Euphoria Bloomington Novels & Stories

When I was seven, I stole a phone and called my mother's family. That was how I finally got her out of the compound where my father had kept her prisoner. When my grandfather stormed into the cellar, Mom was chained by the neck, with bloodstained whips scattered at her feet. He beat my father nearly to death. The man spent the rest of his life paralyzed and bedridden. Before Mom got into the car, she reached for me through her tears. "Evan, come with me." I grabbed the hem of her coat—and then I remembered my previous life. Back then, she had taken me with her. Her family had never accepted her for bringing home the son of the man who destroyed her life. She endured years of contempt for

He was holding a boy that looked just like a splitting image of himself as a child! The woman shielded the boy behind her and shot an adamant look at Cassiopeia. "Mrs. Cadell, I promise that I will be Liam’s only parent. I will never try to take Cadell Corporation from you or your daughter." An uncharacteristic tinge of panic flashed across Lucas’s face as he went up to embrace Cassiopeia and offer an explanation. "Cassie, this is Freya Moore. I slept with her when I was drugged five years ago."

The plane landed in Floram in the afternoon. Gabriella headed toward the arrival hall to meet her former professor, Sybil Yore, whom she hadn't seen in a long time. Sybil had resigned from Asora University when Gabriella was in her senior year. She began her entrepreneurial journey after she left the university, and after three years of hard work, she managed to make a name for herself in Silver Valley. Gabriella decided to move abroad when she received a job offer from Sybil.

"Assisting Stacy with her problems assisted me in realizing I had my own to cope with. I'm seeing someone now. For work's sake, anyway." She smiled. "Good, Ethan." He shifted uncomfortably, then replied, "Could I volunteer? Maybe take a photography workshop?" Amiriam flinched, surprised. Then smiled. "Yeah. Yeah, we'd appreciate that." --- One week later, The Bloom Initiative had its official opening. The first women arrived quietly, unaware. There were some single mothers. Some survivors. All of them carried something heavy. Amiriam welcomed each one with her calm, gentle voice. No judgment. Presence only.

Cilyna asked through the mind link as to not cause a stir, and she wanted a little more practice linking with individuals. "That is a good idea. You two will go out first and link back to make sure the address is clear as well." Ciaran agreed before linking Kaynon with instructions. Cilyna found Kimberly and Xander amongst the crowd. Chloe and Kade were bouncing around their legs. The sight brought a smile to her face as she thought what a pack life would mean for her children. "Hey my darlings!" she greeted her children while she walked up. "Mommy! Are we going to stay with Miss Kimberly again?" Chloe asked looking up at her mother with a wide smile stretched across her little face.

Bloom was adopted by them when she was fifteen and remained with them till they passed away unfortunately. The loving couple had willed all they had to their precious Bloom who would never forget their love and all they had done for her. When she was pregnant with Mario, she was scared to attend college and that led to her almost quitting school but with her supportive family behind her, she was determined to pull through. And after college, she decided not to further her education. And since then, she had been doing menial jobs to make ends meet and take care of her growing child. Bloom had forgotten about that stranger and her center of focus was her little boy.

The Night-Blooming Garden was the most beautiful and popular place in the Cloud City. More than a garden, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a forest, but as it was located in the heart of the city and a long road crossed it, many would go there, especially at night, when the most beautiful flowers would open with the beginning of each season.

She said bowing to me. “You have 24 hours to get a plan together or I will end your existence.” I growled before I left the room. The ritual always leaves me hard as a rock, so I headed to my pleasure room to seek a release. The room is nothing but a bed and hundreds of lush pillows. A few sex slaves writhe on the bed ready for my presence. The potion I gave them kept- them in a constant aroused state making it easy to enter any of them I chose. They all resemble my precious Blue Moon Wolf. Stalking towards them, they begin to call to me, begging for me to pleasure them. I dive into the mass of trembling flesh, allowing them to ravage me.

"Lately, everyone at the office seems to be getting married. Last night, I saw Mr. Floyd's Instagram post. He's getting engaged! "It's no surprise that Mr. Floyd and his girlfriend are a perfect match. I heard they're childhood sweethearts. "Back then, I was wondering who could ever melt his heart. He's so stoic! Now, I know better. It could only be his first love!" Suddenly, I found it hard to smile. I checked my phone and realized that Vernon had blocked me on his main and alternate Instagram account. Vernon's main account was for personal use. After he left the apartment last night, he blocked me on Instagram right away.

The pulse beneath her skin surged like electricity. A whisper tickled her ear. Not a sound. Just a pressure in her bones. Bloom. She ripped her hand back like it burned. Her phone buzzed, the vibration a violent shock in the quiet room. Jules: Still feeling it? Aria: Worse. Two more petals bloomed. It’s changing again. Jules: Meet at the market. Let’s see if anyone else’s reacting. Niko’s already there. She hesitated, then typed: Aria: On my way.