Leave Me Breathless Book Novels & Stories

" I looked down at his stubborn yet fragile grip on my hand. In the end, I sighed and pushed him away. "We're over, Eugene."

The couple who had been standing at the side, calmly watching the so-called brotherly reunion, suddenly dropped their elegant composure and rushed over in a panic. My biological mother, Catherine Lynch, reached out with trembling fingers to check if I was breathing. She took a long moment before finally letting out a shaky sigh of relief. "He's still breathing. Call an ambulance now!" The second I heard that, I snapped my eyes open and grabbed her wrist. "No need. It's just low blood sugar. I'll be fine."

I breathe through my mouth, to distract myself from his intoxicating smell. "Your soul is beautiful. I find you irresistible. I cannot fight you. I cannot escape your bounds. I burn for you. " My truth pours into his ears as I place my trembling palm over his rapidly beating heart. He breathes me in, a ragged shaky breath of weakness.

The last line of the book read thus; ‘Will Lily be able to win her mate’s heart when a woman with power insists on keeping him? I woke with a jolt. The bed underneath me was soaked with sweat. My mouth was open in a gasp that never came out and my hands were reaching for my throat, almost clawing. It was as if I was suffocating. With time, I realized that I was indeed suffocating. No matter how I forced myself to, I could not breathe.

"I thought it was a myth." "So did I." As they walked deeper... The tunnel widened. Then narrowed again. The air became colder. Finally... They reached a massive circular chamber. Everyone stopped. The room was unlike anything they had seen before. Hundreds of candles burned along the walls. Despite no one being there. The flames were fresh. Recently lit. In the center stood a marble pedestal. Upon it rested a single leather-bound book. Nothing else. Alessia approached cautiously. "No." Vittorio warned. "Don't touch it."

I instinctively pressed myself further against the wall. But there was nowhere to go. My chest lifted slightly as my breathing faltered. My body refused to move. I was frozen. Completely frozen. He stepped closer. Too close. I could feel his breath against my face now. Warm. Steady. Dangerously calm. The proximity made my head spin. My eyes burned from not blinking. Everything inside me felt like a storm. And then— “Breathe, princess.” His voice was low. Quiet. Commanding.

His fingers stopped caressing my face and the next thing I knew, Leo's hand was wrapped around my throat, but lightly. He controlled my head to be tilted with his hand around my neck so he could lean in closer. His face wasn't so far from mine anymore. My lips stole the attention his eyes had on mine and he looked down at them. I had thought my heart was beating too fast when I shot that man and the pill Leo gave me took maximum effect but this tops it. I couldn't even hear myself breathe though I knew I was breathing loudly. This was thanks to how hard my heart was pounding against my chest, stealing my ears to listen to it throb; it kept telling me to push Leo away but I didn't.

Thank God he's gone! I breathe easier as soon as Blake steps into the airport and Victor and I. headed home. A man simply kills me with his closeness. Brain off, senses are taken away, tongue-tied, breathing stopped. I feel next to him like a corpse. Okay, I'm lying. From the outside, I may be completely stiff but inside… for God's sake… Is it possible that my insides flicker like a leaf in the wind, that my heart jumps in my throat, that my blood is stronger and that everything in me wants something more from him?

My entire body was trembling, locked between him and the bookshelf with nowhere to go. His thumb stroked the side of my neck once, a slow, deliberate caress that made my skin burn. Then his hand moved back up to my face, tilting my head slightly. His chest brushed against mine—just barely, just enough that I felt the damp heat of his skin through my shirt. I forgot how to breathe. My lungs locked up, my chest frozen mid-breath. "Breathe." The command was soft but absolute. I exhaled shakily and sucked in another breath, my chest rising and falling rapidly now.

REVA Standing motionless, I watched Levi walk away, his broad shoulders blending into the crowd. My chest tightened, only then realizing I had been holding my breath, and the burst of air left me shakily when I finally exhaled. My heart raced as if I had just run a marathon, and I needed air, too, as the intensity of the moment clung to my skin. But I didn’t want to follow him because I had seen it in his eyes that I wasn’t the only one who got lost in the moment.