Sneeze Novels & Stories

I sneeze out again, this time more loudly and with a huge impact. My eyes water. My nose is itching from repeated sneezing and sniffing. Unlike my earlier intention to get changed, I stay still. The weather is still cold, so taking a bath won't help. I just need to get out of these clothes and find some hot coffee to cool down. Forcing my way backwards, I am thinking of grabbing my phone to call mom, knowing how serious the situation can be, but the light goes off as a thunderbolt strikes the silent night, leaving the whole place in darkness.

I wiped the tears that streamed down my cheeks due to runny nose. [But what's not fine is that, you are sniffing and sneezing.] I heard him sigh. [You are sick, are you not?] "So?" I replied in with an obvious tone of annoyance. "You don't have to feel guilty. I know you are feeling that way. For Pete's sake stop that. You are giving me a creepy vibes. It feels like I am being watched for experimental purposes. Besides, it is just cold. I am far more stronger than cold so back off."

Then I step out. She sighs, turns, and starts walking away like I’m some kind of plague. “Evelyn, wait—” She doesn’t. I jog up and grab her arm gently, but that damn dog brushes against me and— I sneeze. Loud. Ugly. Uncontrollable. My eyes water. My nose burns. I clutch her arm to steady myself, but I’m wheezing. “What the hell?” she says, confused, trying to pull away.

For the first time in my life, I kind of glad for my petite frame that I could fit into this space. The smell of dust wafted into my nostrils, trickling into my nasal passageway and threatening to cause me to sneeze. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose tightly. I keep on repeating a silent mantra on my head—please don’t sneeze, please don’t sneeze, please don’t sneeze. That until the trickling sensation of my nose has subsided, letting me sigh in relief.

"It's... It's okay. I'm... I'm cold..." He froze. "Damn, you smell so good!" “WHAT！！” Then I sneezed and my snot came out of my nostrils. I have a cold. I can't smell.

Suddenly she sneezed. "That was a strange thing to do." Her head jerked up and the book fell from her hands with a loud thud. "Not so loud!" Perci whispered fiercely as he rushed forward to retrieve the book and returned it to the shelf. "Apologies..." She sneezed again. When her nose tinged once more with the anticipation of another sneeze Perci clamped his fingers over her nose and held. Mare's ear popped and her cheeks puffed as the sneeze released into her mouth.

~CAKE~ By noon, I was convinced my lungs were trying to leave my body. I sneezed for what felt like the hundredth time, barely managing to grab a tissue before it became a disaster. My head throbbed behind my eyes, my nose was blocked and running at the same time, and every time I coughed, it felt like my ribs were protesting. Sienna stood at the foot of my bed with her arms crossed. “Normal people swim during the day,” she said.

And suddenly I sneeze in his face. "Hatciih!" “Laurel!” his scream boomed through the air. Kane immediately backed away and covered his face which had just been blown by the virus from my nose. "My nose is itchy. Why are you standing there?” I rubbed my nose, feeling like sneezing again, and I immediately clasped my hands over my nose. “I should be the one asking you, why are you sleeping on the couch? Aren't you going back to your room?"

His nose twitches slightly and there it is, a trace of scent in the air that's unmistakable, faint yet sharp. Arousal.

#Bella's P. O. V My eyes shot up as I feel a sneeze on its way. I open my mouth and make the restarted face you always make before you sneeze and I sneeze. I grab a tissue and wipe my nose. My head feels heavy and my lips and throat are as dry as a f*cking dessert. I hate being sick its the worst thing ever. I slowly sit up and look at my side where Nicoli is peacefully sleeping. I must have woken up earlier than usual.