Blushing Heavily Novels & Stories

Noah actually smirked, teasing me. My heart was pounding. This was way too intense. And the memory of my dream about having sex with Noah flashed back. My eyes widened. I must be going crazy. I immediately got up. Noah did too. I brushed off my clothes, even though they weren't dirty; it was just a distraction from how nervous I felt. "Your cheeks are red," Noah said. "You're blushing." "It's just the slap mark from earlier." "But why are both your cheeks red? The slap was only on one side, wasn't it?"

|Every| I felt goosebumps all over my body. My body felt a hundred degrees hot, as if I was in an oven being baked to death. I felt myself heating up more and more every second, and all those reactions were known with one single word called 'blushing'. It was something I'd never experienced before. I quickly pulled the front part of my t-shirt so it won't stay there, sticking to my body. I saw alpha Grey trying to look everywhere but me.

I let go, let the bond slip through my fingers, wade back out of the strange, dark place until Cadoc is a stern, menacing male again with cold, blank eyes. I gnaw my lower lip. “I can’t help blushing, you know. It’s not a disease or anything.” The crease appears between his eyebrows. “If you were wondering—it’s fine. Just a blush.” I poke a spot under my clavicle to show him how my skin blanches white. When my arm moves, I flash the very top of my left nipple. He licks his lips, and then he shakes himself, finally dropping his hands from my elbows.

she murmured, I heard it this time. "Why? Do you like him?" I asked, surprised. I approached where she was. "You know, I'm friend with him. I can help you get close to him if you want," I suggested. "Of course not," she refused while still shaking her head. She handed me the new glass with water. When I got up we went back to the couch and sat down again. I took my medications first before speaking again. "Why do you seem to be affected? There are only a few things that can make a person blush. First, if you have a fever. Second, if you are angry. And third, if you’re shy," I explained.

He doesn't bother to comb his long hair, always messy, falling at his forehead, which makes his face so cute. "You're staring at me," he smiles teasingly. "I'm not!" I quickly look away, feeling a bit shy. "Since when you're shy, Samlin Greenham?" he lifts himself up by pressuring on his elbow, gazing down at me. "You're literary blushing. You know what happens when you blush? Your cheeks turn red, like spilling color. Just like this," he puts a finger on my left cheek. "I know, shut up!" I giggle, swating his arm.

He doesn't bother to comb his long hair, always messy, falling at his forehead, which makes his face so cute. "You're staring at me," he smiles teasingly. "I'm not!" I quickly look away, feeling a bit shy. "Since when you're shy, Samlin Greenham?" he lifts himself up by pressuring on his elbow, gazing down at me. "You're literary blushing. You know what happens when you blush? Your cheeks turn red, like spilling color. Just like this," he puts a finger on my left cheek. "I know, shut up!" I giggle, swating his arm.

that hits like a slap. heat rushes to my cheeks so fast it feels like i just stepped into an oven.my heartbeat stutters then gallops.i wish i could hide the flush shove it back under my skin pretend it does not mean anything. but i can feel every pair of eyes on me waiting watching like they are connecting dots that arent theirs to connect. “ its not what you think,”i say the words tumbling out too fast.i can hear the strain in my voice thin stretched fragile. “ i got it from a friend. As a thank you. That’s all.”

I encircle my hands behind his neck and enjoy the feeling of being carried. "You look beautiful" he compliments tucking my hair away from my face and I hold him tightly worrying I could slip and fall. "Thanks," I mutter timidly my cheeks flushing. Did I just blush? Fuck I just blushed. Carl chuckles making me feel more embarrassed. What's wrong with me, people think am this bad bitch yet am here flushing because of a mere compliment? I need to pull myself together.

Why the hell am I blushing? “U-uh… y-yeah,” I stammer, hating how pathetic I sound. Lilly’s excitement is immediate and explosive. “Oh my gosh, go on, tell me everything. Start from the beginning. Was he hot? Of course he was hot. Do not tell me he wasn’t hot.” I cover my face with my hand even though she can’t see me. “Lilly…” “Oh, don’t you ‘Lilly’ me. Spill it.”

She said gently. "W–what… what do you mean by… what are you talking about?" I stuttered, tucking a few strands of my ear that dangled in front of my face to the back of my ear. "I have noticed you blushing for a while now. What is the problem?" She forced out through gritted teeth. "W-what… blushing? Who's blushing… I wasn't blushing… you were blushing." I cackled nervously and started fiddling with different things that I got the chance to touch.