Tanjiro Sun Breathing Novels & Stories

Groban closed the gap within an instant as he pulled me close against his chest, holding me tightly as he shushed tenderly in my ear, “I’m right here, focus on the rhythm of my heart and just breathe,” as he said this I felt myself instantly calm down, my breathing calmed and a tiny smile of relief spread across my face. The burning started to subside and I could feel the temperature of my body returning to normal, it was stopping, the process of turning into wolf had stopped. I thought to myself, Groban slowly pulled away as he cupped my cheeks in his hands, staring deep into my eyes,

Michael said coldly, "The Blade of the Rising Sun contains the condensation of the heavenly flames. It does not visibly burn, but anything that comes into contact with the blade will evaporate in the blink of an eye without even leaving any ashes behind. Are you ready to meet your doom?" "No," Wilbur said calmly. Michael roared furiously. "Take this!" He ducked to the side, swinging the Blade of the Rising Sun towards Wilbur. Wilbur darted away, moving about ten meters to the side. The spot where he had been standing erupted with a loud boom. Countless black cracks appeared within a ten-meter radius of the space. Wilbur frowned. The Blade of the Rising Sun seemed to be capable of disintegrat

Aji moved her hands to cultivate her breath. With one breath, she drew lightning from the sky and aimed it with her other hand at her own heart. The temple stone shattered into two pieces. Aji Sangkala, who was able to control the fire with his breathing technique, swung his right hand. Quickly, the enormous flames devoured the tree beside the temple until it was charred. "My strength has returned completely. If you want, I can attack Nuswapala alone and bring back five demon heads." Aji Sangkala turned to Ki Janggan Nayantaka.

I tilt her head back and lay my cheek closer to her nostrils. No breath. No air. My little mate is not fucking breathing. By the rood, I will spank her so good when she survives. She has no idea the line she has crossed. Pinching her nose, I seal my lips with hers, breathing into her throat. I strike her shoulder before locking my palms on her chest, pushing hard and fast. My heart pounds in my head as I bite my cheek, increasing the muscle velocity in my hands. Locking lips, I breathe into her, longer than before. I repeat the process for minutes, begging the Goddess to revive her.

“Even as your Luna, am I just paying you back by having sex with you and bearing your kids? I will always owe you everything, and what about-” He stops me from my spiral by simply putting his hand on mine. His steady warmth forces me to freeze, and my eyes meet his. He keeps my gaze as he says, “Breathe, Raina.” I follow him in the breathing pattern he shows me. Inhale for four, hold for seven, exhale for eight. Repeat. And again. And again.

She couldn't, her own breath a series of short, useless gasps. "Okay," he said, his voice unshaken. "New plan. We count. Breathe in with me. One... two... three... four." He breathed in deeply, demonstrating. "Hold. One... two... three. Now out. One... two... three... four... five."

he triumphantly declared as I started to breathe after he assured me he won’t reject me. You have no idea how relieved my wolf and dragon felt. “Now hold your breath for five. Yessss baby girl. Now exhale slowly for seven seconds,” he instructed in his sing song voice which soothed my nerves immediately. “Now repeat with me again, princess. Inhale ….” The agonizing pain in my body was long gone now while my hiccups too stopped as Jax helped me concentrate on my breathing and soon enough even my breathing had gone back to normal.

Kenji crouched down next to Masaki, checking his neck and hands. "CALL THE DOCTOR!" Kenji shouted, and Ryu obeyed his command. "Otou-san!" Like Akiko, Kenji patted Masaki’s shoulder and cheeks. There was no response. "Oxygen!" Kenji called out, stepping over Masaki's body and pressing his hands against his chest. He counted carefully and pumped, pressing down on the chest with constant force, trying to bring Masaki's breath back.

“Just breathe.” “I… I can’t!” she choked out, her body trembling against mine. Her hands fisted in my shirt, desperate for an anchor. “Yes, you can,” I said, tightening my hold on her. “Focus on my touch. Follow my breathing.” Her breathing hitched, then slowly began to steady, the trembling in her hands subsided as the bond pulsed stronger. She blinked, a tear slipping down her cheek, and took a shaky breath, the color returning to her face. She placed her forehead on my chest, taking in a few more deep breaths.

It was so disgusting that Severin nearly vomited. Since the black human-shaped smoke was slowly closing in and surrounding him, he blasted out his power as he raised his fist. His fist shined brightly like a sun as he cast the True-Sun Fist. He threw a punch forward to create a powerful sonic blast with the capability to distort the space in front of him. As the ground shook, the black human-shaped smoke let out an agonizing cry. Then it dissolved into the air and disappeared. He was delighted to know the True-Sun Fist worked. From there, he quickly assumed those smoke were afraid of sunlight. As he was learning how to cast the True-Sun Fist, he realized he needed to absorb the sunlight duri