Amity Blight Blushing Novels & Stories

The door yielded without a sound. Blue light bathed the room, broken only by the rhythmic glow of the life monitors. Amy lay there, pale against the white sheets, looking like a porcelain doll someone had tried to shatter. The bandage on her temple seemed like a war wound I hadn’t been able to protect her from.

I look down and do the same. The heat from my body caused me to sweat and all the foundation came of on my shirt. That is what you get for buying cheap shit. I blush as the purple bruises of lust are in full view and look at Amy. "Well now I know why he was so annoyed." Amy say smirking. I blush again for what seems like the hundredth time and Amy only laughs. Oh, God.

I would give him the benefit of the doubt, but if didn't come today then I'd just be forced to assume that he didn't like me. "Speaking of boys, I um... have something to say." Amy said, looking as red as a tomato. This was huge, Amy never blushed. The only time I had seen her blush was when she gave a teacher she had a crush on a protein bar and he accepted it. We were sophomores back then. I never knew I would be able to witness Amy blush again. "OMG! Amy, are you blushing?" I exclaimed. "Okay, just forget I said anything." Amy waved us off and stood from my bed, but Yuri held her back and forced her to sit still.

I exhaled, staring out at the city that was sparkling like stars in front of us. Zac sighed, "Because you're attracted to me." I gaped, punching his arm. "Am not." "Don't be shy now, Bloom," he smirked at me, his eyes lit with amusement. I rolled my eyes, thankful it was dark out so he couldn't see the blush that had made its way to my cheeks. "Don't be cocky now, asshole." Zac pinched my cheeks, "You're cute too, Bloom. Don't worry." I rolled my eyes again, swatting his hand away. "Shut up." Zac only laughed in response. And we were back to normal.

Aiden still ignored Jasmine with his heart boiling with hatred. The wicked witch of the West! Corrupting my girlfriend and brainwashing her. Ryder who was blushing from the previous conversation that had as the main topic Midnight, upon seeing Aiden finally being friendly again, even though a bit aggressively, looked at him in confusion, the blushing fading away immediately. With the blush gone, Aiden, for some reason was annoyed. This idiot was getting annoyed because of a fucking blush. There was definitely something wrong with his head but he was totally unaware of it.

in pain, her body slowly sliding down the drawer. Anger spiked in all directions, so Adam Kenneth did not notice Kaytly Blanche unusually, he grabbed hold of her sliding body, pointing at the mirror in front of the counter, huffing angrily. "Kaytly Blanche, you see for yourself, what is this? I really can't see, you are so cowardly? You dare to blatantly bring back evidence of eroticism, and pretend to be pure with me?" Adam Kenneth was indignant, his eyes were full of contempt. The cold sweat on Kaytly Blanche's forehead was thick, instantly drenching the hair on her forehead. She couldn't even feel the pain, she couldn't see anything according to Adam Kenneth's words, but when she heard A

Blaise's hands rested not possessively but, on her shoulders— a silent but forceful attempt to push her away. Another picture drew my attention. Amanda, scantily clad, positioned atop Blaise in a compromising embrace. But as I magnified the image, details emerged from the blur. Despite the blurry image upon zooming, I detected Blaise's eyes were shut, his hand limply draped over her. Amanda, the embodiment of treachery, seemed willing to stoop to any depth to assert her evilness.

In the end, Colin was always like this. "I get it," I replied. She smiled, "So, you don't have to step in. From what I've learned, those people aren't good. They need a lesson." Just then, Lucien arrived, and Lauren excused herself. "Get better, kid. I'm looking forward to your wedding." I blushed, touching my ear. After what happened yesterday, my heart would race at the sight of Lucien. He touched my forehead. "You're burning a little. Feeling unwell?"

The dining room was empty but immaculate, silverware gleaming even in shadow no Amy. Ellie paused at the door to Amy’s bedroom lilac curtains drawn, perfume lingering in the air but saw nothing to suggest life here, either. She entered the study finally the only room that would shelter Amy’s temper and triumph there she found her, but she nearly stumbled back. Amy was at the desk, reaching for a ledger on the upper shelf. She wore a white blouse, buttoned nearly to the throat, her hair pinned back in a loose Marcel wave but the blouse was soaked on one side—blood staining the left ribs. A bruise marked her cheekbone, her hands were streaked with ink and red, as though she’d both scrawled thr

I had to watch Adam take my shine, and this isn't the first time he's doing it. I could remember when we were still in college and some group of girls began to bully me because I was in a relationship with the captain of the basketball team. Adam can be such an asshole even without realising it and he is.. " Hey! I need your help". I was seated all by myself on the bench outside the orphange home when he approached me.