Calming Novelas e Histórias

Clinging to it to try and ground my wolf so she doesn't completely destabilize me and destroy my life. I'm tense, I'm so tense. I take a deep breath. Calm down. Calm down. I pinch my sides. One. pinch. Two. pinch. Three. pinch. Just keep it together. One. pinch. Two. pinch. Three. pinch. It's working. One. pinch. Two. pinch. Three. pinch. My muscles are slowly relaxing.

She HAD to remain calm. “Close your eyes,” she silently commanded herself. “Don’t look at the faces! Don’t follow the voices! Don’t Die!… Close your eyes,” she silently repeated. “Don’t look. Don’t follow the voices. Don’t Die! … Close your eyes! Don’t look at the faces! Don’t follow the voices...Don’t Die!” Slowly, she found her rhythm. She could breathe again. She drew in a long deep breath. “Close your eyes,” she allowed her lungs to release. “Don’t look at their faces,” she drew in a deep breath. “Don’t follow the voices” She relaxed her lungs. Focus encouraged calmness. Calmness would allow her to think. “Close your eyes,” she continued.

] Anna was just about to step on stage to get her award. He did not have the energy or the time to deal with Emma right now. Whatever she was planning was probably just to ruin Anna's big moment. His friend's call came in quickly. Walter declined, annoyed. Anna glanced over, a bit worried. "Walter, I'm feeling nervous." Walter took her hand. "Just relax. I'll be right here with you." They called Anna's name on stage. Walter stooped to lift her dress's hem. The spotlight hit her.

“No.” He just lifted his lip at me. “Close your eyes.” Resting my head against the couch, I closed my eyes. “Clear your mind and focus on my voice.” He was speaking in a low, calming voice. Not like his harsh, beta voice. It almost didn’t sound like him. “I want you to picture yourself in your happy place. A place that makes you feel safe, warm and loved.”

I knew a little something about calming down riotous and out-of-control emotions- I had to do it myself often enough. Hycinth's gaze stayed locked on mine. She inhaled slowly, her chest rising as it filled with air, and released the breath with equal slowness, her chest relaxing back into position. "Just like that," I murmured and affirmed fervently, "They mean nothing...only you."

Amma's voice came in like a calming capsule. It was a whisper, but it sure did calm my tumult.

The gentle fragrance of jasmine and lavender filled the air, adding to the soothing ambiance. As she lay back, the tension from the day before seemed to dissolve, and she allowed herself to fully relax. The flickering candlelight danced on the surface of the water, creating a serene atmosphere. The sound of soft music floated in from the speakers, a calming melody that matched her tranquil state.

I reacted instinctively, growling my discomfort and frustration. The man, who had been the wolf, seemed to understand my unease. He firmly pressed me down into the cool water, and I resisted more. "This will help you calm down," he assured me, his voice echoing in the small, unfamiliar space. "You need to be calm to subdue your transformation." The water, despite my initial resistance, did have a calming effect on me. It was as if the coolness of the water was washing away unrest within me. I was relieved, and slowly, my growls subsided.

I close my eyes. "Breathe with me," he instructs. A sound fills the room—not music, not white noise. It’s a rhythmic, low-frequency thrumming. Like a heartbeat. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. "Inhale," Echo whispers. I breathe in. The air feels cool. "Exhale. Let the day dissolve. Let the stress melt into the mattress." I breathe out. My shoulders drop an inch. "Good. You are safe. You are open. You are mine."

He looked like a guy who had worked all day and was tired. He didn't look like a Reaper. He didn't look like a ghost. He looked like a husband. "Cale?" Elion whispered. Cale turned. There was a bit of foam on his lip. "Yeah?" Cale asked. "You okay? Is it too loud?" Cale licked the foam away. He looked around the room. At the neon signs. At the laughing men. At the TV screens. "I am... calibrated," Cale said. "What does that mean?" "It means the static is gone," Cale said. "The noise of the bar... it is just noise. It is not a threat. It is just life happening."