Blissful Blinks Novels & Stories

He continued his relentless pursuit, driving her deeper into the realm of bliss that seemed both endless and all-consuming. “Alvin—I’m—oh—God!” she cried out, her voice tinged with desperation as another intense climax surged through her body. Her vision erupted into a blinding white haze, the sheer force of her release leaving her gasping for breath. Even as she reached this pinnacle of pleasure, she clung tightly to Alvin's head, which remained firmly pressed between her trembling thighs.

“But I guess that’s what you are, Damon. A man who’s used to controlling everything, even people like me.” Damon stepped further into the room, his footsteps slow and deliberate, echoing in the silence. “You think you’ve broken free?” he said, his tone cold but tinged with something darker. “You’ve broken the mirror, Bliss, but that doesn’t mean you’ve broken the house. You can destroy every reflection, every piece of glass, but the house will still have you. It always does.” Bliss’s jaw tightened. “You’re wrong,” she said, her voice unwavering. “I’m done being controlled. I’m done being trapped in this house. I won’t let it have me anymore.”

It sent delightful shivers rippling up and down my spine. I looked at him through hooded eyes. I could swear his blue iris were red now. But I blinked again and they were blue. “I..” I stuttered. His finger sinking deeper into my slick pussy as his thumb worked my clit. Making my eyes roll back again and my head go blank.

Horribly and gut-wrenchingly wrong. I blinked rapidly as I stared at the sight in front of me. I forced back my tears and held down the lump in my throat as I forced a smile on my face and took their order. The blonde beside Alaric slid her hand onto his thigh as she leaned over to whisper something in his ear. I bit my cheek as I sucked a breath in through my nose. He smirked, rearranging the hat atop his head as he whispered something back to her. Her cheeks turned red, and I could only imagine what dirty remark he had told her. Were they the same words he had told me in bed last night?

Everything becomes vivid once the light goes on. A tall, skinny woman with a toffee complexion rushes her steps towards her. It's impossible to hide, the room is extremely empty. Charging out a gun as she approaches, her brain goes numb. This is a nightmare. Unable to distinguish what's up or down. She blinks over and over. Wake up, you will see this is not real. Her brain fails to process the gun pointed at her. Oh my, what is this? "What do you want from me?” Seated hugging her knees. “Why am I here? Who are you?.” Rose rumbles nonstop.

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.

i whipped it away with the back of my hand and glared at her. Easy you were making gooley eyes at each other just moments ago.i know what I looks like when a couple gazes lovingly into each others eyes”. Blythe went silent as pain etched her features. I blinked and all those reminence of emotions were gone.”love what are you talking about “I screamed “ I don't love sin !”

Not a question. "I don't know what—" "Fire escape." She tapped the glass. "Third rung squeaks. I reported it last month. Maintenance hasn't come." She turned. Sunglasses off. Gray eyes. Clear. Focused. *Seeing me.* "I've been blind for three months, Yan. Cornea transplant. Sixteen years of darkness, and now I see everything." She stepped closer. "Including you. Standing there. Pretending." I stood. "Why?" "Why what?"

I would make her feel everything, every sensation amplified by the darkness that was her world, until her very identity unraveled and the only thing that remained was the sound of my name. The fantasy was so vivid, so consuming, that my release was a brutal, almost violent shock. I pulled out, my breathing ragged, the phantom scent of jasmine and vanilla clinging to me more persistently than the woman’s cheap perfume. She rolled over, be breasts bouncing at the action. A sated smile on her face. “My God, Lucian.”

FAITH The soft glow of morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm golden hue across my bedroom. I blinked groggily, trying to piece together where I was and what time it was. My gaze shifted, and my breath caught slightly when I saw Blaze beside me. He was sitting upright, his back resting against the headboard, his head tilted to one side, and his eyes closed in what seemed to be an unusually peaceful sleep. It wasn’t a sight I was used to—Blaze looking so... relaxed. His usual sharp edges seemed to soften in the morning light, and I found myself admiring the way his jawline caught the sunlight and the way his chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm.