Leg Shaking Uncontrollably Novels & Stories

My legs go weak and sweat breaks over my skin when I look up. Levi.

I noticed my dad's concerned gaze on me, so I quickly hid my fingers to pretend all was well, but then, my hand started shaking uncontrollably. While struggling to keep my composure, I accidentally knocked over a glass of wine on the stool beside me. It shattered on the floor, drawing everyone's attention. “What's wrong with you?” My dad asked, his eyebrows furrowed with concern. “I don't know,” I admitted. As I tried standing up, my leg started shaking violently, forcing me back into my seat. “We need to take you to the hospital now!” My mom shouted, fear etched on her face. I was rushed to the hospital without delay and was immediately wheeled into the emergency room. My doctor friend, Dr.

Stoic added. My hands started shaking, but I wasn't sure why and I couldn't seem to stop it. The trembling continued up my arms and then throughout my body. My body was seizing and my eyes rolled back in my head.

It didn't work. Instead, my body began shaking uncontrollably. I couldn't seem to stop the tremors that wracked my muscles. Even if I did, they wouldn't stay still and I kept moving and bouncing off the walls until I was dizzy enough to fall over. That's when I stopped and just lay there, gasping for breath and staring up at the ceiling fan and wondering if any of it was real.

My hands start to shake uncontrollably. "Stop!" I gasp. "You're going to hurt us both." "I don't care!" Claire screams in my mind. "This is MY body! Mine!" My right hand suddenly jerks upward without my permission. Then my left leg takes a step forward. Claire is trying to move, trying to take control. We're fighting each other for dominance, and the result is chaos. I stumble forward, crashing into the desk. Papers scatter across the floor. "Please," I beg. "Please stop fighting me.

My vision whited out, legs jerking uncontrollably. They didn’t stop. They fucked me through it again, drawing out every pulse until I was shaking and sobbing with pleasure.

He placed a kiss on my temple and strolled out. I slumped on my chair, my hands trembling violently. His words kept echoing at the back of my mind. Fear rose in my throat as I struggled to calm my breathing. Memories flooded my mind, memories I wasn't even sure were mine. My right leg started moving,jerking uncontrollably on its own. I couldn't stop it ,my breathing was rugged and sweat droplets were rolling down my face. This was just like that time, it was happening again. But why now? it had been six years since my last episode.

The distant look in her eyes left Jasper with frustration. "I'm not ill," he responded coldly. "You don't need to act tough. You know very well whether you're ill or not." Alyssa said sternly, "Back then, your head suffered a severe impact. Though I performed surgery, it wasn't entirely successful. When you get emotionally agitated, your body involuntarily trembles, and your movements become uncontrollable. "Over time, you might experience hallucinations, fainting, and in severe cases, even partial paralysis. Do you want to end up like that? Aren't you afraid Grandpa will be heartbroken if he finds out?"

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 were like jelly, suddenly beginning to shake, and I tried as much as possible to hide the weakness that sprang and rushed inside me at the same time, consuming my whole self, while trying to balance my feet that would seem they would falter any time soon. I got into the car, and rested my back against the chair. I wanted to rest my legs on the dashboard, but that would result in disaster as we drove. Breathing hard, I braced my hand against my knee and tried to regain myself. I didn't want anything like a trance, something that seemed I would fall into with what just happened to me. Usually, visions never plagued me. Maybe this was the way fate was warning me to stop things in howeve