Hysterical Paroxysm Novels & Stories

Emma’s fingers gripped the edge of the mahogany desk, her knuckles turning white as a sudden, violent dizziness hit her behind the eyes, making the massive room spin in blurred circles. She tried to stand, her legs turning to water beneath her, while an unexplainable, suffocating heat began to crawl under her skin, driving her heart into a frantic, erratic rhythm. She let out a soft, broken moan, her vision darkening as her upper body collapsed forward against the polished wood of the desk, completely paralyzed by the chemical fire burning through her veins.

My orgasm hit me hard, my eyes rolled back, and the floodgates opened. “Oh my god… Oh yes… fucccckkkkkk….” I cried as I came hard. My whole body convulsed around him. My belly tightened as I exploded around him, losing myself in the fires of ecstasy. For several minutes, everything went completely white. I saw stars. Over and over, I spasm, squeezing him with muscles that I didn’t know I had. I felt him pulsing inside me as his own climax hit him. “Urgghhhh…”

I begged, pushing through the fog even harder, but I pressed through too much and my body started to convulse. Sparks fired in my brain, stress and heat took control of my body as it jerked frantically. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, my chest tightened, and I couldn’t breathe. There was nothing I could do to stop it, it had complete command, so I led there until a quiet and still darkness took me in.

"I'll face the death penalty if ever I don't clean my name that quickly, and it reminded me of that nightmare called Regio." Regio. As soon as I heard him say it, my head began to hurt. Zacharias rushed over and assisted me in taking my medications as soon as I observed white spots in my vision causing my eyes to expand. Panic was also contrasted in his eyes. He was scared of even causing her small harm. Even if it's a slight panic attack. Even if it's just a small wound or just a scratch, he's scared that he'll be the cause of it. He's scared to wreak havoc on her again.

Alpha Zackery laughed out loud, with eyes gleaming with ominous sparks. Alpha Cyrus was clearly under a panic attack. There were hot flushes on his face. He opened his mouth wide as if he was struggling to catch his breath. Then, he gripped his chest and curled up as if he had been hit in the stomach. Eventually, he passed out on the site like a giant deflated balloon. His wife exclaimed next to him and tried to stop his huge body from falling apart with Alpha Julius. "I'm utterly sorry for everything, Your Excellency," Alpha Julius apologized nervously.

“The Lord shall direct you all as I go on my sabbatical. Now, let us pray.” Eyes all around the room shut and I did the same. However, my mind was haywire, my body taut and in my mind's eyes, those green eyes were still staring at me. Easy Yasmin. Don’t panic. All you need to do is explain. Explain that you are on your period and everything should be fine. My breathing was short and shallow. The pain in my uterus was still gnawing at me and now my stomach was churning from anxiety. My eyes fluttered open and closed and my fingers began to tremble.

Cammie said suspiciously. I just wanted to smack myself. How could I have not chosen a better lie than this? Like a seizure or some practical disease. But if my best friends found Life Shock bizarre enough, imagine how freaked they would be with 'Awakening'. Then the door opened and my mom entered. "Life Shock is a psychological reaction when a person hasn't mentally prepared to deal with extreme stress or unpleasant situations." We all turned to look at her as she walked toward us, "And the symptom is that a person vomits, faints, or become hysterical." When mom finished, she looked at me and winked with an understanding smile.

Her face had turned red as she wasn't breathing between her sobs. "Quiet. Stop crying. Quiet now," he ordered and she began to take deep breaths to stop herself from crying. She tried to lessen her sobs by taking deep breaths but again the hiccups would hit her hard, shaking her form. Her mind was erratic, wild, disorganized. She wasn't able to comprehend of what just happened. As she was trying to control her sobs but couldn't, she began to cry out of his terror as he had asked her to quieten but she couldn't control her sobs. Her hands began to shiver badly and she couldn't control the hiccups, she immediately proceed to drink water. She wanted to suppress those convulsive gasps and she wa

Her body tensed, her legs trembling uncontrollably as a gush of wetness spilled onto the floor beneath her. Her gasp was loud, her body convulsing as the release overwhelmed her. "Did you just…?" I asked, my voice a mix of amusement and disbelief. "Ahh... Red... Fuck, my legs..." she gasped, her legs shaking badly. She struggled to stay steady, her hands gripping the bed as her body reacted, unable to control the shakes.

My legs tremble uncontrollably. “Make it stop!” I howl. Tears stream down my face. Hot. Unstoppable. I looked at Drake again. Desperate. Confused. Afraid. “Drake… please…” My voice cracks. Barely there. ”you will be fine trust me” his hands held on tight to mine I can’t focus anymore. Everything is slipping. My body convulses again, harder. Stronger. Then, a sharp, tearing sensation rips through my chest. And I scream. Louder than before. Raw. Broken. Uncontrolled.