Blushing Furiously Novels & Stories

A sudden gust of wind, a mischievous whisper of the elements, lifted the flared hemline, a playful rebellion against the decorum of the moment. A wave of mortification washed over me, a blush creeping up my neck like a wildfire. The cool air against my exposed skin was a stark reminder of my predicament, a sensation that prickled with a thousand tiny needles of embarrassment. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat of dread. My eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and fascination, were fixed on the bedside table, a canvas of unreadable expressions.

She quickly covered her face, feeling red-hot. Her face was still flushed when they got out of the elevator. How could she face people like this? Unable to bear it, they had to stand at the door waiting for her to cool down. But the more anxious she was, the longer the flush persisted, even her ears turned red. Calvin, seeing her unable to calm down, smiled lightly. She was indeed cute, why was she blushing so much?

He actually wanted to say that right here in this hall in a class of over fifty people present. "Are you nuts! Did you really wanna say that loud" I whisper yell at him my cheeks going a darker shade of red. Zeke put his hands over mine which us clamped on his mouth and shoves it down gently. "You are blushing Blaze" he grins and I feel my cheeks heating up again. "I'm not blushing!" "You are" "I'm not!" "Of course you are" I sigh exasperatedly. "Shut the fuck up Zeke!"

And in my heart of hearts I knew that this couldn't very well be the end. We sat there waiting for the sparks to fly between out palms. When it didn't happen right away, all my emotions surfaced. I could feel the hot tears welling up trying not to flow over my eyelid. Max's eyes grew concerned and he looked as though he wanted to comfort me, but we both knew he couldn't. This only made me even more emotional! My face felt like it was on fire, so I knew I was blushing, and not the cute kind of rosey blush, the blotchy kind. I snorted hoping that the snot was not already leaking out of my nostrils. It was no use. Max looked like he was in pain watching me in pain. But we never broke eye contac

He warned terrifyingly and glared at her. "Y-Yes.." She stuttered and ran as fast as she could. And that's how the bad little pig had her reputation blown down by two dangerous wolves. "Hey Caspian, the ice cream is here," I pointed at the waitress who smiled and put our orders down, "Y-Yeah." Huh? What's wrong with him? "Hey, are you blushing?" I asked teasingly. "W-What?! B-B-Blushing?! Of course not!" He replied, all flustered and looked away.

Bluey I dashed out of the training room like a flash, my earlier professional composure completely annihilated. I ran through the corridors of the Central Wing, hardly registering the heavy security, until I reached the safety of my room in the West Wing. I slammed the door shut behind me and leaned against it, taking deep, shuddering breaths. My cheeks were still blazing red from blushing, and my heart was beating so fast and hard it felt like it was tearing itself out of my chest. What's this feeling?

“Why would you say something like that?” “Because you’re blushing”. Andrei grinned. “Wow, never thought I’d see the day you blush just because I took my shirt off.” Anna looked appalled. “Of course not!.” She exclaimed in a high pitched voice. “You must be blind.” She mumbled. “Caught ya.” Andrei smirked.

There were no cracks or bumps under the skin, so I reached out and gave it a gentle push. "Whoo-hoo!" The muscles under my fingers trembled violently, accompanied by a whimper in a strange tone. I was startled and withdrew my finger, "What, did I hurt you?" He lay on the ground, gasping as if he would die in the next second, and his face was abnormally red. “Why are you blushing? !” I knew that his face was covered with scales, and the color of his skin couldn't appear on his face. “Are you sick?”

His words sent a delightful shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth. My cheeks burned crimson, and I desperately tried to hide my face behind my hair to conceal my blush. However, Thorian had already noticed and decided to tease me about it. He looked up at my face, squeezing it gently to make me look at him, even though I tried to maintain a faux frown. "Wait, are you blushing?" Thorian asked with an amused expression, leaning in closer to examine my face, which I promptly turned away. I cleared my throat, my embarrassment reaching its peak, and started lightly hitting his shoulder. "Put me down now," I commanded, still playfully striking him, but deep down, I di

I whispered against his ear, biting it gently before pulling back to observe his reaction. The expression of pure shock that appeared on his face was the one that would be on my mind for a long, long time. The devil of the human actually blushed. I could see his ears and the top of his cheeks turning pink, contrasting over his flawless skin. I squealed and placed my hands over my own cheeks dramatically. “Oh. My. God! Adrian Stone, are you blushing?”