Took My Breath Away Novels & Stories

Why is he here, where is little man? what's going on. I suddenly felt like a thousand hands were pressing down on my windpipe making it hard to breathe. Breathe Glamour, breathe. I kept chanting in my head till I was able to breathe again. I can't believe my eyes, maybe I'm beginning to see things because I'm traumatized.

He continued speaking. I felt a rush of air escape from me as he spoke. Until now I didn’t realize I had held my breath. The relief that flooded over me caused me to relax to a degree that I realized I hadn’t fully understood the extent of what I had been feeling. Now it felt as if the weight of the world was lifted from me.

Well, it wasn’t sleazy when that incredible man looked at her… A memory flashed through her again hotly. No, sleazy hadn’t been the word. Not in the slightest. The way that man had looked at her had made her feel… breathless, unique, special… Like they knew each other in another life, so long ago. She felt the tightness in her chest again as she recalled the way his eyes had locked with hers. He really had been amazing! The sort of fantasy man a girl could dream about.

Love can hit you when you least expect it. It could be a soft easy wind that caresses you and gets stronger over time till it absorbs into your body and heart. Other times it can hit you like a gale-force wind and take every breath you will ever have, and breathe life into the person who took it in the first place. Laken stole my breath. She was my gale-force wind, and I will gladly give her every breath I have just to keep her safe, alive, and mine. If I have to live without her then I don’t want my breath. I don’t want anything but her. I will go to hell and back to get her from the grips of death.

“I lоvе the wау уоu look аt mе here, іt tаkеѕ my breath аwау.” A ѕmіlе touched his lips and his thumb bruѕhеd lіghtlу against mу ѕkіn. “Iz, I lооk аt уоu thаt way аll thе time, you аlwауѕ tаkе my breath аwау.” “I dо?” I аѕkеd surprised.

"You're always welcome here." Even mothers could stick it to you sometimes. I was still shaking my head as I got in the car. "Your mother's a wonderful lady," Amelia said. I started the engine. "Yeah," I said, "I guess so." "And your house is beautiful." "Uh-huh." "You should count your blessings." "Oh," I said, "I do. I'm practically the luckiest guy alive." Somehow she didn't catch the sarcastic tone of my voice.

He is looking at me in a way I can't explain. "That was beautiful, Victoria" He whispered to me. His breath hitting my face. He is standing this close. I blush and whisper back. "Thank you." He takes my hand. "Ready to go?" ●●●

'' I breathe. ''You were so beautiful. You took my breath away. I swear you did,'' He starts to cry even more. I furrow my eyebrows, wiping away his tears. To be honest, I'm not liking the fact that we're talking about this right now; it feels like I'm actually losing him. ''When I saw you in that black dress, god, you were stunning. Up till now, you never fail to impress me. It makes me wonder how lucky I am to live my life with you; knowing that you're my last,'' He breathes.

Her voice when she spoke again was completely, terrifyingly calm. "Take it off." My breath caught in my throat. "What?" "Take." Another step. "It." Another. "Off."

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