Novel & Cerita Bliss: A

It felt so good. I really loved how it felt. It'd been ages since I felt that good. Leaving my breasts, Chris left a trail of kisses down my tummy. My insides were burning and I felt like I was on fire. The teasing was just too much and I wanted more. When he brought back his lips to mine and lowered himself, his hardness pressed against me and this sent sparks rushing through my body. If I didn't love Clyde so much, I'd have thought I was in love with Chris. The physical attraction I felt towards him was undeniable.

He was so close I could smell expensive tobacco, rain, and a raw, heavy musk that made my pulse hammer in my throat. "I'm Franco," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a physical weight. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache between my thighs. He held out a heavy, matte black invitation. "The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who h

Blinded, tired, and wedged under something heavy Zira wiggled to the edge of the bed and sifted through the pile of clothes on the floor until she found the source of the noise. “Oh shit.” When she finally managed to silence the alarm she realized why it was going off. It was already 8:30 am. She had class! Zira turned to figure out what was on top of her and froze. It wasn’t a what. It was a who. She narrowed her eyes at the very attractive and very blurry face resting on her bare chest. It looked like she had a good time last night.

Even though it was a part of the formal mating bond ceremony, I would cherish this moment forever. My chest tightened as I swallowed hard. Killian's hold on my hands tightened as I began to shake. "I, Natalie Matthews, have been blessed to have you, Killian Amery, as my mate. You have brought joy and light to my life that I had not known was possible. Nothing has made me happier than having you by my side. I vow before our people and Goddess that I will love and honor you every day for the rest of my life."

The concoction seemed to have made me more sensitive as well. My vision turned blurry as my body heated up once more. A deep flush spread across my skin. I clung to the vine that was wrapped across my chest, staring at it with hazy eyes before asking, "Do you like me, divine god of the tree?" The divine tree rustled its branches as if in approval of my question. I threw myself into it. I thought about all the ways the men had described that made the process more pleasurable as I clung to the vines desperately.

Sinking into his familiar, intoxicating scent of sandalwood and rain, she let out a long, quiet sigh of absolute relief. "I'm more than alright," Avery whispered, leaning up to press her lips against his in a sweet, lingering kiss. She pulled back slightly, her eyes sparkling with quiet triumph as she patted the top of the cardboard box resting on her lap. "I got it, Damien. All of it. Mom's master ledger and the trust documents are right here." A dark, intensely proud smirk curled Damien's lips. He reached over, pressing a tender, lingering kiss to her forehead before cupping the back of her head, resting his cheek against hers.

And no matter how hard I worked or begged for recognition, it was obvious that his decision was made long before I ever stepped foot in the academy. My fist smashes through the wooden dummy, sending pieces flying in all directions. “Fuck you, Jaxon!” I growl. “Who’s fucking Jaxon?” a cheerful voice asks from behind me. “Hey Bliss,” I mutter, walking over to pick out another dummy to obliterate. Bliss is my one and only best friend. We’ve known each other since we were in diapers. She has long black hair, hazel-green eyes, and the figure of an hourglass. I only hope to one day be as gorgeous as she is.

Ava grins at my gesture and pulls out a chair for herself too. "What would you like to drink babe?" I drawl at Blaze and she gives me a look that says —'are you nuts?' Probably I just need an escape plan else I bask in the claws of Raleigh. "You are his girlfriend?" Raleigh asks Blaze and I squeeze her hands underneath the table, wordlessly begging her to play along. I sigh when Blaze pulls off her charming smile. "Hi I'm Bliss. . Bliss Carnap and you are?" "She is Raleigh, Raleigh Lockwood. . my highschool mate" I offer.

Bliss’s magic helps him to calm down. While she is worrying about Aurora and Ian, Bliss rushes in, soaked with water. “ Did you take a bath right now? Bliss!” Dahlia asks, laughing at her wet body. She indeed looks like a adorable creature soaked with water. “ Don't mind me!” Bliss shakes her body for thirty seconds and lies on the leaves. “ What are you doing?” “ Bring Ian to me!” She curls herself and raises her paw. “ Will it be alright?” Dahlia asks, understanding that she wants to feed Ian. She is already amazed by Bliss’s ability to have a conversation with her using telepathy. She talks in her head. However, she has no idea if it will be okay.

It means he wants something he cannot simply take. I stand and smooth the front of my blouse. My hand is steady. I make it steady by focusing on the motion, the fabric under my palm, the button at my collar that I check with two fingers. These small rituals of composure are not performance. They are the machinery I have built to move through moments when I do not know what is coming.