Bliss Disappearing Act Novels & Stories

Finally, I concluded with an expressionless statement, "Mr. Smith is leading a happy life now, and so am I." Camera flashes were going off non-stop, and the blinding lights from all directions had the potential to blind anyone. They seemed determined to scrutinize every subtle nuance on my face, hoping to uncover any lingering sorrow. Before the trending headline ‘Hazel Jones, Cannes Best Actress’, there was another one that came before it—'Hazel Jones Talks About Luke Smith Again’. After four years, our names were once again intertwined. Upon seeing the news, my mom wasted no time in approaching me as soon as I arrived home.

I held my breath and tried to push her hands away. When I heard her quietly crying, my hands stopped. Then, Jade turned to face me and kissed me suddenly. Warm breath was near my lips. For a moment, I forgot to push her away. Jade took the chance and wanted more. I quickly pushed her and slapped her hard. We both breathed fast after stepping apart. All we could hear was our breathing. People nearby whispered. “You’re crazy!” Jade covered her face but smiled happily. “Then, just think I’m crazy.”

"You don't need my blessing." Cassidy's expression became tense, but Cadence's following words made her relax. "He hates me so much. What could I possibly do to stop you?" Cassidy picked up the glass of water and placed it into Cadence's hands while gently saying, "Then, help me one last time." A wave of dread surged through Cadence's heart. She instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but Cassidy suddenly yanked it forward and splashed the entire glass of water onto her own face!

The kiss was not a promise; it was a trap. When Damien’s lips finally parted from hers, Avery’s knees felt dangerously weak. She stumbled back a fraction of an inch, her breath coming in shallow, jagged gasps. The heavy lace veil, now flipped back over her head, felt like a noose. Behind his sleek, pitch-black glasses, Damien’s eyes remained completely unreadable. But his lips wore a faint, devastatingly handsome smirk. He didn't say another word. He simply turned, his silver-tipped cane tapping lightly against the polished marble floor as he began his slow, deliberate descent down the altar.

I can't believe my ears, the earth was dancing beneath my feet and I can't believe what my ears listened to. After ten years of no hope, after ten cursed years, ten years of longing and hopelessness, I stopped believing in God but little did I know he will return all my happiness, answer all unsaid prayers and bless me with the most beautiful blessing, my parents. "My parents, they are alive." "My Mom, Dad, my life, my happiness, he had returned it all." "Utter Bliss"..." Pure Blessing"

With a calm smile, I stood up, reached down, and grabbed their interlocked hands, raising them high for all to see. "You know what? This is perfect. There's no better time than now. I’m divorcing Zachary today. You two can have each other." The room went dead silent. Zachary grabbed at my sleeve, looking like he wanted to say something. However, Luna quickly pulled on his arm. "Zach, my stomach’s acting up again…" He immediately turned to her, concern in his eyes. I shook off his grip and walked out without looking back.

Smiling. “Don’t worry.” “When we leave here, we’ll be free.” Amara suddenly stepped back. “Oh my God.” Elliot looked at her. “That means…” Nathan slowly straightened himself. “No.” His face looked serious now. Really serious. “No, that’s impossible.” He said. Adrian rolled his eyes. “What is impossible?” He asked. Nathan looked toward the screen. Then toward Amara. “He disappeared.” He said. Silence followed. Nathan swallowed.

I smiled and continued, "Well, since you've got plans and it's already the end of the day, I won't keep you. I'll take my leave." As I passed by, my eyes landed on the rose bracelet around Hilary's wrist. Without another word, I walked out of the office.

I tell her and she jerks her hand away from my hands, the beary thing I won for her falling down to the ground. "I can't do this Zeke.. I can't" her lips quivers as she speaks and I grab her hands again.. Why does she do that? Why does she always say that? Is there something else to this Bliss Carnap I know?. "Why?" I ask her, my eyes furrowing in confusion. "Why do you always say that? What are you hiding Blaze?" "Don't push this Zeke, please stop prying into my business" she snaps and jerks her hand from my grip again. Sudden change in attitude. She does this every fvcking time!

BLISS SAT ON THE sofa, mindlessly staring at the TV. She was numb to it all. Her life was done with, at least as she'd known it. And Travis was gone. The cops had already told her that the paperwork for Witness Protection was being pushed through despite the holidays, and that meant that in twenty-four hours Bliss Giles would cease to exist. She'd become someone else. A stranger. None of it mattered anymore. Was this how it felt like for Wendy? Was this depression? She'd always fought her way through the tough times, determined to make things better but now... It wasn't worth it. Travis had made that clear.