Feeling Cold And Shaking Uncontrollably Novels & Stories

I hesitantly look in his eyes and see the hurt, in fear I run to the bathroom and lock myself in. I don't know what I dreamt that has me like this, I don't remember a thing, nothing comes to mind but I'm f*cking scared. I can't control the shaking of my body, the chills and fear I feel. It's scary, I don't like it. With shaky legs I head into the shower and open up the cold water then just sit on the floor and let the water run over my body, making it go numb. My body rocks back and forth like a coping mechanism or something. I've lost feel of my body, I've stopped shivering everything is just numb.

Like a bird’s heartbeat—frantic, unsteady, on the verge of collapse. Her wrist was ice-cold. The shivering started in her hands first, a soft, uneven tremor. Then, it spread. Up her arms. Into her shoulders. Her entire body started shaking. Uncontrolled. Violent. Her breath hitched, strangled and uneven, like she was trying to force air through lungs that refused to expand. Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out. I covered her eyes. Blocked out the world. Blocked out whatever was eating her alive.

To the point where my body cannot control itself and shakes vigorously in terror. My throat feels heavy and my chest feels clamped up. It's almost as if I can barely breathe. I let my other hand fold over my palm, with the aim to stop it from quivering as violently as it already is but that only worsens my cause. Now, my entire being feels like it is on fire. I let out an exhale, running my hands through my hair while trying to take control of my breathing. I don't even know if this is working but I keep going regardless.

I was shaking. Full-body shaking, the kind of shaking that you can't control, the kind that comes from somewhere deep and primal and old. My teeth were chattering. My hands were trembling. I felt cold all over, even though the room was warm, even though my body temperature had to be normal because nothing about my organs was actually wrong, but the cold was bone-deep and total and impossible to fight. "Klaus's death wasn't an accident," I whispered, and it wasn't a question.

I wanna stand up but I simply can’t because my body is uncontrollably shaking so I curl myself. Blackout.

I caught her before she hit the floor. “What is going on?” she asked me, almost inaudibly. She was shivering so badly that I feared she might die right there. Her breaths came out in short pants. “I feel cold, I am freezing,” she whispered. As if it would matter how freezing or how warm she felt. The air in the room was still, stagnant and silent. There was no movement whatsoever within the room. Even her breath did not seem to be visible. And yet she kept shaking uncontrollably.

Sumire felt a wave of sudden, intense nervousness as the cold crawled into every fiber of her being. An inexplicable emotion has now swirling inside her. She broke into a sweat. Her heart pounded rapidly, almost bursting out of her chest, and her hand began shaking uncontrollably and feeling cold.

she was starting to worry. He pulled back to look at her, he shook his head. "Tell me what you're feeling," she was concerned. He drew a long breath, his jaw clenched, he shook his head. He was vulnerable, she was seeing a different side of him, he loosened his grip, he didn't realize he was holding her too tightly.

Heat flooded my face again, worse than before, spreading down my neck and chest like wildfire. “You must be sick,” I managed, voice higher than normal, cheeks so hot I was sure they’d leave scorch marks on his damp shirt. “No, you’re the one who’s sick and you should stay in bed.” He didn’t let go. His hold stayed firm, steady, like he was afraid I’d collapse again if he loosened even a fraction. “You’re still shaking.”

She hugged her knees and sat under the shower until she started feeling dizzy due to crying so hard. Her body started shaking with cold and she finally got up. She found a dress on the mirror counter and quickly wore it. She trembled due to cold while drying her hair. Her hair are too long to get dry so soon. Her toe was badly hurt, she limped out of the washroom and looked around but he wasn't in the room. She sighed in relief and got on the bed. She covered herself in bedsheets and moaned in pain when her body hurt. She wrapped bedsheets tightly around her body but still she was shaking due to cold. She realised that he is around, her room gets extra cold when he is around. She looked at t