Bliss Ending Silent Hill 2 Novels & Stories

And I couldn't hold myself back as I felt her wet tongue trail up from the base of my neck, adding a little bit of pressure. When she finally pulled away, she smiled at me. "Did that feel good?" She asked. I nodded my head in response. Her lips pulled up into a smile and she leaned her head against my chest. A few minutes later, her breathing slowed to a steady pace, leaving me in silence and my thoughts. My tired eyes stared at her peaceful form and I wrapped my arms around her body. The skin on my neck still tingled, feeling like her delicate lips were still there. Darkness filled my vision as my eyelids fluttered closed, allowing my body to relax as much as it can and letting sleep consum

The spinning stops as everything quickly begins to blur. The gun drops from my hand and everything starts to turn black. Emerald. Emerald. Save Emerald.

she screeched over the chaos. Tears ran down Bellamy’s cheeks as he continued to remove the branding, slice by agonising slice. Penny moved to Thea’s side and took her hand in her own, she gave Thea a nod of encouragement as they both began to sing a tune to Lissa. Lissa’s body stilled though, her eyes were still open, tears pouring down her face. “Almost done Lissa, just stay with me,” Bellamy whimpered as he sliced through the last symbol.

All of the voices grew louder until they were howling inside her head. She looked into the bright blue eyes that pleaded with her. Inky blackness spread from the center consuming all color and light until they were pools of darkness covering his entire eye socket. He lurched forward grabbing the barrel of the gun and forcing it against his forehead. Zira yelped and squeezed. BANG! Zira sat up screaming and flailing. Hands wrestled with hers making her flail more. A firm grasp locked on and forced her down.

The anxiety began to ease as I found that none of these hands stirred anything inside me. Finally, another hand was placed in mine. It was warm, firm, and the moment our skin touched, a rush of warmth spread through me, almost like an electric jolt. I gasped softly, and I could feel my heart skip a beat. My hand tingled where our skin met, and a strange sense of calmness washed over me. “ That’s enough,” Kaden’s deep voice cut through the silence, and I felt his hand slip away as the blindfold was gently removed. Blinking in the bright light of the grand hall, I turned to see Kaden standing in front of me, a satisfied look on his face.

My vision blurs, crippling agony splintering my side until all I feel is red hot pain. "Stop. Please," I rasp. Her eyes grow hooded with morbid pleasure. "I like it when they beg." Her claws dig deeper and when I stumble forward, a smile shadows her face. Those blood red lips swim before my vision, the last things I see before I blackout. ___

“You loved owning me. You loved using me. But now? You don’t get to rewrite the ending.” I fired. The shot grazed her arm, the gun clattering to the floor. She screamed, more from shock than pain. “I told you before, Chloe,” I said as I picked up her weapon. “Your story ends in silence.” Bellion’s voice buzzed in my ear. Comms restored. “Target secured. Sophia knows everything.” I stared down at Chloe, who clutched her bleeding arm and still somehow managed to look proud. “You think this is the end,” she rasped.

Tears streamed down my face as I packed everything away, erasing every trace of myself and my daughter. Just as I was about to leave, Xavier walked into the house with Reina by his side. I stood by the stairs, but he acted like he did not even see me. Then, his eyes landed on the dried bloodstain, and for the first time, he seemed to remember a third person in the house. His gaze shifted to my suitcase, his tone ice-cold. He growled and said, "Eloise York, is this another one of your games? Running away from home now?"

"Alright, sir. I'll escalate your request to our higher-ups. However, the restoration process will depend on their final decision." Samuel nearly dropped the phone in relief, flooding Sally on the other end with his thanks. Then came the agonizing wait. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he was able to see the hidden information in the Silhouette account.

That is the cue for Philip to slowly take his hands off to his body. He can still see the blood upon his hands that is clearly bright colour. Red, maroon, black. The victim he slaughtered, was lying on the ground with its heart pierced. He slowly got the heart with his hands and looked at it. He smiled while looking at his prize of killing the guy. His psychotic side can be seen in his eyes as he doesn’t care about the guy lying on the ground. His attention is only on the heart he is holding. Another guy walked toward him holding a small box. Philip is still smiling while holding the heart as if he doesn’t want to put it away of his sight anymore. When he already put the heart inside the box