Chopper Blushing Novels & Stories

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

She looked frantic. "Chloe?" I said. My voice sounded so strange. "What did you do to me?!" she screamed, lunging toward me. I stepped back into the corridor. "You weirdo! Is this some Japanese magic? Fix it! WHAT DID YOU DO!" Chloe kept yelling. I caught a glimpse of us in the grand hallway mirror. A short, messy girl in a hoodie screaming at a beautiful, composed blonde in a blue pyjamas. I took her upstairs. "Chloe, calm down," I said, my hands steady. I reached out to touch her arm, but she flinched. "I’m just as shocked as you are.

Clover said, they held hands admiring the piece of art fluttering their wings in awe. “Unfortunately we don’t get to do it until our last year.” They both sorrowed going back to ground level lifting their heads down. “Yeah there a little obsess.” Jupiter spoke up, I turned around she shook the head making her silver wavy hair go with it. “Obsess more like crazy about it.” Snow said to Juniper and came up to me with the same look as Jupiter, irritated. “We are not Crazy!” They both screamed in defense their eyes turned one twin had dark blue while the other had falling red.

I blink, afraid if I look away she’ll disappear somehow, that maybe I’m just imaging all this. She’s drenched from the rain, dark red hair hanging around her face, somehow highlighting her intense green eyes. Dressed in hiking boots, black leggings, and a white t-shirt with the words Shadowfall along the collar, my eyes go right to her breasts on their own accord and—fuck—I can see the faint outline of her nipples through the wet fabric. I’ve wondered what Chloe looks like naked multiple times over the years. I’ve caught glimpses of her here and there, most happening innocently enough. But seeing her—all of her—has been the subject of my dreams more times than once.

Blue pants with tiny stars. “Chloe!” she screamed, throwing herself forward. But the moment she got close enough to see clearly, she froze. My skin was no longer its usual pale. It had turned a strange grayish blue. My lips were dark purple, slightly parted, with traces of vomit tinged with blood at the corners. The violent spasms from the medication had left my body twisted in an unnatural curl. “That’s not Chloe. You’re not my Chloe…” Mom collapsed backward, her chest heaving.

"Whatever you wish." Blushing, Chloe pushed him away because she could not take it. "There are so many reporters down there. Don't do that..." "They can't see us. What's more, it's just a peck. Why are you blushing so much?" A mischievous light flashed past his eyes. "What's on your mind?" "Nothing!" Chloe flared up in a rage out of shyness. After crying, her watery eyes set off her pitifulness and charms. Even when she was angry, she appeared coquettish and pretty.

she asked, her voice laced with worry. Chloe's gaze met Mrs. Jane's reflection in the salon mirror, and her shock was mirrored in her eyes. The skin reaction had multiplied and intensified, spreading like a fiery red rash across her neck and onto her shoulders. Chloe let out a gasp of disbelief as she looked in the mirror, her voice trembling with concern.``Stop, Mrs. Jane, just stop!" Chloe's voice reverberated through the bustling salon, cutting through the sounds of hairdryers and chattering customers. Her face flushed with anger, Chloe rose abruptly from the styling chair and confronted Mrs. Jane, the owner of Bliz Salon and a renowned hair stylist.

Chloe asks for the second time as she runs her fingers through her lengthy blond hair, grabbing a handful of them in her hands as she shut her eyes, trying to shake off the horrific thoughts in her mind. "Just be calm, ok? Running away will only make the Alpha angry," she replies to her, and Chloe snaps her head up to look at her, as she bats her long eyelashes, her pair of blue eyes dangling in their sockets. Her skin is already pale, and her thick eyebrows are knotted together.

Silence met his joke. “What’s it like?” Chloe asked. “What?” “Sex.” He pulled back a little to stare into her eyes. They were so blue. “You want to know what sex is like?” “I don’t want to actually do it yet. I’m not ready, you know, but I’m curious to know what it’s like. Forget it.” “You look so cute with your blush. It’s the nicest shade on you.” “Stop it.” “I’m not joking. We’ve got a blusher here.” He whispered as if to tell everyone in a joking