Sneezing Stories Novels & Stories

“Fine, we’ll let Hellfire tell us a ghost story.” “I don’t know any ghost stories,” I say. “What about you, Siren?” Venom asks her. “Nope.” “Well, then, it’s time the two of you become good at making up stories,” Intrigue says. For the next couple of hours, while Hacker and Sphinx work in the van, the rest of us make up ghost stories. I have to admit, Raptor is really good at making up scary stories and Intrigue is as well. Megan’s aren’t terrible, but Venom’s are, as they said, pretty stupid. I’m not sure mine are any better, but I made up one about the ghost that lives in the river, and it made everyone glance at the river we’re sleeping beside more than once.

He talked about a book where a boy found a door in a tree that led to another world, and about a beetle he’d spotted near the garden wall yesterday that had green wings, and about whether sharks could sneeze. “Can they, Dad? Sneeze? Because they breathe through their gills so maybe they can’t but also they have noses, those two hole things, so maybe—” “I don’t think sharks sneeze, buddy,” I said, a beat too late, and I heard the delay in my own answer and so did Lucas.

Theo kept up a steady stream of commentary—half mechanical advice, half outrageous stories about his rogue pack days that made me laugh so hard I nearly dropped a bolt. "You're making that up," I accused, passing him a different wrench. "I swear on my life. There I was, sixteen years old, covered in mud, trying to explain to the alpha why I'd accidentally shifted in the middle of a human grocery store." He grinned. "Turns out, 'I sneezed' isn't a good excuse." "You shifted because you sneezed?" "It was a very aggressive sneeze." He winked. "Also, there was a really cute cashier and I got nervous."

The local rain soaked Debbie's sky-blue handkerchief. "Haha, it's a sign that you’re very healthy as usual, right? Debbie.” Joke Kia at Debbie who is now busy with a handkerchief on the nose. Debbie's unnatural sneezing is often become the subject of seduction from her friends. It's an embarrassing atmosphere where things are calm and people around are serious like before. Then suddenly she sneezes and unbearable, yes of course immediately she become is the center of attention. What else is the sneezing not enough once. Debbie sneezed at least four times, that's for sure for. That's why friends like to idly count the number of her sneezes.

Ches whines from beside me, finally taking a bite of her food, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Someone said he tipped you over in front of everyone, only to catch you in one arm and kiss you senseless, in the middle of the hallway before the principal came and chased you all off to class." I burst out laughing at her detailed and very exaggerated explanation, not for once doubting that someone had said something like that. Narratives change and stories most times lose their facts from being retold so many times within these walls that I don't even bother with them, so yeah, no surprise there at all.

“Emma, come here.” “But, I need to….” She tried to pull away from me. I knew she wanted to set her books down, and I knew she hated that I was touching her, but I needed my friends fixed, both of them, and there was only one person who could do that. He was telling a story as we approached, and I didn’t want to interrupt, but I also couldn’t wait too long either. “And then, wouldn’t you know it, but that bear totally left my lunchbox alone and ate every last crumb of my brother’s sandwich!” The kids standing around Mr. Horton’s desk laughed as if that was the funniest thing they’d ever heard in their lives. “And that’s why you don’t always have to be fast—you just have to be faster than the

I clasped my hands and put them on my chest,extended my legs,keeping them together and inhaled deeply. A bug went up my nose. My eyes flew open and I did a pretty good impression of an elephant blowing it's trunk.I gaged,sneezed and coughed until I dislodged what seemed to be a very irritated fruit fly.I rubbed my nose as it flew around my head cussing me out."You think I liked having you up my nose pal?"It probably gave me the finger then went on it's way. "Oh,this is ridiculous"

The bitterness burned in my nose, causing me to sneeze. I wiped snot on the back of my paw and waited for the man to leave the window, hoping he would forget to shut it. Opening doorknobs with paws was not an easy thing to do. Jumping a two-story building, on the other hand, was easy peasy.

She didn't struggle and let him do what he wanted. He then began telling her cringe stories about how he found this place by chance and it became his spot. He started telling her about his childhood as well as the ones that she had forgotten. She sneered inwardly as she watched him make a fool of himself. Did he think this was a movie where she would fall for his sob story? Barf!

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.