Sneeze Fiction Novels & Stories

He appeared so dashing that people had a hard time withdrawing their gaze from him. “We’re finally going to meet. I’m looking forward to that.” ... “Achoo!” As Sienna gave her instructions to Bona in the bedroom that was two walls away, she suddenly sneezed. It was uncommon for her to get a cold because she had always been in excellent health.

Sighing in defeat, I drove back to the pack house. Since my window had been open, I was somehow exposed to the rain and cold. It didn't mean that I caught a cold, but since I was more of a human now, I did feel like I caught a cold. As I entered the castle, the warmth invaded my senses and I suddenly sneezed. I stared, wide-eyed. The last time I sneezed was way before I wolfed out. Damian was pacing and the moment he heard my sneeze, he stopped and turned to meet me.

The dust and debris that had just settled were stirred up again by the man, despite taking her antiallergenic medication in the morning and wearing a mask, she still felt an unusual urge to sneeze! It's like the saying: "Sneezes and love cannot be hidden!" Ah - Bianca held her nose and managed to stifle the sneeze, causing a sharp pain in her chest, but she made only an extremely subtle sound. The footsteps and searching sounds outside abruptly ceased. Had he heard her? Bianca tried hard to hold her breath, and the surrounding air became especially quiet, with only occasional sounds of decaying wood. It felt like a competition to see who would make a sound first.

Actually laugh, until my ribs hurt and my eyes burn. "C'mon." I squeeze his crotch one more time, just to be petty. "Do it. Show me how dominant you are." "No... urrgh... no fucking shirt—" Achoo! The sneeze hits him so hard he staggers back a step. Then another. And another. And another. His whole body convulses with each one, big shoulders shaking, nose running, eye watering. I laugh until I can't breathe. Until I'm bent over, wheezing, tears streaming down my face.

We all ended up getting wet and catching a cold. The Moment I entered the Tent, I heard her Sneezing. I didn't know why a Smile formed across my lips and her Sneezing reminded me a cat sneezing. Cute... She sneezed again and I said. "Someone Got cold?" She turned quickly towards me and meanwhile I sat on the small couch near the Table. She shook her head while walking closer to me. "Not Cold, But yes Sneezes" She replied sneezing again. She sat against me and Started making the bite. I just wanted to finish the food as soon as possible Because If rain starts we all would have nothing to hide.

Searching for any smell that was odd and unnatural. When the watery freshness of cold air hit her nostrils, a soft gasp escaped her lips as she instantly knew that she had found it – the odd and unnatural smell. Snow! The smell of snow was what her nose had picked up. They were only in early December. It had not snowed yet and it wouldn't snow until the first or second month of the next year. So where was this snow scent coming from? There was only one answer Shirley could give to this question, whoever it was that had shot her friend had come from another country. Another country that was already experiencing snow!

He was struggling but he was determined to make me feel that he was worried. Lies! I pushed him, glaring at him and put the flower in his face. He sneezed, louder than before. He moved away from me and sat on the bed. I tried not to look at his bottom covered by towel, worried that it might be removed from his body and I would see what I shouldn't see. "I'm not here to go back. It's weird but I want to see you sneeze," I said icily. He was surprised by what I said, especially since the words coming out of my mouth seemed like nonsense. He looked at me, frowning, covering his nose as he asked, "What?"

A sudden, unexpected sneeze ripped through the air, echoing within the confines of the room. My eyes snapped open in response to the surprising burst of sound, my senses abruptly yanked from the veil of slumber. Blinking against the hazy confusion that lingered in the corners of my mind, I found myself met with a sight that tugged at my heart in a way I had never anticipated.

I blink my eyes as I turn my head to the side where some soft and feather-light threads tickle my face and coax a sneeze out of me. "Excuse me" I wheeze per habit after sneezing and that's when I see the threads are red. No, not actual red. This is.... One second, two seconds, three seconds...I scream with fright, backpedaling away with such speed that amazes me until I nearly fall from the bed. But a seizing force comes slamming down on my face and shoves me into the bed with nails clipping into my cheeks. "What the hell is wrong with you, foolish woman? What's the need to get all dramatic so early in the morning?"

** ** During the midst of my sleep, I suddenly became conscious of my surroundings. A peculiar sensation tickled my nose, causing me to release a resounding sneeze. "Achoo!" Startled, I roused myself from sleep, exerting effort to pry open my heavy eyelids. After blinking twice, my gaze settled upon the window that I had carelessly left wide open. The wind outside was gusting, sending a chilling breeze that penetrated my skin. Letting out a sigh, I felt a wave of laziness wash over me as I contemplated getting up to close the window.