Novel & Cerita Sneezing Stories

Due to taking quick hasty breaths, the dust managed to get into my nose, and I sneezed hard. We heard the strange buzzing sound, and I covered my mouth, only for another sneeze to come true. I sneezed again, and Elias scrambled to his fist to cover my mouth. I held his hand there, willing myself not to sneeze. Eventually, I let out a tiny one, and with my eyes watering, I looked around, taking Elias' hands off my mouth. Everywhere was dusty. It was probably because we had fallen through it. All the dust seemed to be settling.

"Now, what are you doing out here instead of getting ready for bed?" Saben crossed his arms. "Grandma Teresa said I had to sleep early, but Aunt Penelope is telling funny stories. And I don't wanna miss them." Sabrina arched a brow. "Funny stories?" Saben nodded eagerly. "She said she has lots of embarrassing stories about you, Mommy!" She smiled at him, a slow grin. "Oh, this I have to hear." Sabrina groaned. "I should have banned Penelope from talking." Benedict chuckled and scooped Saben up in his arms. "Come on, let's go hear what Aunt Penelope has to say."

"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.

"The Alpha will not be pleased if we fail." I swallowed hard, my heart racing with fear. It was clear that these men were sent to steal something, and they would stop at nothing to get it. As I watched, the men's argument escalated, their voices growing louder and more heated. I held my breath, hoping that they wouldn't discover us hiding behind the curtains. But just as it seemed like they were about to come to blows, I felt a sudden tickle in my nose. I tried to stifle it, but it was too late. A loud sneeze escaped my lips, echoing through the room.

~ Camilla The cold crept in faster than I thought it would. At first, I thought I could power through. I wrapped the scratchy hotel blanket tighter around myself and ignored the ache in my back from the tile. I told myself I was fine. That this wasn’t so bad. That frostbite was better than sin. Then I sneezed. Just once. Then twice. Then I kept sneezing. Repeated, messy, pathetic little explosions of breath that I tried to stifle but failed miserably. It was like my immune system had finally joined in the sabotage. Like my body had taken Stephano’s side.

~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.

Jenny hugged Peter in her arms, let her raise her head to sit on her lap, reached out to rub her nose, then pinched the tip of her small nose again, repeating three times before Peter turned his face up to sneeze. “Sneeze ~~~ sneeze ~~~” After sneezing a few times, Peter relaxed comfortably. "Mother's massage is still the most comfortable, I just rubbed it, it hurts!" Leaning towards her, the baby kissed her mother's face. Ken saw it, tilting his head in disapproval, "This habit of Peter needs to be fixed." Peter pouted, but the new jackfruit was fixed! Jenny also nodded, stroking the baby's pouted mouth again, "When you grow up, do you still have to let your mother rub your nose to help you

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.

she pressed. I took a deep breath, a blush creeping up my cheeks. This wasn't just any story; it felt like the beginning of something special, and I wanted to savour every detail. "Well," I began, pausing for dramatic effect, "it all started with a wrong turn..." A collective gasp from my friends sent chills of excitement down my spine. Leaning in closer, I launched into the story, weaving a tale of a chance encounter, an unexpected connection, and a spark that ignited something beautiful in my life.

Meera’s POV I stood at the edge of the stairs, my breath shallow, my body tensing as the sneeze tickled the back of my throat. It was almost unbearable. My eyes watered, and I could feel my nostrils twitching with the impending eruption. Holding my breath, I fought it, wanting to be in control. I didn’t want to show any weakness in front of him. But, of course, just as I thought I could manage it, the sneeze came crashing through, an involuntary explosion of air. It echoed through the house, bouncing off the walls like a distant gunshot. I rubbed my nose hastily, frustrated with my own body.