Bliss Harmony Novels & Stories

My body would hurt more severely, my soul would crumble, and my spirit would die a lot faster than it is now. But either way, I have over the years found ways to soothe my body and sometimes my mind. Epsom salt bath with wolfsbane extract and a hint of vanilla to soothe me. Not enough to hurt me, but just the right amount to numb me so I can heal. And my mind, I paint. It’s the only thing that is only mine. It’s the only thing I am allowed to do for myself. And I bask in my paintings. Except lately, the only thing I have been able to paint is golden eyes.

"I thought I knew pleasure, but you've shown me a whole new world. Your siren's call has awakened a hunger in me that I never knew existed, and I'm helpless to resist." "You're mine now," I sang, my voice a melodious spell that completed our mate bond, with an explosion of deep-seated desires, his eyes burning with a fierce inner heat, his lips brushing against my ear, and began to sing a harmony that blended with my own voice in perfect synchrony. The sound was deeply intoxicating, a blend that seemed to hypnotize the very air around us.

“Depth. Not just the surface.” “I’ll handle that,” I said before I could second-guess it. They looked at me again. “Figures,” I added, quieter now. “We add figures.” “What kind?” “A girl and a boy,” I said. “On opposite sides.” “Why?” I hesitated. Then, I thought of how much I needed this training and every experience and I continued. “Because it creates tension.” No one argued. “…They’re both making a wish,” I continued. “Same place. Same moment, but not together.”

The Song reached a new level of beauty and completeness. In the master chamber aboard the Harmony Root, now anchored at the Eternal Resonance, the eight of us united completely. Boundaries between eternal and living dissolved in light and touch. I moved with Serina in slow, reverent rhythms while Silas claimed her with enduring gentleness. Roran's strength and Rook's power blended in perfect balance. Calen and Wren wove threads of insight and pleasure. Mira's fire joined with all in waves of shared ecstasy. Every pairing, every shared breath, every peak became part of the living harmony. When they finally rested in a warm, glowing tangle, deep fulfillment settled over everything.

"I'm sorry. I overstepped my boundaries. I'll go right back to the chapel now." Hailey grabbed her hand and tugged her right back, screaming at the top of her lungs, "No! I want Tammy to stay! I want Tammy to celebrate my birthday with me!" Aston held Tamara in his arms and turned to look at me. "You don't even care about Hailey as much as Tamara does, Belinda." His eyes turned red. "Since that's the case, you can forget completely about the capital injection!"

I stepped closer. Harmony looked over her shoulder toward the crowd before snapping her eyes back to mine. Her hands were shaking just slightly. "I can't find her, Takoda." Her voice cracked on my name. For one terrible second, I could not breathe. The sounds of the festival vanished. The acoustic music, the children's laughter, and the shuffling crowd all dropped into a flat vacuum of sound. All I heard was the vibration of Harmony's voice hitting the winter air. I can't find her.

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.

The way they were together. Bliss twisted her fingers in his short hair. She could come like this. Another few licks and her bones would liquefy from the pleasure, but she wanted to come with him. "Travis!" He did a thing with his fingers inside and outside of her. A new wave of warmth blossomed low in her belly, spreading from head to toe. She tugged on his hair again, harder this time.

*Harmonization. Our glorious, clashing discord—Silas's raspberry, my yelling, Kairi's shouted laws—didn't vanish. It was *subsumed*. Drawn into that single note, smoothed out, simplified into a bland, consonant harmony that supported the central tone. Our noise was being turned into its choir. The lens focused on Lyra. The note sharpened. I saw her flinch, her hands flying to her ears. But it wasn't a sound you could block out. It was a law, being applied directly to her soul.

"But I kinda know that I won't get far" "And you stood there in front of me just" "Close enough to touch" "Close enough to hope you couldn't see" "What I was thinking of" I increase my speed a little faster. "Drop everything now" "Meet me in the pouring rain" "Kiss me on the sidewalk" "Take away the pain" "'Cause I see, sparks fly, whenever you smile" "Get me with those green eyes" "Baby, as the lights go down" "Gimme something that'll haunt me whenever you're not around"