Trembled Sentence Novels & Stories

Too much. My body trembled. My heart pounded like it couldn’t believe this was real. She locked her legs tighter around me and moaned, “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop…” And I couldn’t. “Baby…” I whispered brokenly, “I— I can’t hold back…”

Familiar body temperature Familiar odor, familiar ...... fear, roaming the heart! Trembling fear panic, all mapped out from those tightly closed eyelashes, even those lips that were treated gently, were trembling. This trembling, transmitted to the man behind him, the bottom of his eyes, a hint of heartache, a hint of despair, a hint of remorse ...... from now on, no longer willing to fail this woman! No longer willing to let this woman feel afraid ...... This is his dereliction of duty.

I pressed my palm to the floor, trying to steady myself, but the tremor wouldn’t stop. My body collapsed against the cold tiles. The ceiling blurred above me slipping away.

Justin drawled out next and the whimper I hadn’t even realized I had been holding in my throat solely slipped out as a tremble wracked through my body. Fuck.

making my body tremble even more I wanted to move, to do something—anything—but my legs wouldn’t obey me. I stood there like a statue, my hands trembling as I clutched them against my chest. Behind me, Lucas remained silent. I glanced back at him, hoping he would say something, do something to take charge of the situation, but he just stood there. His face was unreadable, his eyes dark and stormy.

Each syllable trembled on my lips, a feeble attempt to make sense of the unfathomable. "B-but you don't understand," I stammered, my voice quivering with a mix of fear and desperation. "I'm being forced into this!" I hiccuped, the physical manifestation of the turmoil that gripped my very being. The weight of my words hung in the air, the gravity of the situation threatening to crush me under its immense pressure.

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

Trembling turned into full-fledged shaking as I desperately tried to finish getting dressed. His voice cut through the silence, "What's this?" My fingers fumbled with the buttons of my shirt, shaking uncontrollably. "Damn, man, sorry, I don't usually leave my clothes on the floor. I'll clean this up right away," I rushed out the words, each syllable laced with a desperate attempt to conceal my discomfort and keep my voice deep. Alec's asked again, his voice filled with... amusement this time? "No, what's this?"

My body trembled especially as I wasn't sure if I was safe or not. After what felt like eternity, I crawled out, quickly removing my palms so I wouldn't make a sound. I walked on my toes towards the nearest window, looking around me and over my shoulders every second. I tried to gently shift the window lock with trembling fingers when a wide and smooth palm closed over my mouth. My body, trapped against another hard body. My eyes widened and my knees weakened, hands flying to the window pavement for support. “You shouldn't have done that, boy” the voice growled low and hard.