Blissful Ignorance Novels & Stories

—You're crazy, I would never get married. —You said you're in love with me, and I keep thinking about you, so I don't see what the problem is, I thought that's what you wanted. —What?! How the hell do you think I'd want this, a marriage I didn't know about?! You think I'd want this, you idiot, especially after what you did?! —I'm holding my head so I don't lose my sanity?! —Ok, ok... I just have to get out of here... and get away from you... because now I know you're an out of control psychotic and....

You can only fake enjoyment for so long before slyly retreating to the comfort of your own room. I couldn't stand the way Drew and Cassandra looked lovingly at each other, she was blissfully unaware of Drew's blandness and his constantly formal tone, he resembled a potato, plain and boring, two things Cassandra was not. It didn't surprise me that Cassandra was settling for someone like Drew, after the heartache of her last boyfriend, she was just about ready to date anyone who showed interest. "Soph?" I cursed upon hearing Cassandra's voice. "Don't worry about me, go and enjoy the movie, I'm just a little tired, that's all." I plastered a smile on my face.

Yellow was the freedom he felt in the sun, at the joy of being with his sister, yellow was happiness. He imagined these, forming the picture of what he thought a forest looked like in his minds eye. "Do you see it? A forest of your own making?" Elder Nora asked and Oli nodded. "Good, that is all for today." Elder Nora said and Oli opened his eyes letting the picture of the forest fade. "But we haven't even tried shifting." Oli said, astonished by the elder fox. "It will come in due time young one. Patience is a virtue, for now keep picturing a forest, maybe try to add different colors to the scene. Shift your view of life." Elder Nora said and walked off without another word, leaving Oli wor

She was completely immersed in the moment, lost in a sea of pleasure. Isla cried out, her voice a mix of surprise and ecstasy, as the raw pleasure threatened to overwhelm her entirely. She felt a surge of energy, a wave of pure bliss that washed over her, leaving her breathless and spent. The world seemed to explode in a kaleidoscope of colors and sensations before fading to black.

My body was not shaking anymore. “Grab the papers.” I heard Alexei’s faint voice through the haze. The only images that appeared in my mind were Scarlett's lifeless eyes and the sight of blood stained across my white 'wedding' gown as my eyes rolled back and I let unconsciousness engulf me. I embraced the tranquility that it offered, allowing myself to detach from the burdens of reality and simply exist in a state of blissful oblivion, where even the familiar worries of their cruelty ceased to exist, if only for a moment.

In this moment, Yuria had ascended to regions of joy that her so-called best friend could never comprehend, blissfully unaware of the ordinary anxieties and empty supplications of the uninitiated. Cocooned in the exquisite afterglow of carnal fulfillment, Yuria let the currents of forgetfulness sweep her into blissful unawareness. The rest of the world, with its stupid little dramas, could wait.

come on. I look back at her with a 'come-on-bitch' expression. She winks at me before leaving with the guy. It isn't even an hour, and this girl is ready to spoil bedsheets. I scoffed and continued dancing. "I warned myself that I shouldn't play with fire, but I can tell that I'll do it one more time! don't trust in myself -hmm- not good for my health -hmm- you mess with my hea-" "Hey!!" I turn around to see who just spoke in my ear.

A wave of wonder enveloped him; he had finally found what he had been seeking. There, only twenty feet away, sat Vera Susan, enjoying a large red lollipop while reading. Today, she wore no makeup, but her natural beauty radiated charm and simplicity. Her long, silky caramel hair spilled over her shoulders, and she absentmindedly ran her fingers through it as she turned the pages of her book, completely immersed in her own world. Fidelis couldn’t look away, captivated especially by her inviting red lips enclosing the lollipop. An uncontrollable desire to taste those lips surged within him, igniting a fire that he couldn’t suppress.

and he kissed. The world is full of surprises, and love is one of them. THE END AUTHORS NOTE: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING BLISSFUL HELL, EVERYONE!

“Entry Thirty-One: This is the deepest confession. It’s not about pleasure. It’s about being broken. Taken. It’s a fantasy of force so complete it absolves me of choice.” Ophelia’s movements became frantic. This was the core of it, the shameful, pulsing heart of her diary.