Breathless Trilogy Novels & Stories

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

Part of me wanted to scream, to see how far I could reach before the sun rises again. Gazing out the bedroom window, I wondered whether she was asleep or not. Obviously, I am talking about that minuscule square apartment, second floor. Was I innocent? "yes?", if I said this I would be lying to myself. I wasn't innocent entirely, but let's not judge me by the post-haste actions, for neglecting the journey.

He nibbled the soft flesh, earning himself a couple of soft whimpers from the lady in his arms. Ayla clung to him as if her life depended on it. Her palms fisted around his dress shirt, trying to keep herself up as her knees became jelly under her weight. As much as she welcomed the foreign feeling with open arms, she was running out of oxygen pretty quickly. Her mind was nothing but a buzzing mess of thoughts, clouded by his scent. With a heavy heart, she tapped his chest with her first as her lungs began to burn with the lack of oxygen. Reluctantly, Claude pulled himself back as he got her signal.

The same goes to Kaye and everyone else in the room who reacted with a blank expression on their faces. The room had become so quiet that they could even hear a pin drop. Jae lit up his cigarette and took a deep puff., The smoke blew up and encircled on Brightmoon like a ghostly chain. "Hmm. We meet again!" Jae said nonchalantly. "Yes! Yes!" Brightmoon responded fearfully. Brightmoon gave a sad forceful smile when he heard him. 'I'm done now, this would only spell a disaster now that I'm in the bad books of this young man!'

NINE My fingers tremble. There's a lump of dread caught in the base of my throat, preventing me from filling my lungs. I shift my weight, and my knees sink deeper into Kade's soft mattress. I've never felt a bed so soft or touched blankets that soothe the skin instead of making it itch.

I’ll drive her crazy with desire, with lust, with passion; and I’ll wait till she’s ready to come to me on her own terms. This time, I’m not letting her go that easily. Kendra’s P.O.V: I broke the surface of the water and took a deep breath, my lungs burning from the lack of oxygen. How long had I held my breath again? The clock on my cell phone said only two minutes, but to me if felt like hours.

“I just wished it to be a nightmare, a prank, a lie. Anything. It was like I was dying. Worse. I couldn’t breathe…” “How did you… cope with it…” he sounded breathless. “I was trapped in the attack conspiracy before I could think of coping. I had no choice but to move ahead for myself…” I said after a deep inhale. He tumbled onto the couch with his head held low in the shadows of his chest. “Tell me, love…” his voice shuddered. His trembling fingers clenched his chest. Tears ran down his eyes as he lifted and leaned his head against the couch, taking incomplete breaths hoarsely through his mouth. None of the breaths reached his lungs. His chest rose and fell painfully as he struggled to breat

Then my arms – the numbness climbing like cold water rising, erasing sensation inch by inch until I couldn't feel the note cards I was holding and heard them hit the floor before I realized I'd dropped them. My chest. Someone was standing on my chest. Not pressing – standing. Full weight. Both feet. The pressure so complete that my lungs forgot how to expand and each breath became a negotiation – half an inhale, a quarter exhale, not enough, never enough, the oxygen entering my body and evaporating before it reached my blood. Breathe. Just breathe. You know how to breathe. You've been breathing for nineteen years. I couldn't.

Tiesha rolled her eyes, her friend was acting like a horny teenager. Kymon winked at her. He pulled Tiesha away from them and behind the car from their view. "Put mine on", he said handing it to her. "No". "Now". "I.Said.No". He grabbed the shirt at my neck and ripped it off. She looked at him in shock as she covered her boobs with her arms. She wasn't wearing a bra. "Fucking hell!", he groaned and rubbed the back of his neck. "Lil mama, why you gon walk around with no bra?".

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