Breakup To Bliss Novels & Stories

“I will contact a lawyer to discuss the divorce proceedings as soon as possible. Don’t worry, I won’t regret it. Just don't bother me again.” I answered coldly and hung up the phone. I had a gambler’s spirit of accepting my losses and the courage to start over. After all, it was only ten years—I could afford to lose. I had come from a small town and I used to feel insecure about it, but now, it gave me an incredible sense of peace.

This wasn’t sex, it was lovemaking and the pleasure came just as much from the deep bond between her and Zane, the worshiping look in his eyes, as it did from the way he ground his pelvis in that way that always sent electrical jolts through her clit. “I’m so close, Zane,” she moaned. “Eyes on me. Come for me, Ava, let me see you come undone on my cock,” he told her. His words were enough to send her over the edge. Her eyes never left his and when he followed her into the bliss, he lowered his head and rested his forehead against hers. Their breaths were shared and Ave felt their hearts sync. It was a moment of both physical and emotional bliss. Then they kissed again. The fire had burnt dow

I can't believe my ears, the earth was dancing beneath my feet and I can't believe what my ears listened to. After ten years of no hope, after ten cursed years, ten years of longing and hopelessness, I stopped believing in God but little did I know he will return all my happiness, answer all unsaid prayers and bless me with the most beautiful blessing, my parents. "My parents, they are alive." "My Mom, Dad, my life, my happiness, he had returned it all." "Utter Bliss"..." Pure Blessing"

She reached out to me right away. “Ian didn’t mean it, Naomi. You took things too far today, so he brought Roxy home to get on your nerves. “Men need to be handled gently. You have to butter him up a little and say you’re sorry. You’ll have him wrapped around your finger.” Ian’s mother, Bethany, had a habit of giving me unsolicited advice. She frequently sent me content about being a traditional wife, but I never bothered to watch the videos. “Ian and I have broken up, Bethany. Please don’t contact me again,” I typed back.

"Bliss, I'm thinking of black," "Same here," "Awesome!" I grinned. "Pink for Leah, please!" Bliss chuckled mischievously. "Shut uppp!" Leah whined, rolling her eyes. **** Fifteen minutes after leaving, Vanille returned. "Big news!" She announced as she took her seat. "Ooo gossip!" Bliss leaned forward. Vanille grinned and beamed at us. "Spill it!" I smirked. "The suspense is killing me!" "Nate and Brittany broke up,"

, Isis cried. She flapped her legs on the couch and screamed. The house was just boring! She had not planned to be bored to death. Suddenly, Isis remembered her cell phone. She grabbed her bag and removed it then went over to her photos, swiping to the left and right as she zoomed in and out as well. Just then, she saw a picture of herself and her boyfriend–the same boyfriend who broke up with her. Isis smiled. She had missed James. Despite the fact that he had not called to check on her since he allegedly broke up with her, Isis attributed it to him still getting over the fact that she wouldn't sleep with him until they're married. " I'm so sorry thAt things have to be this way, my love..I

I refuse to think about him! “You know, I heard he and Kaylee just broke up. Knowing him, he probably cheated or something,” Bliss says casually. “He did not!” I retort, then quickly slap a hand over my mouth. What the hell was that? Why am I sticking up for him?

BLISS SAT ON THE sofa, mindlessly staring at the TV. She was numb to it all. Her life was done with, at least as she'd known it. And Travis was gone. The cops had already told her that the paperwork for Witness Protection was being pushed through despite the holidays, and that meant that in twenty-four hours Bliss Giles would cease to exist. She'd become someone else. A stranger. None of it mattered anymore. Was this how it felt like for Wendy? Was this depression? She'd always fought her way through the tough times, determined to make things better but now... It wasn't worth it. Travis had made that clear.

He had once truly cherished me, a fact that couldn't be erased when looking back on my dazzling achievements in the decades that followed. Back then, I was young and thought I could live day by day. This little episode didn't last too long, and we continued to be sweet as honey. At worst, we might break up in the end. Little did I know that the bomb of fate was already deeply buried at that moment. Our intimate relationship could never be easily broken apart.

“Because you’re losing an opportunity, Bliss. That’s once in a lifetime opportunity and you’ll just put that to waste? You’ll regret it. You’ll regret losing an opportunity because of me. Go to France, leave me.” “No.” I said very firmly. He winced again, the face he makes when he’s disappointed or mad. Yet, I still smiled at him to assure him that everything would be fine for me. I don’t care if I lose an opportunity or what. As long as I’m right near him. “Then let’s break up.” I felt a ringing in my ears as he said that. My knees felt so weak. I don’t know how I will be able to walk after I heard those words. Those words were like a curse to me.