Bliss Disappearing Act Novels & Stories

I said frustrated. SLAP! The sound of his hard hand against my cheek echoed in the room. I slowly watched him walk to the other side of my cell, I heard the sound of a knife slashing against the cold air. Heavy footsteps marched back towards me. Soon, his face was centimetres away from mine, and his breath fanned against my face. A sharp point was then placed on Aspen's mark, sliding and ripping off the mark that was on my neck. Sudden screams left my mouth, and the bond that was between me and Aspen was gone, I couldn't feel him anymore. ***

he winked as I rolled my eyes at his smooth talking. "Well, if it makes you feel better, I don't believe Noah has ever told me that" a sad smile plastered onto my face. "I'm sorry I ruined our brownie making" I apologised gloomily. I watched in curiosity as he jumped to his feet, a wide grin on his face, "now who said that, because if I'm not mistaken, the brownies are still a go." —--------- Walking into the tattoo parlour I smiled at Dakota, sitting on one of the couches as Indigo cleaned some of her equipment. Sebastian had left about ten minutes ago, after making sure I was okay and taste testing the brownies with me.

“The Blissful Keepers' devotion to celebration includes a layer of cheer to the adjust of this place.” Birch's eyes taken after a Blissful Attendant as they empowered a bunch of lively woodland animals to connect their move, the creatures skipping with enchant. “And the charm of the Charmed Woodland reverberates with the perky soul of your people.” The Blissful Attendants Welcomed us to connect them in their celebration and celebration, and we energetically acknowledged. They instructed us the craftsmanship of finding bliss within the least complex minutes, of letting go of stresses, and of moving with abandon.

“Bliss, are you ready for some enchanting fun?” Bliss, her bright blue eyes shining with anticipation, nodded eagerly. She clutched her favorite stuffed bunny tightly, ready to embark on an adventure with her beloved sister. With a flourish, Celiza produced a stack of colorful art supplies—paints, brushes, and even a large blank canvas. “Today, my dear Bliss, we shall create a masterpiece!” Bliss clapped her hands together, her dimples deepening. “A masterpiece? Just for us?” Celiza nodded, her face radiant with joy. “Indeed! We shall paint the most magical and whimsical scene that our imaginations can conjure. Anything is possible here.”

"Please don't tell me you found a new boyfriend that fast, Maru. I won't tolerate- wait, I didn't know you were into girls, too." Megan smiled wider and giggled. Bliss cleared her throat and let go of her arm as she went closer to her childhood friend. "You seriously can't remember me? That's sad, Ethan." What was Bliss and Megan's reaction earlier when realization dawned upon them? That's what the tall guy looks like right now. She was soon enveloped in another bone-crushing hug. "Bliss, oh my- I think I'm gonna cry." Bliss shook her head and giggled. "Maru, he's still dramatic as ever."

She panned the camera around the room, every corner I had once chosen and arranged. Then she turned the lens back on herself. "Claire," she said, smiling, "I changed the lock code weeks ago. You only just noticed. Who do you think will live here? Who will wear the necklace? Who will be Donna in the end? That is still undecided." Her eyes curved like a cat that had just stolen something. I closed the video and put my phone away. At one in the morning, I got into the car. I did not look back. I left a note behind: "I am not marrying you. I am going to become myself."

Sittie's fury was backed up with a solid belief. “I'm really sorry, Sittie. Blythe is extremely difficult to control.” She apologized to Sittie once more. Sittie didn't say anything; instead, she grabbed a glass of cool carbonated water, added some honey, and drank it. “If you're truly sorry for everything I've gone through—” Look at Blessie's reflection in the fridge door, Sittie. “— Take a deep breath and reconnect with yourself. Blessie, fix yourself so we can live our lives in peace. We have the option of returning to our former selves. You know you're the only one who can make Blythe and I vanish from your life; you're the only one who can make it happen. You may live in peace, and we w

"I'm sorry for all the things you've been through. But I promise, three years from now, I'll make you the real Mrs. Brooks." Joanna smiled softly. "Alright." Theo hugged her tightly, then reluctantly left. As soon as he was gone, Joanna changed out of her pajamas and into her favorite outfit. The maid who cared for her came in and spoke quietly, "Everything is ready." Theo would never guess that the woman he had hired to spy on Joanna was actually working for her parents. Joanna followed the maid out the back door. The moment the black car drove away from the villa, flames exploded behind them in a fiery blaze.

“Take care.” “I’ll take care for you,” Lincoln replied and winked. Shun rolled his eyes but still smiled. He waved him goodbye. RUQA DIZON stood beside the bed of a beautiful young woman. Her expression held relief and gratefulness. Shaine’s operation is successful, much to her relief. She felt grateful to Shun but slightly curious where he got that much money. However, it wasn’t her business anymore. She knew Shun loved Shaine more than everything; he would do everything for her. It’s not surprising that Shun made a miracle and paid for her operation.

She gave another small smile and looked away. He gave a smile in response. “You’re welcome, Miss Jackson.” The car fell into silence once more. After driving another 20 minutes, they arrived at a 5-star hotel; Bliss. When they approached the building, Derreck got out of the car first and guided Leah in. They walked into the building through the revolving doors and approached the front counter. The woman behind the desk eyed Leah suspiciously, but didn’t allow it to be shown on her face. “Welcome to Bliss, my name is Ashley, how long will you be staying with us?”