Tremble Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

I stopped staring. There was a tremor in my left hand I couldn’t account for. I’ve had tremors before—too much coffee, too little rest, the debt of days spent closing wounds that didn’t want to close—but this was a new frequency. It didn’t shake when I looked at it; it shook when I didn’t. “Harper.”

assistant"> The entire temple trembled. Dust rained from the ceiling as the glowing spiral marks spread across the stone walls like living fire. Deep beneath the ground, something massive groaned awake—a sound so ancient and heavy it seemed to shake the air itself. Thomas clung tightly to Julia’s neck, trembling. “Mommy…” he whispered weakly. Julia held him closer instantly, her heart racing violently. “I’m here,” she whispered. “I’ve got you.” But her wolf was panicking.

Dylan had had a crush on Charlene since 10th grade, it was going to be a night he will never forget. She looked incredibly stunning in her pink champagne flower embroidered dress. The sleeveless transparent top fitted the outlines of her body, her medium cup sized breasts were enveloped under the flowers, almost naked in the corner of everyone's eyes. The wide cloaked skirt draped all the way to her ankle, right above her high heels shoes with a matching color. She made her hair into big wavy curls, and let them fall over her shoulders. She turned everyone's heads that night and almost made Dylan's heart stopped when he had the privilege to escort her into the venue.

Breeger thanked Miros and walked him to the door. It was then that the first tremor struck. It started as a tremble in the ground. Breeger stopped as did Miros. They both felt unstable on their feet and were not sure what was happening. Then they heard the rumble as the tremor increased in strength. The cups began to shake and tinkle as they shook on their saucers. The tea in the cups rippled from the vibrations and a film of dust powder began to descend from the ceiling.

My hands are fidgeting and I dig them in my pocket to hide just how nervous I am. I hope Terra says "Yes." ^^^^^^^

Each sound, each movement, felt like a constant, agonizing reminder of the terrifying reality I was trapped in, a reality I couldn’t escape, no matter how desperately I yearned to. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. They trembled violently, an uncontrollable tremor that started deep within my core and rippled outwards, a physical manifestation of my inner turmoil. They trembled as I reached out to touch Eli’s fingers, cold and still beneath my touch. Too cold. An icy dread spread through my veins. I pressed my palm against his, willing warmth to return, willing life to surge back into him, a desperate, silent plea to a universe that seemed deaf to my prayers. But nothing happened. His fingers r

“But you know the funniest thing, my friend? I just decided that I no longer need your services.” Another bang that deafens me, another shot. And the shock haunts me in such a way that I start to tremble compulsively, desperate and distressed. Even when I try to control myself so as not to draw attention, my feet that rest on the tracks tremble at an absurd speed. I swallow the cry and force air into my lungs, still covering my mouth with trembling hands. The tremor in my body becomes more intense, uncontrollable. The shock gives way to understanding in a matter of moments, and I suddenly turn my head to the left, where the light of the subway headlights run at full speed to meet me.

The needle on the temperature monitor was creeping upward, inching toward the red zone. "Steady," I whispered to myself. "Just stay steady." I reached out to adjust the manual flow valve. My hand hovered over the metal wheel, and that’s when I saw it. The tremor. It was slight, a subtle vibration in my fingertips, but it was there. My hand was shaking. I clenched my fist, pressing my fingers into my palm until the knuckles turned white. I took a sharp breath, willing the tremor to stop. But it didn't. It was a physical betrayal; a symptom of a body that was running on fumes.

I feel weird. I won’t deny the fact that I feel completely lost with his touches. I feel like I melt just like an ice in front of his touches but along with the pleasure, a sudden and quick fear covers all over my body making my body shiver with anxiety and fear that I start to tremble all of a sudden. “Zara! What’s wrong?” he asks as he sees me trembling all over.

My legs tremble, my body shaking as I feel myself edging closer to the edge. “Aiden,” I breathe, the words catching in my throat.