Leave Me Breathless Book Novels & Stories

I don’t say it out loud. But I like this version of Levi. The one who isn’t constantly on edge, waiting for the next bullet, the next betrayal. The one who exists instead of just survives. I turn back to the ocean, letting the breeze wash over me. “I forgot what this felt like.” Levi’s voice is quiet. “What?” “Breathing.” Silence stretches between us, but it’s comfortable. Then, Levi sets his drink down and turns to face me. “You know this won’t last, right?”

I will not be fine. “Shh. You’ve just got to breathe.” “But I can’t.” I only now realize that my breath’s caught in my throat. And I cannot seem to let it pass. I’m not in control of it. “Breathe, Heidi.” “I― I…” I can’t breathe! “I am commanding you.” I feel a sudden warmth inside me. It’s as if someone blew air into my lungs to release my breath, which elicits a satisfying sensation. The panging in my head doesn’t disappear, but it’s bearable. Maybe it’s because the noises outside have become tiny echoes to my hearing, or because Zavere is smiling at me, while I’m staring into his dark eyes; watching the light glisten in them.

But now… Without a moment's hesitation, I turned off my phone, pulled out the SIM card, and tossed it into a nearby trash can. Using the Wi-Fi at a convenience store, I booked the earliest train ticket back to my hometown. As I completed the payment, I received a notification that Christopher had started a voice call on a chat app. I accidentally pressed “accept.” His irritated voice rang out: [Where the hell did you disappear to? Aren’t you coming back? [Nathan’s been asking for pancakes, and you didn’t even bother to get him any. He’s practically starving. [You dare to develop a temper tantrum now? You demand a divorce and then ignore my message. I think—” His voice cut off abruptly as I h

“Everything is fine.” I didn’t even realize I wasn’t breathing until he pointed it out. “Lisa, baby,” he murmurs, his tone filled with gentle reassurance. “You need to stay with me. Just listen to my voice, okay? Breathe. Breathe for me.” He takes a deep breath, demonstrating for me, and I find myself mirroring his movements. Slowly but surely, my breathing steadies. The tightness in my chest loosens, and I can finally inhale deeply on my own.

Levy did not wish to experience the same thing over again, it was better if she stayed in the solitude of the lodge and stayed away from those who did not like her presence. With her lips pursed, she continued to read the book which was written by an old witch about the awakening of innate abilities but then as she reached the bottom of the page where she started to read ‘the changing of the Course of man——‘, she suddenly felt the world tip upside down and then the book slipped out of her lap. At first, she did not realise what was happening but as a muscular back came into view, Levy realised what just took place and started kicking her legs.

My breathe hitches and I forget how to breathe. I can already see the headlines forming 'heiress dies a shocking death from forgetting to breathe in the presence of a hot heir'......... yeah, that doesn't sound so good. He reaches his hand forward and brings his fingers to the front of my neck to grasp the other end of the necklace. The trail of his finger on my skin sets my body on fire and my breathing starts to become erratic. I think I hear him do a deep intake of breath but that could just be my imagination. This is pure torture.

A pull that makes it hard to fucking breathe sometimes. Every second I picture how she will feel under me. How her breath will sound when my lips touch her neck. How her fingers will claw my back when she cannot take more. How she will scream my name when I finally break whatever walls she hides behind. The thought alone makes my pulse heavier, slower, darker. I have never felt this with any woman. Not even close. Lisa walked into my life carrying chaos dressed as calm. Fire disguised as innocence. She makes me lose control in a way nothing else ever has.

Legs crossed, hands steepled together and eyes on his wristwatch. I almost screamed, but I used my book to cover my mouth, while quivering with panic. Sweat slicks down my skin as I wasn't breathing. "The book must be riveting," he whispered, and I shook, clearing my throat and adjusting my hoodie properly just so no part of my face would be revealed. If I didn't answer him, he wouldn't leave me alone! "Yes," I said in a different tone, husky, and I heard him smirk. He suddenly takes the book from his hand and a cool breeze brushes past me. I dare not move my eyes, nor did my position change.

Rhea’s POV Breath caught in my chest as Leon stepped back. Getting to my feet, I pressed the back of my back against a broad stone, damp, slick with green moss. A shaky breath pulled me backward. My body tightened, then loosened slowly and unevenly. Pain also clung to the side of my windpipe. Each breath came dry, like my soul refused to believe I'd made it through. I Alive. My eyes and Leon's locked once more. I noticed it, clearer than before. The flash, the brief light in his eyes that had only lived in the old stories my mother whispered before bedtime.

CASSANDRA The pulsing between my thighs just won’t go away. It’s been there since my lesson yesterday with Rhett, along with a tingling sensation like I’ve been transformed into a bubbling can of lemon seltzer. I press my legs together as I lounge on the green velvet chaise in my room. I’m reading a book Clarisse brought me from the outside world. It’s a romance novel entitledBuilt from Stoneabout a girl who goes hiking and gets caught in a storm, only to be rescued by a rough mountain man who takes her home to his cabin where…thingshappen.