Seven Heavenly Breaths Novels & Stories

He said with a smile and pressed his lips into hers, she felt bubbling sparks all over her body. She savored a sour but yet sweet taste on his lips, the kiss only lasted a few seconds but it felt like an eternity. "Are those strawberries?" She asked while blinking her eyes in surprise and he smirked. "I got a bunch from the human world, when we went on scouting." She giggled with excitement. "You know that, they are an aphrodisiacs........So, does it turn you on?" it was a soft whisper that made her aroused down there. His manly statue and his scent of vertiver, It made him alluring to Atarah.

Bao Yin removed his brother's hand from his beard, then demanded Bao Yun an explanation as to why Bao Yun smacked his head. "You're still asking?!" Bao Yun wanted to smack Bao Yin's head a second time but he didn't think it was necessary for the time being. “Brother, an ability rarity on a scale of 1 to a million Spirit Beast births, would you think that the omen that Heavenly Eyes Haku gave off was merely a sign of the existence of a friend?! You have underestimated the majestic Heavenly Eyes phenomenon!”

“Even as your Luna, am I just paying you back by having sex with you and bearing your kids? I will always owe you everything, and what about-” He stops me from my spiral by simply putting his hand on mine. His steady warmth forces me to freeze, and my eyes meet his. He keeps my gaze as he says, “Breathe, Raina.” I follow him in the breathing pattern he shows me. Inhale for four, hold for seven, exhale for eight. Repeat. And again. And again.

The air inside his chest seemed to have been sucked out by him, Sweet Pea was breathing hard, her cheeks were not sure whether because of lack of oxygen or because of being kissed by him, but Sweet Pea couldn't stand it anymore. With both hands pounding on his chest, Brene Brian was clearly still unsatisfied, but fortunately he still had a bit of humanity left, letting her go, Sweet Pea was freed, hastily sniffed to In contrast, Brene Brian was beside her, her breathing was very calm, her face was not red, her heart was not beating fast, her eyes were cold.

“The god that flies on the wind, exchanges an oath with fate, The god travels on the wind with its roaring wings. The light of the beginning sparkles.. sparkles.. The light of the end.. lulala lila. The flames of hundred of millions of lives, fall smoothly and became stars. Flowing, flowing, they are beautiful, And then once again, in the cradle of life and death. They froth slowly. Sing. Sing now these two wishes, Strongly.. strongly shine the god of heaven, They speak of eternity.”

A three-tiered cake appeared, candles flickering like stars. “Make a wish,” Henry whispered, voice honeyed, dripping with tenderness. Susan clasped her hands, eyes closed, her face glowing in the candlelight. He looked at her as if she were the only light left in the world. The candle flames from Susan’s birthday cake still burned in my mind when the night sky lit up again. Fireworks burst above the river—too close, too loud, too wild. For a moment, they were beautiful. Then sparks rained where they shouldn’t have. Someone had left a crate too near the crowd. The wood caught; the sparks fell.

“It’s so hot, and this is an outdoor party. She’s suffering from heatstroke, yet she lies on the ground and continues to pretend. A cold drink will fix her right up!” Suddenly, I felt like I was about to die. My heart pounded violently, and my shoulders started shaking. I gasped for air, but nothing reached my lungs. My throat let out harsh, ragged breaths. The guests saw that something was wrong with me and stepped back in fear. “She… she’s not actually dying, is she?” Ethan’s eyes widened. His whole body trembled as he froze in place.

'The standard vow text is four hundred years old,' he said when she asked, 'and contains three references to the cultivator's duty to the heavens that are philosophically incompatible with this cultivation path, which specifically does not operate through heavenly mandate but through personal emotional truth. 'The heavens,' she agreed, sitting down across from him, 'were not notably involved in my development.' 'Exactly. I want to write our own vows.' 'Then write them.' 'I have. Seven drafts.' He spread them out. Each one was precise and layered and deeply, unmistakably him. 'The fifth draft is closest but the final line still does not —' 'Read me the fifth one.' He read it to her. She liste

They bound my feet and hoisted me upside down from the metal suspension rack. A deafening roar erupted in my head as the pup thrashed violently within my womb, and dark spots danced across my vision. Tears ran down my forehead, lost in the damp, sweat-matted strands of my hair. “Kaelen, please come back and look at me. Can you truly be this heartless? “Kaelen, I really can’t hold on anymore. The pup is going to…”

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ She never wanted a big house to survive, A small place in his heart was enough for her to thrive. He never wanted her to be perfect, As for him, she was already his most precious asset. They have fought with darkest nights, With a hope to see a morning full of light, Segregated, they were burning in the fire of hell, Together, they are in heaven's shell. Now, no barrier can keep them apart, As they live in each other's hearts. ~dayyyyydreamerrr (S.G.) (15/02/2021-23/06/2021)