Beautiful Oblivion Novels & Stories

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.

She felt like she's falling down in a very dark pit before everything went black. Clayton knocked out of his senses when he felt the girl's breathing start to labor. He also felt her stopping from trying to struggle out of his grip. When he got a taste from the girl's neck, he lost it. Her blood was just so addicting to him and made the monster inside him lash out to get himself satiated. No... It wasn't hunger, it was addiction at it's finest. He hasn't even sucked a bite and yet here he is, wanting for more and doped with her blood. This is something new to him and overwhelming that it was his turn to panic when the girl stopped breathing.

The powers she had longed for her whole life. Nimue stood in front of Diablerie, just as Antonio had done the other time then she looked into it and the image that showed was that of Zephyr's bedroom. When she peered closely, she saw Zephyr on his bed, sleeping. Nimue smiled and started her invocations. In no time, she was surrounded by thick fog and heavy winds but she stood motionless. After a while, a bright light shone and when things came back to normal, Nimue had already disappeared.

Lucian Moretti – POV The blacked-out SUV cut through the pre-dawn gloom like a shark through deep water. Inside, the world was silent, save for the low hum of the engine and the soft, rhythmic sound of Seraphina’s breathing from the seat beside me. Razo was in the front, a mountain of silent vigilance, while Matteo followed in a second vehicle with a team of four other men.

“What happened? “ I don’t understand what’s happening and I can’t process everything right now. I have to catch my breath. [slowly calms] I look around to see the place and I am sure I am not in my house. This place… looks like a condominium… yes, I am right. The blinds are open and the sunlight is flashing through the transparent big glass wall and I am probably on a high floor. [deep sigh] I wonder how I got here. Did I hook up with a girl last night? Was I drunk?? Grr, I’ll figure out everything later. I have to go back now. My fiancée is probably waiting for me. I push myself up from the bed but… “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” “What the---” I rapidly close my eyes again and hoped that it was

I just hope my family hadn't seen but knowing Chris, he might have already contacted them. "Everything will be okay, Shan." Ruby said. "People will forget." "Stop lying," I said, getting up. I ran out of the room and stood above the stairs then let my body fall over. Kelsey and Ruby screamed my name. Sharp pain struck me when I hit the steps and everything went black.

Blurred, my vision is blurred. I can't see the stars, or the ever changing moon. I can't hear the crow, or the darkness silence. I can't hear, I can't see, even silence, becomes a sound lost to me. The dark, I can't even feel. This isn't hell, this goes beyond. This is.... Oblivion. Victor Mairo First off, I'd admit I was wrong. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, to such a "tiny" issue. Her words, not mine. Now, let me back up a bit, in order for you to understand. In the beginning, we were in Eden....

“This one won’t break us.” The path descended, the obsidian surface growing colder, its edges fraying into nothingness, as if the nexus were unraveling. The starfield above was gone, replaced by an oppressive darkness that pressed against their minds, whispering not words but sensations—loss, despair, oblivion. The nexus’s heartbeat was silent, replaced by a low, hollow drone that seemed to echo from within Jessica herself, her hollowness vibrating in response.

Sweet black oblivion crept up, promising to claim me, taking me into its blissful nothingness. “Archer, my sweet boy, are you okay” the sweetest-sounding voice called to me, pulling me back from my promised oblivion. “Look at me, Archer, right in my eyes.” Doing as the heavenly voice wanted was hard, but there was no way I couldn’t do as she said, my body wanting nothing else but to do as she asked, to please her.

"I'm with you." My body is betraying me. The friction is relentless. It bypasses my mind and goes straight to the nerves. I can feel the heat building, the traitorous swell of pleasure rising against my will. "Fight it," I tell myself. "Don't give her this." But I can't. The machine knows exactly where to hit. It knows my map. Of course it does. Alex built the map, and Evelyn stole it. "Heart rate: 120 BPM," the lobotomized Echo announces. "Climax probability: 80%."