Let Every Breath Novels & Stories

ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ ғɪɴᴅ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ sᴜɴ sʜɪɴᴇ ᴛɪʟʟ ɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ

𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀 I couldn’t breathe. The air came in too short. Too fast. My hands were braced against the bathroom sink as I tried to pull air into my lungs, but it felt like something was tightening around my chest from the inside. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. I repeated the word in my head, but my body wouldn’t obey.

his confident stride exuded a quiet power, there was an unmistakable aura in his every movement. Ace leans towards me. "Aella" I can't help but notice the faint hint of mint on his breath, a testament to his impeccable oral hygiene. I close my eyes, leaning towards him, breathing deeply, I would never get tired of his scent. "Ace?" I reply moaning. "Why did you choose to defy me?"

I find myself in front of Amelia's doorstep trying as hard as I can to cool off my heavily throbbing nerves. This is not a suicide mission, Eve. Just take a very deep deep breath. You can do this. You can absolutely do this. Oh my God. Why the hell am I find it extremely hard to breathe ? I shut my eyes and take in a deep breath. It is not that hard Eve. All you just have to do is walk in, greet Amelia and then place all your attention on that stunning son of a gun.

A vast, cavernous space that she could feel but not see, and in the center of the space, something was breathing. She could hear it. A slow, rhythmic sound, like the tide, like a heartbeat, like the turning of the earth. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. And with each breath, the dark became a little less dark, until she could see the outline of what was before her.

My chest feels tight, and I am struggling to draw in every breath. Cam just stares back at me, tears silently falling on his face. He walks over to me and wraps his arms around me for a while. “Okay.” He whispers against my hair before laying a kiss on top of my head. He finally lets go of me and he makes his way to the door. He lingers there for a moment and we just look at each other, silently acknowledging this as a final proper goodbye.

All that was there were his serious eyes and perfect face. He leaned in closer and | could smell his breath. It smelled like rain and mint gum. | was breathing heavily now, my heart pounding harder and harder. His eyes were trained solely on my lips, then wandered back to my eyes. His lips brushed lightly against mine and | sucked in a breath, my lips tingling. | suddenly tilted my head sideways and looked away from him. Pushing his body away, | got up hurriedly and stepped out of the ring. "Where are you going?" he asked, climbing down after me.

"Jasmine, then be good to me one more time. Give me a title, won't you?" The loud sound of a kiss was especially clear in the night. The kissing slowly grew passionate, grew hotter, turned into breathless moans that drifted into my ears on the evening breeze. All night long, I curled up beneath the tree, listening to the sounds from next door, and numbly closed my eyes. Soon. Only five more days.

Water so deep, how do we breathe? How do we climb? So we stay in this mess This beautiful mess tonight ╔═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╗ ꒰ 𝔐𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ ℙℝ𝕀ℕℂ𝔼 ₊˚⋆

She looked up, confusion giving way to disbelief. "Then how is this possible?" Leonard held her gaze for a long moment before answering. "They're breathing." A heavy silence settled between them. "They're getting oxygen." Another pause. He lowered his voice. "Their bodies just... aren't using it."