Every Breath You Take Novels & Stories

The world starts to darken, and everything is shivering… Suddenly, two warm arms wrap around me, and I feel a steady heartbeat next to mine. A gust of hot breath rushes at my ear, “Brooke, breathe. Come on, breathe with me. There's nothing to fear. Just inhale, and exhale. Do it with me, follow my rhythm. You can do this.”

My breath comes faster, chest fig‌hting for space. Come on. Move. I pres‌s a⁠gain, usin‌g my shoul‌der, my knee, anything. The sl‍ab shifts a few centimeters, en‌ough f‌or a breath of cooler air to snake throu⁠gh. I suc⁠k it in greedily, choking halfway.‍ My head spi‍ns, stars‍ b‌u⁠rsting behind my⁠ eyelid‌s.

Water so deep, how do we breathe? How do we climb? So we stay in this mess This beautiful mess tonight ╔═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╗ ꒰ 𝔐𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ ℙℝ𝕀ℕℂ𝔼 ₊˚⋆

Not trembling like mine. For a fraction of a second, I hesitate. This is the point of no return. Then I place my hand in his. His fingers close around mine. Warm. Firm. Grounding. The contact sends a strange calm through me. He leans slightly closer. From the outside, it probably looks romantic. Intimate. Perfect. But only I hear the quiet murmur meant just for me. “Breathe.” Two syllables. Low. Controlled. My lungs finally obey. I hadn’t realised I’d been holding my breath.

he says and i smiled Resting my head on his chest i closed my eyes ™As my breath mingles with yours, As my breath mingles with yours™ ™I can breath again™ ™As my breath mingles with yours™ ™i can breath again™ Boo Di>> ™The fragrance of your body touches my soul™ ™If you come near, If you come near™ Min Jon>> ™How long can i control my senses?™ ™let them fly if they will™ Boo Di>> ™When Has the heart walked the straight and narrow?™ ™Let It wander if it will™ Min Jon>> ™Lost In thoughts of you, ™

Don’t sleep. Todd’s voice, from better mornings, floats up through the noise: Breathe low. Four in, four out. Hold. I try. The numbers fall apart like wet paper. The tape on my mouth tastes like pennies. I swallow because my throat thinks that will help and it doesn’t.

' she heard from behind her. She turned and almost fell into its barn but the door saved her. 'What are you doing?' She asked as she placed a hand on her chest. 'Do you want to kill me?' He just smiled walked past her to the horse, unlocked the latch and brought it out. 'Where are you taking it?' He stopped and looked at her. 'You mean Alex. He is going for his walk, he does this every night.' He said and moved ahead. She looked at him; what will she do now?

I wouldn't change anytime soon. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever. I shook my head and wondered if I would ever feel like I could just be and breathe.

“You already did.” He laughed once, bitter. “You don’t understand the scale of what’s coming.” “Then explain it to me.” His hand lifted, hovering near her cheek, not quite touching. “If I do… you’ll see me differently.” She leaned into the almost-touch. “I already do.” That broke something in him. His fingers brushed her skin. Just barely. Enough to make her breath hitch. Enough to make his control slip. “This isn’t a game,” he said. “I know.”

" Please take a deep breath, please. No, think of a color, three colours! Red. Pink. Orange. Think of them" He struggled to draw a proper breath in, but after several attempts, he finally felt like he could breath again, but he was exhausted. Each breath he took felt like strength was getting sapped out of him and he was struggling to hold onto it. Lily sighed deeply and slumped against the floor, the adrenaline and fear rooted in her body a while ago disappeared and was replaced with exhaustion, but she refused to let go of him. They both stayed on the floor, each trying to recover their strength and pry off the bone aching exhaustion they felt.