Rabbit Trembling Novels & Stories

In that split second, I quickly used my strength to push her hard down on the ground. “Stay down, stupid Wolfie.” I teasingly whispered as I towered over her with a grinning victory. “Damn you, woman, I thought your body was sore.” Hayden panted but smirked proudly at me. She looked pretty well beaten up but still captivating as always. I chuckled and started relaxing, making my body slowly tremble, and then I sat beside her. “What’s wrong? Why are you trembling?” Hayden worriedly asked as she saw my trembling hands. “Don’t worry, I just exert my body to its limit whenever I do some extreme exercises or drills, and since I stopped for a month already, it shakes like this.” I chuckled as I br

Riven stood a few steps away from Bella’s hands. His fingers trembled uncontrollably, his index finger twitching as if it had a mind of its own, aching to reach for her. If I touch her… maybe she’ll be okay. Maybe she’ll be fine. His entire body shook as he stood there, frozen. His eyes were bloodshot red, burning as he held the tears back with brutal force. He refused to break down not here, not now, not in a room crowded with strangers watching his every move.

"You're trembling." "I'm cold." "It isn't cold." "It's cold." Her voice cracked. "It's not." The trembling spread from her hands into her arms. Then her shoulders. Soon, every muscle in her body quivered uncontrollably. She clenched her jaw. Stop. Please stop. The harder she fought it... The worse it became. Dean remained perfectly still. His instincts urged him to help. His wolf practically demanded it. She's frightened. "I can see that." Go to her.

She runs out of the room as fast her legs can run, she doesn’t wait for the elevator she runs down the stairs and keeps on running. Pushing open the exit door she rushes out and falls on the pavement crying out loud. Ryan sees her and rushes to her, he has never seen her broken.

Crystal wrapped her arms around her knees. Even fully dressed, she felt completely exposed. She looked at the two Tibetan mastiffs with their big mouths, sweaty tongues, and swollen members, and her whole body began to shake. “Take off her clothes,” Richard said. The man grabbed Crystal’s shirt to pull it over her head, but in her fear, she turned into some kind of spastic beast. Her body flopped all over like an epileptic having a fit. Her face contorted into a rictus of pain, and from between her gritted teeth, there came a shrill, high-pitched screech: “screeeeeeecchhhhhhh!

She shuddered at the idea. The wolf came closer, when suddenly; he stopped and let out a howl that made her ears ache. Its front legs buckled and it began to shake. The muscles under his skin moved strangely, growing, shrinking, looking like a bizarre image. Nebraska sat up slowly despite the pain, she couldn't stay there.

The sounds of leaves sometimes crunching under my shoes was pleasing and it felt sort of soothing. I didn’t really have any solid plans when I came here but now that I was here, something in the thick forest caught my eyes after I had roamed around for a while. An injured rabbit. It was struggling by the creek with a broken leg trying to move but everytime it tried, it just got hurt and froze in its place. Hmmm I observed it for a while, then decided to walk up to it and crouched down near it. It noticed me from afar but since it couldn’t run away or hop to escape, it began to tremble in fear with its eyes fixed on me.

There wasn't a place that didn't need relief. "Mrs. Fitzgerald, you need to hold still." "Itches. My whole body." "You're soaked in sweat. DTs do that." DTs? I couldn't comprehend what he meant. D and T, what was that? And then it began…the rumble of an impending earthquake. Starting at my toes, a tremor like I'd never felt before. It grew until my entire body quaked. Loud and primitive, a roar filled the room, its vibrations threatening to shatter the windows and still my erratic heart.

I bite my lip at the thought. I hear a sniffle and immediately think that the noise was just in my head. But when I look back down at Daisy, she’s trembling. Her hands visibly shake more and her legs look like they're going to give up on her. Her breaths suddenly sound unsteady as they get louder and louder Not knowing what to do, or what’s even going on, I wrap my arms around her body and hold her tightly in case she falls.

In moments of sharp stress, or in the cold grip of the nightmare, a fine, uncontrollable tremor started in his fingers. It was trembling now. He gazed at it, hypnotized by the betrayal of his own body. This was the truth the slick corporate executives like Anton Rogers never saw. This was the cost of failure. It was not a mark in a file or a promotion denied. It was a tremor in the dark. It was the resonance of a little girl's scream that would never fully fade. He tightened his fist, tendons standing out, trying to throttle the weakness, to steady himself by will alone. The trembling persisted, a fine, frantic shaking.