Leave Me Breathless Book Novels & Stories

You're in the book. I forgot how to breathe. Just for a second, I forgot. Forgot breathing. Forgot thinking. Forgot feeling. I forgot everything – everything but those words. When the breath finally came, sucking on the air like I couldn't get it into my lungs fast enough, my body juddered with the impact. ' M-me? '

I can only take shorts breaths-he knows I'm struggling when I suddenly hear. "The hardest thing I will ever face is letting you go," he whispers in my head, leaning down to kiss my forehead. He loosens his hold, and I yelp sharply, startling him as he hesitates. I try to smile, regretful of my reaction and look into his eyes, glassy and wet with tears as he gently lays me on my back. I'm cold. My body is trembling when the touch of a hand, warm and steady across my forehead sends a flash of white light through my core. The heavy bricks bearing down on my chest quickly vanish, freeing my lungs for divine breath, no longer drowning in a bottomless ocean of water.

When I release the back of her hand, she leaves it but doesn’t move a muscle. “Breathe,” I say and gently brush stray strands of hair off her face. “You can fight all you want with your words, but your body will betray you every single time. It’s the way you sucked in your breath just now—” I trace my thumb over her chest bone. She’s so delicate. Oh, how easily she would break. “It’s the way your heart is pounding so hard I can see it under your skin right here.”

I await his very breath and lip collide mine. I desire and crave it. I crave it all. An inch from my awaiting plumpy lips, his hot breath unexpectedly diverge. It diverge to my very ear. "Why attempt escape mate?" He questions. His breath collision against my skin highly turns me. It heightens my hair follicles. It threatens moans. Well I forcefully withhold them. I remain quiet. I only negatively shake my head then slowly stir my eyes open. They glance deeply into his. Our gaze sink and drown into the other.

I lied about both of them, I couldn’t fight and I was stupid to walk around without pepper spray. “Now why would I leave you alone?” he smirked down at me. “You’re asking for it.” I reached into my bag, pretending to grab something. “Sweetheart, I know for a fact that you’re lying, I just told you, we can read minds, and by the way your heart is beating, I know for a fact you’re lying.” He came closer to my ear, “Do I make you nervous baby?” That is when it happened, the first time a vampire had ever bitten me, a scream escaped my lips as my body slowly went limb in his arms.

if I had told his true nature to my parents maybe I won't be in this condition right now. When he left my lips from his dangerous mouth... I was breathing hard ...I forgot where I am,.....what is happening with me .....but my breath hiccup in my throat when he put his all bodyweight on my body .....for me it truly impossible to breathe now ....my eyes rolled in my eyes-socket " Pl..ea.se le..ave m.e ...I ca.can't bre..a.the.." I said but he behaves like a deaf and put his free hand inside my top and lift it till my neck ...and take my left breast out from my bra and take it in his mouth .....

The rose trembled in my hand. Leah's fingers twitched. "Leah." I leaned forward. "Leah." Another breath. Then another. Suddenly her chest rose sharply. Like someone breaking through deep water. She inhaled violently. A huge gasp. Air rushed into her lungs, her body jerked. The entire battlefield erupted, shouts, cheers, disbelief, relief. I barely heard any of it. Leah's eyes fluttered open confused, disoriented and alive. The weight crushing my chest shattered instantly.

His breathing deepened, slow and ragged, the sound of restraint and hunger tangled into one. The sight of it, of him fighting to stay in control, of his body betraying what his mind refused to admit hit something deep inside me. For a long time, neither of us spoke. Then, finally, he said quietly, “Leave before I change my mind.” He didn’t look back as he left, the door closing softly behind him. I stood there, bare and trembling, the echo of his restraint still pulsing through the air. It felt like he had touched me everywhere.

Only I can have it. Somehow, I push myself off the bed and stand. I grab his shirt and tug, trying to snatch the pad back. But Danny’s older than me and bigger. “What are you doing? Don’t touch me!” he screams, pushing me away. My hand slips and I fall. The air rushes out of my lungs. I want to scream, but nothing comes out. “Are you dying?” Danny taunts, coming close and looking down at me. I try to breathe, but I can’t.

she breathes, and the sound breaks me open completely. I tangle my fingers in her hair, drawing her head back just enough to kiss her neck. The tension builds until we’re moving together in perfect rhythm, a steady pulse that feels endless. The world beyond the walls disappears, leaving only the sound of us—the mingled breaths, the heartbeat of two people lost in each other.