Wind Breathing Novels & Stories

Walking there felt cool because the wind first hit the leaves and made the breeze feel cooler. I sighed with a heavy breath toward the tree above me. "Ah, it feels so tired," I complained casually when the cool breeze hit my body again. Hearing about my complaint, Andreas turned his body towards me. She looked at me intently and noticed what I was doing by puffing out my chest and inhaling as much air as possible. She chuckled as she covered my nostrils, making me, who had originally only seen her out of the corner of my eye, now turn to see her more clearly.

Confusion clouded his mind as he tried to comprehend what had just transpired. A sudden rush of wind, swift and forceful, brushed past him from behind, causing Ronin to shudder involuntarily. It sent a chill down his spine, leaving him unnerved and unsettled. This eerie encounter with the wind carried an uncanny familiarity, as if he had known it intimately for an extended period. It was a puzzling sensation that left Ronin bewildered and captivated.

With the wind blowing, they walked side by side in silence. *_*

Too loud. The air was cool. A breeze slipped through my jacket, brushing against my skin, but I barely felt it. My chest was warm, tight, burning with anger that would not let me breathe the right way. Every time I tried to take a deep breath, it caught halfway, like my body did not want to let the air in. I kept asking myself the same question again and again, and it pressed harder against me with each step. Why would Karden do that?

Seeing the mayhem, Eira quickly shooed the other guards out of the area before they could see too much. The princess stared wide-eyed at her elven companion. "What happened?" Brinn struggled to catch her breath as a fit of sneezing nearly catapulted her across the lawn. When she recovered and returned herself to human form, she ran at Renat and grabbed him by the collar. "You! What did you do to me?" "Wind!" He uttered quickly. The elf released him slightly. "Speak." Renat took a deep breath. "Princess Mairwen said that elves have wind magic, so I did some research and experimentation. And guess what knocks the wind out of you faster than anything?"

The weather was beautiful; no doubt, however, the beauty of a decrease in temperature came along with Salvatore's wheezing. The outdoor cold made breathing hard on him and if she sat outside with him for an hour, he would take a shot from his inhaler every couple of minutes. The chill was tough on his lungs, she knew, but he didn't complain, as a matter of fact, he didn't say anything about it.

Both mothers are totally different and I thank god as he gave me a good mother in law. Keeping the novel aside, I stood on my toes and decided to go to garden as I felt bore in simply sitting in the room. As I stepped out, the cool breeze caressed my skin making me shiver. I love morning breeze especially after raining. I rubbed my both palms and placed them on my face making the heat to radiate my skin. I was busy in caressing the flowers when I heard Roshni's voice near the wall. I tip toed towards the corner and carefully listened her talks.

I leave the two of them at home and step outside. The chilly winter night feels like tiny pinpricks on my face. I exhale, watching my breath turn into white smoke.

Before I can breathe, the alpha next to me leans in. “You’re brave,” he mutters, half impressed, half horrified. “Talking to Mr. Wren like that. You’re going to get in serious trouble.” I shoot him a sideways glare. “Why? Because he’s an alpha?” I scoff. “So am I. Or are we suddenly not the same just because his shoulders are wider?” The alpha stiffens. His mouth opens slightly like he wants to respond, but I cut him off with a cold look. “Focus on the meeting,” I snap.

She could feel the worms wriggling in her heart, the squirming of the worms made her stomach queasy. However, her attention was suddenly diverted as a gust of cold wind swept across her face, and blew her long hair. The gust of wind carried voices whispering in her ear, not the whispers of the surrounding leaves, but other whispers that she could understand. Leah looked left and right, it seemed that no one felt the gust of wind and whispers except for her. Even Mia and Grace who were standing so close to her didn't feel what she felt. The whisper called her name, she was sure. Not the sound of the wind, or the voices in her head, someone called her name