“He grabbed the count's hand to check his pulse, and I held my breath. The count wouldn't have a pulse. Or a… — Robin Bridges Copy Share Image
“Mariam always held her breath as she watched him go. She held her breath and, in her head, counted seconds. She pretended… — Khaled Hosseini Copy Share Image
“It lasted just a moment, whatever that is. One held breath? An ant's afternoon? It was brief, I can promise that much,… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
“I held my breath and wished for that moment to last as long as it possibly could, because a waking dream is… — Vikas Swarup Copy Share Image
“Then, in a whisper, Sam said, “I met someone else.” Just like that, Darcy's world melted and distorted into something she no… — D.A. Rhine Copy Share Image
“Trust me?" I held my breath for her answer. She had every reason not to trust me. I'd been her kidnapper, her… — Alex Flinn Copy Share Image
“... and we held our breath, just for a moment, to see if the world had ended, but it hadn't, so we… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
There was her face, like a summer peach, beautiful and warm, and the light of the candles reflected in her dark eyes.… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Now I sat at the small table in my apartment. There was the hum of the room. The sound of the blade… — Alexander Maksik Copy Share Image
For a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“But Elisabeth..." I held my breath. "She was never a hothouse flower. She is a sturdy oak tree. If her leaves have… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
“The metal door began to roll open as she held her breath. Its parts creaked like the bones of a giant roused… — Angela Panayotopulos Copy Share Image
she held her breath, and in her head, counted seconds. She pretended that for each second she didn’t breathe, God would grant… — Khaled Hosseini Copy Share Image
“For hours, they wrote back and forth, a conversation punctuated by short periods of waiting, where Lucy held her breath and kept… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
Wayde yelled, and I hit him again, adrenaline pulling a scream of outrage from me. He went quiet, and I held my… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
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