Leave Me Breathless Book Novels & Stories

She looked at the brook under the bridge and said, "Some things should just flow away like the water under this bridge. I actually wanted to sneak away when your father's parents tried to split us up, but your father got on his knees before me and begged me not to leave. "He told me he would die without me. I believed him then, but I later realized that no one would die without anyone by their side. He doesn't need me to watch over him, and I don't need his charity. From now on, let's just act as if we died in that fire. As for you and Christopher…" I held her hand and leaned against her shoulder. "We have to let bygones be bygones. Christopher and I are now a thing of the past."

Or it's like that I became weak? I'm panting, suddenly experiencing shortness of breath. Levi leaned more, decreasing the gap between us. His arms are still pressed on the door, on my sides. He's not saying anything. He's just staring at me. At my face. Into my eyes. And here I'm drowning in those beautiful green eyes of his. My heart thumps in my ribcage hard as he tucks the strands of my hair behind my ears. Please someone help me. If he continues doing things then I'm afraid I would be able to hold myself back or surrender to him.

"Well you couldn't stop breathing to my chest.. when you're sleeping you breathe differently than when you are awake.. so you woke me up.." I pulled away from her and got up into a sitting position.. which was the worst idea because I started feeling cold as fuck. I felt a body behind me and then a blanket.. Layla kissed my neck, "look at your freezing ass... what would you be without me?" I rolled my eyes even though she couldn't see me since she was behind me, "I could be that girl with a breathe that doesn't wake people up.." She laughed and slipped away, "aww.. you're cold.. why are you leaving...?"

And just like that, my words—and my breath—vanished. The moment his lips left mine, I was breathless—utterly and hopelessly breathless. It wasn’t even a long kiss, just a fleeting press of mouths and yet… it stripped something from me. Stole the ground beneath my feet. My lungs refused to work right, my heart thudded a frantic rhythm that echoed in my ears, and heat spiraled through my chest like wildfire. Kavian stepped back just an inch, just enough to look at me. His lips were parted slightly, his breathing uneven, as though he too was struggling to compose himself.

I had thought that it would burn me – taking a peek at the two women who were with me, they were back away from the fire, Leah patted the small flame that got on her pants, Lyv helping her put it out. I could still feel the heat, but what was odd was that the flames didn’t burn me. I lowered my hands slowly, looking at the book – now burning yet the pages were intact. My heart beat fast as I walked back to the podium. I blink, there was something new. I blinked again. I rubbed it, feeling the sting I had felt when Leah brought me to Neverwhere.

A white-hot, searing pain exploded through my abdomen, stealing the air from my lungs. I gasped, clutching my stomach, every breath a knife. “Max…” I croaked, my voice raw. “Max!” But he didn’t turn back. Max left me there, broken and trembling, the agony in my abdomen mirrored by the weight pressing on my chest.

"Elena has always used tears and weakness to get sympathy. This is just a more dramatic version of her usual act." "Brother Leo is right," Chloe said, gently taking Damon's hand. "My sister just wants to make you feel guilty so you'll take her back. But you must not fall for it." "If a person truly dies, the mate bond snaps instantly," Leo analyzed. "The whole thing. Gone. But you can still feel a faint connection, which means she's still alive." "Right!" Damon's eyes reignited with furious flames. "She thinks she can manipulate me like this? How naive!"

I turned on the voice recording function on my phone and went into the ward. “You’re here as a mouthpiece for Jeremy, aren’t you? Go and tell him that I’m fine with a divorce, but he’s not getting even a cent from the fortune my parents left for me.” My expression was cold as I stood by the window and spoke with my back turned to her. Joy moved to my side and placed a hand on my shoulder. “Look at you. Why are you always so stubborn? Us women have to learn how to be submissive at times to be able to control men’s hearts.”

My body feels like a hot wire of sensations. I feel full. Complete. He tugs at my bottom lip and leans back to look down at me with his lust filled – dark eyes. “ Breathe. ” He whispers gently, making me realize that I have been holding my breath back all this while. His lips attack my neck, nibbling on the mate mark and all thoughts disappear from my mind. It’s hot – searing pleasure which controls my body right now. My knees are weak and so is my body, but I still manage to wrap my legs around his slim torso, before he pulls a little out, leaving just the head inside and thrusts back in.

Feel his presence fall into step behind me. Too close. Always too close. The library door shuts behind us with a soft click. Silence settles instantly. Heavy. Private. I don’t turn around immediately. I need a second. Just one. But of course, he doesn’t give me that. “You smell different.” My breath stutters. I turn slowly. “What?” Levi leans against the door, arms crossed. Watching me. “Different,” he repeats. My heart starts racing. “That’s not a conversation starter.” “It wasn’t meant to be.”