Sneeze Fiction Novels & Stories

One day, I was feeling inspired and started writing when Mandy came over to ask, "Ginny, what are you writing?" I was just about to respond when Snowie said, "She's writing a story about a raven picking up rocks to get water, but accidentally falling for a flower." Mandy subconsciously looked at what I was writing. I could not block it in time. When she saw what I wrote was what Snowie said, she looked terrified. "I thought Snowie was faking it about hearing thoughts! How could she know what Ginny was writing?" Snowie replied calmly, "That's because I've always been telling the truth. I was just a little nervous back then, so I didn't hear her thoughts properly."

I sneezed all over the pretty girl. Because that's how you get laid, you sneeze to mark your territory. Sweet God, why hadn't her dad just discovered me, shot me, and buried the body? Fallon scrunched up her nose. "Bless you." "I'm the saint, I should be blessing you," I countered, trying to recover from embarrassment. I gripped some clothes to stand and ended up falling down again, this time with dresses covering my face. Shocked, I jerked back. "You have dresses?"

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.

I let myself soak and did not stop showering until I sneezed. After two hours of staying in the shower, I did not stop coughing and sneezing. I laugh at my behavior. It is so unusual when I remember Caleb’s face then my heart keeps pounding abnormally. As I kept diverting my thoughts, I was stunned. It is too silent at the mansion. I went out to inhale the fresh air and walk in the garden. Perhaps, Caleb went out. I decided to stay outside as I continuous sneezing. Hopefully, it will not lead to fever. It was the first time I got sick. I thought it was part of being a freak that I was strong and had no effect from a virus, but I was wrong. After all, I am still human and will get sick and gr

It didn't take a while before the pain between my legs kicked in. "Mommy!" It came out soundless but sharp, straight from my heart. My hands that ran down my lower region froze when I met the stunned faces of the people glancing at the same direction as me, and when I followed their gaze, struggling to get a view too, I sneezed. Hard. A thick mucus jumped off my nose, and while I blew more off with something, not sure what it was because my mind was in several places at once. "Chosan…!"

Florence. I scrunched up my nose as specs of dust wafted through my nostrils. A chill ran down my spine as a familiar sensation worked its way towards my nose. I knew it was coming and I could already picture the outcome. If I didn't find a way to control it, I would sneeze out aloud again, and for the umpteenth time too.

My mother lightly tapped my forehead, scolding: "Don't flatter me. Is it really delicious? I find it a little too sweet!” I quickly shook my head, “How can it be sweet? Please rest assured in your craft, okay?" As soon as I finished speaking, I sneezed loudly. The smell of oil smoke made my nose itch unbearable. I rub my nose, taking a step back in the wrong direction. Then, a continuous sneeze resounded in the quiet space. At this point, my nose must be red. I can even feel tears falling down my cheeks. However, seeing this scene, my mother laughed again.

My legs swing left and right like a pendulum as the man marches towards what sounds like a building. The sound of glass doors sliding open and a burst of cool air hits my body. There is loud chattering in the building and their voices bounce off the floor and walls. The smell of an overpowering smell too. A mixture of antiseptic, chlorine, mops that have not been washed for too long and a faint undercurrent of sweat and stale second-hand cigarette smoke hit my nostrils. And I sneeze. I fucking sneeze. Suddenly, the whole room comes to a standstill. Anyone who was moving stops, and the whole room becomes so silent you can hear a pin hit the floor.

That way, I could enter without being seen. As I walked, my body began to shiver. The cold night wind made me dizzy, coupled with the dress that clung to my body. Damon wasn’t in sight. I could finally try to sneak in. Just then, I felt an unyielding sneeze coming. I tried to hold it back, closing my mouth, but it suddenly burst through my nose, bringing out warm fluid. Shit. I had just been wet for a few minutes, and I already had the flu.

- Sniffia woke up, from the bed, held her head, slightly opened eyes looking around the room. "This same dream again. Ugh! My head are in pain." She yawned and stretched then tears rolled down her cheeks from both eyes, she slowly touched it, looked around the room and at the window noticed it was morning at the Inhumane village, after some minutes, walking around Grandma's house, seeing that no one was at home, she walked outside, stood still beside the door way scanning the whole village as everyone in the village were busy doing their activities, she drew in a deep breath, then walk around,