Bliss Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Loose. I work my fingers into the gap between the altar stone and its base and I lift. It is heavier than it looks, and I have to brace my shoulder against the wall to get enough leverage, but the stone tilts upward and slides back, revealing a dark cavity beneath. The smell that rises from it is dry and old, paper and leather and dust, and I know before I reach inside what I am going to find.

Mrs Vera entered her daughter's room, lightly shaking her as she murmured. "Can I sleep a while longer?" Bliss intended to get herself a few extra minutes for sleeping but her mother seemed to have read her mind "You can, if you intended to not sit for you exams." She groaned, wanting to turn around and continue sleeping when the words stuck Bliss jumped up, running into the bathroom. Just before she shut the door she remembered 'Good morning Mom' She didn't wait for a reply as she jumped into the bathroom. Speedily picking up her toothbrush, she brushed her teeth and quickly took her bath. She rushed out of the bathroom, only for her to meet her mom who was standing in front of her dresser

The most beautiful smell of honey and peaches invading all of my senses. Gripping me in every way Mate! Mate! Get mate! I felt my eyes shifting darker, I could smell her, and when I looked further up the staircase I could see her. My little mate. Blossom's POV "Come on we'll be late!" Quinn practically screamed at me "Why do you even care? You already have a mate... what are you getting out of tonight?" I asked as I pinned my hair up in the mirror. She was sat on the bed, putting her blue heels on, her white dress flowing over the edge of the covers.

He regretted it the moment those words left his lips. Tears built in Bonnie's eyes. "I'm sor-" "Lorenzo! Come quick, the news." Grace hurriedly said as she dragged Lorenzo to the living room. "21 year old Bonnie Evans went missing Thursday July 13th after being last seen at The Velvet Room, a nightclub in California. Evans was seen with her best friend Becca Jones and is the last person she spoke to before she supposedly went missing. Evans is also described to be blind. She was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa when she was only 14, an eye disease in which the back wall of the eye is damaged. Police investigators only found her cellphone and her guide dog in an alley of Mellway Street. Ev

After all sins pleas and sweet talk. I still rose from my chair and followed blythe into the bathroom. The room lingered with disinfectants and a hint of roses. It was quite pleasant til the bathroom door slammed behind me. A furious blythe stalked towards me. She closely resembled a lion after a gazelle in the African Savannah.

the two of them replied in chorus. “Okay...” “Honeymoon is the phase of your life where you’re most hungry…” “What? What do you mean hungry?” “Yes! You are hungry with each other’s love, touch, smell---” -Shy “That’s the happiest and sweetest phase in your married life more than ever and of course, that’s where you spend a night full of love---” -Marie “Stop! I’ve heard enough! Where did you two even learn that?” “W*****d” -Marie

Emma's PoV "We need to talk!" I spat while catching my breath. Aliza's eyes immediately brighten and I see her fangs coming out as she sees my body. All the red liquid on that, it's blessed water. "What is this?" She speaks while coming to my direction and her gaze is all over my body. "This is blessed water." "Blessed water?" She says while coming towards me. "No, no don't touch it-" But before I could warn her, she did what I was telling her not to. I hear her scream the other second and she falls across the room.

and smashed his lips against hers. . . . . From hating someone from their hearts, their love was even grander than they could imagine that the hatred vanished in front of it. Sometimes saying ‘I love you actually didn’t seem enough to tell how much they loved each other. But maybe their eyes could speak a language of their own. His life was no longer his, and she couldn’t live a life without him. They were too good for each other but very bad for everyone else. But despite 100 problems all they needed was just that one reason to be with each other. This bliss was inevitable. The truth they couldn’t run away from. Maybe they even hated each other just to fall in love with each other….cause

Until I couldn't be sure what color they were anymore. Still brown. Still mine. Or were they? I touched my face. The scar on my lip. The one Lin had traced when we were children. It was still there, raised, smooth. But was the finger feeling it mine? "You're hyperventilating." The voice came from behind. I spun. Hand reaching for—what? I had no weapon. Just the notebook. Margaret. The blind woman from the park bench. Standing in the doorway, white cane tapping, sunglasses reflecting the fluorescent light back at me.

“Oh my goddess, keep going.” His hands are so large, but it was a welcoming surprise when he slipped a finger inside of me. “So wet and so warm. Your perfect Bella.” The pressure kept building as he moved his finger in and out of me while still rubbing that magical bud. He slipped a second finger in and curled them just right, hitting that magical spot. I started closing my eyes. The pressure was almost too much. “Open your eyes, Bella.” I opened my eyes and met Creed's piercing green ones staring back at me. “I want you to look at me when you come undone.”