Take My Breath Away Novels & Stories

He places another peck on my cheeks. "Just gimme a minute, I'll be right outside". I shoo him away in order to catch my breath. He knows how to take my breath away, a feat I'm not sure I can achieve with him because he's always composed when I'm near, never breathless like I always am around him. I take some minutes to calm my heart, looking one more time at the girl in the mirror before I step out.

AVELORA The word made breathable air disappear. Mate The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the crackle of the fire and the shallow sound of my own breathing. I stood completely frozen, the exhaustion in my muscles entirely forgotten as the world tilted violently. My eyes snapped directly to Khyrix

I blink and see his eyes, they pull me in and then I finally hear what he’s saying to me, “BREATHE AKIRA!” Am I not breathing? I take a breath in and I was, in fact, not breathing. It takes me a moment to catch my breath and for my head to stop spinning but he holds me up with his hands but it’s his eyes that anchor me. “Noah, what do I do to make this stop please I can’t take it,” I whine. He picks me up and I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He carries me over to the shower and puts us under freezing cold water on full blast. Instantly it helps, not fully but enough.

Each intake of air was distinct and exaggerated to help Aryana focus. "Hey, mio tesoro," I murmured, getting Aryana's attention again. "I need you to do me a favor. Can you follow my breathing, okay?" I asked with my tone low and soothing to Aryana's ears, like a lullaby. "You're doing so well, il mio bel tesoro. I'm here. It is okay."

Now she stood at the treeline, heart pounding, staring at the faint glow of torches from the great hall. And then she felt it. The pressure in her chest surged, sharp and unbearable, stealing the air from her lungs. Her knees buckled. One hand clawed at her breastbone, as though she could pry away the invisible grip crushing her. She gasped, trembling, her breath coming in shallow, frantic pulls. “Breathe,” she whispered to herself, though every attempt felt like drowning. And then, across the distance — she felt him. A pulse. A tether. Something slamming into her spirit with the force of a storm. The air rushed back into her lungs, cold and sweet, like she’d broken the surface of a deep, da

Breathe Aria Breathe Reaching his bedroom which is isolated from the rest, I take deep breaths in and out. But before my hand could come into contact with door, it opens. Blake was facing down but his eyes do not hesitate in rising slowly from my legs to my eyes, he stands still as my heart accelerates. Okay, this is a much signier sign

I have been hearing people saying *he took my breath away*, and I haven't really read any meaning to it, but right now I have the perfect explanation of *he took my breath away*. My eyes trailed along his facial features, his thick and perfectly arched eyebrows which were knitted together in a frown, his long eyelashes are illuminated by his sparkling blue eyes. His lips looked a little bit pale, but still so beautiful and tempting as I stared at them longingly. I folded my lower lip in my mouth and bite it hard, until I tasted a metallic liquid -that's when I realized I've injured my lip. He looked so flawless and sinfully handsome, even though he was frowning he didn't look any less handso

My blood is getting hotter with every breath I take, it gets closer and closer to devastation. Blinking repeatedly and trying to hold onto the love I feel for my friends and pack when I feel his scent surrounding me, reaching out to me and trying to calm me down. "listen to my voice love!" I hear him say from a far distance, trying to reach for anything that can be my anchor and hold me down from bursting. His scent starts to fill up my lungs and for every breath I take it fills up more and small pieces of my energy draw back into my body. Lulling it back to calmness! It feels like I'm floating for a bit.

The world outside was a symphony of whites, blues, and greens, the air crisp and clear, carrying with it the fresh scent of snow and pine. "Wow" I found myself whispering, utterly captivated by the breathtaking panorama. "Breathtaking, isn't it?" The same soft voice resonated beside me, carrying an undertone of shared awe. I turned and met Mr. Snow's warm gaze, his eyes reflecting the wondrous scene outside, a soft smile playing on his lips. I found myself nodding in agreement, words failing me. There was something about his gaze, a depth that often left me breathless, made my heart pound a little harder, and time seem to stand still. It was a look that stirred up a whirlwind of emotions wit

He seemed captivated by the way my breasts rose and fell with each breath, a clear sign of my arousal. He took a step forward, his gaze never leaving my body, and my breath caught in my throat. "You're stunning," Axel whispered. "I've been dreaming of this moment." I smiled, a mix of shyness and boldness flashing across my face. "Then don't just stand there. Come and take what you want."