Sneeze Fiction Novels & Stories

There appeared to be countless little sheep before her eyes, yet drowsiness failed to sweep over her. Heather’s head throbbed with pain, for she was in a situation where she wanted to sleep but couldn’t do so. However, she couldn’t do anything about it since she couldn’t even find a book in such a place. When she thought about this, she felt very displeased since Zayne was being rather inconsiderate. Meanwhile, the same man sneezed while sitting in the car that was moving at a high speed. He pinched his nose and thought to himself, Is someone thinking about me?

Suddenly, his body started to vibrate, his hands on my shoulder was becoming hot as if his blood was heating up, I looked up at his face and I was surprised at how red his face and eyes had become. “Mtcheww! Mtcheww! Mtcheww!!!” He sneezed as he started to back away from me, a year rolled down his eyes. “Sir, are you ok?” I inquired as I went further to pat his back, knowing fully well that I was the cause of what was happening to him. “Mtcheww!! Get away from me! His voice thundered across the room as he let out yet another series of sneezing. “Yes sir!” I scurried across the room to the door pretending to be scared.

The close quarters made it hard to breathe, and she shifted uncomfortably, trying to find her balance. As the elevator continued to ascend, the warmth of the crowd became stifling. Lily's heart raced, and she felt a sneeze building. She tried to suppress it, but the tickle in her nose grew unbearable. “Oh no,” she thought, panic rising as she realized there was no escaping it. Before she could react, she let out a loud, unexpected sneeze—“ACHOO!”—and in a comical twist of fate, the force sent a spray of droplets onto Lewis’s crisp white shirt.

I found myself standing still in the familiar emptiness as always, eyes drifting across nothing and everything at the same time, waiting for it—the fear. The one I had grown used to, the one that usually crawled up my spine the second I ended up here—but it never came. Instead, there was warmth, soft and unsettling, wrapping around me in a way I couldn’t quite place, like something invisible had decided to hold me in place without permission. I frowned slightly, lowering my gaze, turning slowly as if I could catch whatever it was, but there was nothing. Nothing I could see. Yet I could still feel it, clearer now, like pressure against my skin, breath too close to my body. And just when I tri

Sage exclaimed with the sand in his hand as he scooped it from the ground. "Silly, snowmen aren't sand. You dimwit." On cue, Sophie opened her eyes slowly as her vision began to blur. She tried to stand up. However, it felt like she was on a roller coaster, and it was followed by a not-so-elegant muffling noise that was heard and echoed throughout the packhouse backyard's garden. The disgusting, stale, and acidic odor of her puke added to the already disgusting smell that lingered in the grass as she again began to heave, followed by swearing and never ending profanities. "The fuck… Arrgh! I'm not pregnant, if that's what you are thinking."

I smiled, "I feel pretty good. No signs of upcoming sickness. I'm good!" I opened the door to my apartment and set my things down. Suddenly I felt a slight tingling sensation in my nose. I immediately put a finger under my nose, "Not today Satan." The feeling soon faded. I gave myself a high-five and walked to my kitchen to get water. I grabbed a mug and filled it then took a big gulp. But things never go my way, do they? "ACHOO!!" -------------------------------------------------------------- A/N Hi guyss Hope yall enjoyed this chaptor

LILLIE The smell of smoke caused me to sneeze. It has tickled my nostrils for far too long, and I could no longer ignore it. The painful sneeze opened my eyes to the brightly lit fire in front of me. Quickly, I got up, and my back came in contact with something that felt oddly wooden.

Those beautiful yet sharp eyes regard me with the same intensity that they gave me in my dream. “Well, fuck.” I curse under my breath. * * * Dear Gentle Readers, any idea what on Earth is happening? Do tell your theories in the review/comment section. Thank you and stay safe! P.S. Clarabelle's story is called "Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits" and it is available here on GoodNovel.

He quietly opened the door and walked inside his bedroom. The dim light from the lamp on the table was on. He saw the slender body lying on her side. Leo tiptoed slowly and quietly to her. Where should he put it? The big hand paused for a second, but then he decided to ... "AAA-CHOO!! Aaa-Choo!" The sound of sneezing suddenly echoed in the room. "Hey, what are you doing?" The sleepy voice asked. She moved her nose to find the smell of something. The thing was pushed to her nose, spinning back and forth, scratching the tip of her nose unbearably. It tickled and made her sneezed so hard.

I said. "So it was a game?"He asked. "Yes"I said. "Well two people can play at this game"He said,moving closer to me as his face was only a very few inch away from mine. His breath fanned my face as he brought his lip closer to mine and then i did the one thing that came to my brain at that moment. I sneezed on his face. He jerked away from me immediately with a look of disgust all over his face as he wiped off my spit away from his face.