Every Breath You Take Novels & Stories

Love can hit you when you least expect it. It could be a soft easy wind that caresses you and gets stronger over time till it absorbs into your body and heart. Other times it can hit you like a gale-force wind and take every breath you will ever have, and breathe life into the person who took it in the first place. Laken stole my breath. She was my gale-force wind, and I will gladly give her every breath I have just to keep her safe, alive, and mine. If I have to live without her then I don’t want my breath. I don’t want anything but her. I will go to hell and back to get her from the grips of death.

It practically took him ten seconds to get the words out. For his generosity, Miss chole gave him the role of homeless person, and we knew he'd do fairly well in that role. The homeless person, you see, was completely mute, but the angel always knew what he was thinking. At one point in the play she has to tell the mute homeless person that God will always watch out for him because God especially cares for the poor and downtrodden. That will be one of the tip-offs to the audience that she'd be sent from heaven. Old Mason is being attacked emotionally.

He took a breath. “Strip”

Breathing. But no longer broken

Anthony peeked out from behind her, looking smug. I collapsed onto the floor, finally snapping back to my senses. Looking at my sister's blazing eyes, mine turned red. "Sis, I'm sorry. Please don't be mad." I struggled to my feet, enduring the unbearable itch crawling across my skin, and began putting every rubber figurine back where it belonged. In the end, my throat was so swollen I could barely breathe, and my face turned a sickly blue before I collapsed onto the ground again. Yessenia watched me gasp for air while still trying to clean up. She seemed a little taken aback.

But it keeps you breathing. And right now, that’s all I need. ---

I take a long, deep, pleased breath. “You have my word.”

I c-can't breathe a-anymore. ©SKIES AMBRIELLE Votes and comments are, highly appreciated! Thanks for reading!>.<

“Your breathing doesn’t sound so good.” . TBC

"Because it's my decision to make....." Marco didn't knew what to say so he said what first came into his mind. "Because it's me who will decide if you live or die, If you breathe the forth coming years or Or lie in the grave at this very moment. It does not matter what you think or what you want because it is me who will decide so if I want you to be alive it means that you will be alive irrespective of how much you want to die.