. Blake was facing down but his eyes do not hesitate in rising slowly from my legs to my eyes, he stands still as my heart accelerates. Okay, this is a much signier sign

His breath wafts against her ear turning her skin hot despite the cold air. What a vulnerable position she was caught in. Trapped in a stranger's arms, hands bound, mouth sealed, with darkness and loneliness surrounding the entire place. Emma's breathing became uneven. Chest rising and falling in an unusual rhythm. She skipped a breath when his palm moved gradually onto her waist and squeezed it lightly.

My chest tightened as she adjusted her grip on the books, then looked around nervously. She started walking towards me, and it felt like I could breathe again. It took the sheer willpower of all I had to not press my hand against my chest in a bid to try and breathe properly. My heartbeat slammed hard against my ribs untill It felt like I’d vomit. One step, two steps, fheee….fuck she’s getting closer. Bianca yapped on beside me, but I barely even knew she existed anymore. Not when I was trying not to faint

breathe in one two three four five breathe out one two three four five breathe in one two three four five breathe out one two three four five breathe in one two three four five breathe out one two three four five A hand came up from underneath her head and shoulder, lifting her up and dropping down on a warm lap. The shock of the action had her losing her breath and the count that she had to try and regulate at least one, single part of her. She breathed in short gasps of air that did nothing for her as none of it even hoped to reach her lungs. Her throat felt as if it were tightening up and trying to choke her. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't bre

The images cling to the corners of my vision refusing to fade. The air feels thick, pressing down on me, choking me as if it wasn’t quite real, hands trembling uncontrollably. “Breathe Tish, inhale, hold exhale.” I hear Kim’s gentle voice guiding me. My breaths come shallow, jagged at first, like I am learning to breathe again slowly. I loosen my grip on the mattress, willing my pulse to slow down. Eyes closed, I breathe in the faint scent of rain filtering through the small cracked window, mixing with the stale air of the room. “Breathe in and out.”

Squeezing my eyes shut, I leaned forward and curled up over the blankets. Almost as suddenly as my breath was stolen away from me, a single gasped filled my lungs with the air that I desperately needed. It hurt, my head pounding and my chest liftings but at least I could breathe. At first it was the smallest of breaths, my full inhale hitching. Making me inhale faster to try and get more oxygen. ‘Slow down, Caspian. Slow breaths. Deep. You’re panicking.’

I said frustrated. SLAP! The sound of his hard hand against my cheek echoed in the room. I slowly watched him walk to the other side of my cell, I heard the sound of a knife slashing against the cold air. Heavy footsteps marched back towards me. Soon, his face was centimetres away from mine, and his breath fanned against my face. A sharp point was then placed on Aspen's mark, sliding and ripping off the mark that was on my neck. Sudden screams left my mouth, and the bond that was between me and Aspen was gone, I couldn't feel him anymore. ***

he says. "No! You are lying! I do not believe you, please, please do not leave me. I will never forgive you if you leave me," I cry out. "I am truly sorry," he whispers. He closes his eyes, but I can tell he has just fallen asleep as his chest continues to heave slowly. if I hurry, I can save him. I attempt to lift his body, but I struggle still weakened by the blows of the harpoons. I scream, cry, and struggle to try and lift my brother up. Finally, my body gives out and I slump to the ground my back hitting against a tree. Grabbing a fist full of my hair I release an ear-piercing scream that echoes through the night. I Look at Fafnir, trying to take a final studious glance at him. I see hi

It feels like an invisible weight is sitting directly on my lungs; the pressure is unbearable. Everything around me seems to spin, blurring into a chaotic mess. I can't focus on a single thing; the world is moving too fast, and it is becoming harder and harder to breathe. I claw frantically at my throat as tears soak my cheeks. I try to speak, to apologize, but no sound comes out. I reach out for something to stabilize my shaking body, but I can't find anything to hold onto. I feel myself falling, but the hard floor never comes. Instead, strong, familiar arms wrap around me, lifting me entirely off the ground.