Like A Breeze Novels & Stories

BLAKE Laken. I’ve never heard that name before, but it fits her. She makes me think of a cool wind blowing across the lake behind my grandma’s house on the hottest day of summer. A wind that makes you turn your face up to the sky and beg for more. She has an intensity about her that draws me in. She also has spunk and I like that in a woman. A soft woman can’t handle my brand of sex.

“I have my ways.” The pines tickled my arms as I pushed up the hill, the trees slowly falling away and becoming sparse, giving way to the tall grass. Heaving a sigh, I strode forward, my heels crushing the dried leaves under. The grass brushed tenderly against my clothed legs, swaying and swishing gently with the breeze. It smelled like earth and ice, something inherently warm but a little cold all at once.

For now, my lips are sealed. I wined down the window to embrace the cool breeze. There was something I loved about the feeling of the wind caressing my face. It showed so much affection, no matter what. I loved the way it combed through my hair. It just felt damn good. I inhaled and smiled. Refreshing! "Your'e weird as fuck" I faced Lance, and cross my arms. "How am weird?" "Do I have to explain that?" I nod my head in response. "Will you beat me with a broom if I don't?" chuckled.

The tension between us was palpable, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to go terribly wrong. As I walked through the dense forest, a cool breeze blew, rustling the leaves of the trees and sending chills down my spine. I pulled my jacket tighter around my body, trying to protect myself from the cold. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, a misty wind blew, enveloping me in its embrace.

Kalimia's hands, reaching out with that gentle touch, were like the soft, soothing caress of a summer breeze, trying to comfort me. "Because it brings a bad name to my company," I said, sounding troubled, like the soft, gentle rumble of a summer storm cloud. Like the soft, gentle lapping of waves on a summer shore, Kalmia's words washed over me, and I could feel the calm seep into my frazzled nerves. "Calm yourself, baby, let's think and solve the problem," she said her voice soothing as a balm to my troubled mind. Her words were like a gentle, summer breeze that rustled the leaves of my worries, calming the stormy waters of my thought.

The rims of their glasses met in unison. The crisp, delicate chime of glass striking glass echoed softly through the surroundings. As the sound lingered in the air, a gentle breeze began to stir. It swept through the area, brushing against their skin before moving toward the nearby magnolia tree in full bloom. Its branches swayed gracefully, responding to the wind’s tender push. Clusters of pale blossoms trembled, and several velvety petals loosened from their stems. Carried by the breeze, the petals drifted upward and outward, floating through the air. They twirled and danced above the group, as though nature itself had joined in their celebration.

There are so many cycles. It’s still kinda sunny outside, still looks bright and warm, but there is this cool breeze that whips my face and ruffles through my hair once I roll down the window. There are kids running around at a distance, a group of boys crossing the road with some kind of long oval boards. I don’t know what they are, I don’t ask.

The atmosphere in the ancient temple was one of peace and calmness. Serenity. Tranquility. Cool breeze blew in through the opened windows softly, bringing in the salty scent of the ocean and the crisp clean smell of the island. The trees rustled and swayed gently as the breeze bent them to its will. The sky was clear, lit by the early afternoon sun.

It was even worse that the sex they had has refused to leave her head, always popping up recklessly and without will at times it shouldn't especially when Liam gets closer to her. "Hmmm…" she sighs, taking yet another deep breath as the wind whooshes over her delicate skin bringing a surge of calming sensations along with it. The gentle breeze sweeps across her skin giving her a cooling effect. Her hands were folded as she rubbed them against each other while taking in a deep breath letting the cool air drift into her nostrils. She loves the feeling of it and could give anything at that moment to have the soothing breeze keep caressing her skin.

A quiet breeze through the tre es, carrying just the faintest trace of something cold. I pressed a palm to the nearest tree. It didn’t hum back like it used to.