Beautiful Oblivion Novels & Stories

They wanted the best for me but my obsession got the best of me, now see where it has landed me. I regret everything. I regret ever coming back to LA. I regret never leaving with my parents when I had the chance. Now I'm alone and would probably die a lonely death with no one to even know I ever existed. I wonder if my mom or brother or even my father ever thinks about me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AVINA'S POV

Aziz’s POV The obsidian veil opened and I moved through it. The obsidian dimension is a place humans cannot see, a seam between good and evil, where no light can shine to reveal our shadows. Humans can’t detect it. For me it is a road I run so often my feet remember the stones. Tonight I used it like a blade. Demon speed folds distance into a blink and turns the world into a blur of colors. My thoughts raced faster than my feet. White fur.

POV: Julian Vane-Moretti The approach was silent, a low-altitude glide that felt like holding one's breath over a fathomless abyss. The "Blind Spot" emerged from the Mediterranean fog not as an island of rock and soil, but as a jagged shard of obsidian rising from the sea. It was a masterpiece of architectural camouflage, a fortress of reinforced polymer and smart-glass that mimicked the turbulent reflection of the waves.

Aziz’s POV The obsidian veil opened and I moved through it. The obsidian dimension is a place humans cannot see, a seam between good and evil, where no light can shine to reveal our shadows. Humans can’t detect it. For me it is a road I run so often my feet remember the stones. Tonight I used it like a blade. Demon speed folds distance into a blink and turns the world into a blur of colors. My thoughts raced faster than my feet. White fur. White. How?

"I'm the one with the power. I'm stronger than you. You don't get to decide to free me. I get to decide whether you are free and I think I'll decide... No." I fought with all my might as Obsidian pushed me to the deepest corner of my mind, the place where I buried all of my fears and nightmares. I clung to the silver moonlight filling the sky, desperate to keep a hold of reality but I was no match for Obsidian. The world faded to black as she blocked me out. Fyre whimpered softly in distance buried even deeper in my consciousness than I was. Fyre's heartbreaking whimper was the last thing I heard...

As I pull at the darkness, the shocks intensify, but they actually get more pleasurable. I don’t understand, I can feel Athena now, faint, but excited. I forget about focusing on the pull, and focus on the pleasure instead. The shocks ease the soreness, fill me with warmth. I relax, letting my hands trail down his arm, before he lifts my head up and slams it into the floor. I hear a sickening crack, and everything goes black. I dream of a black ops team, sliding through a portal, into a cavern that does not trigger the warning system for King Lobo’s territory. I dream that Kira and Vashti, two high ranking officers, breach the well system for the territory. It leads everywhere, every home an

Everything goes blurs, blackness engulfs me. Roman's screams echoes " Rose...no!" Next silence, then nothing but darkness forever. ############

Since Keatton was out of his sight. Robert saw how Damon’s physical appearance changed drastically. His eye bags were extensive, and he had visible black under the eye. Smelly. And he was wasted. Damon only gets him to sleep, and to fill his stomach is a bottle of beers. “I’ll fucking kill the person behind this name it Elise or Morgan or whoever the fuck he or she was,” he swore. “Blood and life would be the payment for what they caused me and from taking away my happiness and the love of my life,” said Damon. He tightened his fist and breathed heavily.

"I just found that bottle in the trash. Testing showed that it contained a deadly poison. Just one sip would kill someone within an hour by melting their organs! Rebecca, how could you be so vicious?" But as soon as Nora finished speaking, a cry of surprise came from the crowd. On the big screen, after pouring the poisoned liquid into the wine, I murmured. "Will it really turn sweet? He probably won't notice if I sneak one sip, right?" The next second, I actually lifted the glass and took a sip. At the same time, my vision suddenly went black as I collapsed to the floor with a thud. My family rushed over, crying out. "Rebecca!"