Euphoria Book Summary Novels & Stories

Her body wasn't acting on instinct alone, it was driven by a desire fed by the strange bond between them. Emory couldn't dismiss it as a mere rush of hormones. She was certain that no amount of serotonin, endorphins, dopamine or even oxytocin could ignite the kind of searing flame that was coursing through her—one that was impossible to extinguish. Every inch of her felt on fire, reduced to ashes of raw passion. Euphoria was soon overshadowed by frustration. Emory couldn't believe how easily she had crumbled, powerless in the face of Jaxon. She closed her eyes and clenched her fists in silent defiance.

Liam jolted awake while his eyes were still shut. 'What is this feeling of extreme... euphoria?' He had never felt it before. But then, the tingling inside his chest, sparks, and fireworks spread to his whole being. Ba-thump! He heard it again, and the effect became even stronger than before. It burns! All of this escalated in a matter of seconds, and in each fraction, he could feel the height of uncontrollable desire and madness accompanying it. It was like feeling a pleasant yet shocking and intense electrical shock, little by little consuming his whole consciousness. And at the end, when the feeling became the clearest, it was like being struck by lighting.

Just stood there. No makeup. No filters. No distractions. Just me. And I whispered the thing I never thought I’d believe again: “You are enough.” Enough without his validation. Enough without being wanted. Enough — even when I wasn’t chosen. That was the moment I knew: I had finally become my own home. This chapter wasn’t about meeting someone new. It wasn’t about revenge, glow-ups, or proving anything. It was about returning — to myself. To the girl I used to be.

The rush surges upwards to my neck, climbing to my skull, exploding fragments of sweet bliss in my brain. Euphoria slams into my body. The color behind my eyelids suddenly flare brighter than reality. My skin is buzzing with sweet, sweet electric. Then my pupils blow wide. Sweat beads instantly on my forehead, and my back. A low, involuntary groan slips out, half laugh, half moan as the peak locks in. "Fuck, yes," I groan. The world suddenly feels peaceful; nothing matters anymore. The sky is brighter, the air feels more pure, I can taste the sweetness in it.

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So long as I took my daily cocktail of medication and went to my bi-weekly appointments there was no need for a grueling three sessions a week. ‘We’re not going to back out.’ I insisted, determined to ride out this euphoric high for as long as possible. My romance novel infected brain conjured one scenario after another. The shy, awkward main character starting her first day at an elite boarding school after a whirlwind make-over, always running from some elusive past I couldn’t wait to discover. She’d turn heads the moment she walked through the doors, beautiful while never realizing it. There was usually a fifty percent chance she’d catch the eye of the golden-haired jock or the asshole in

EUPHORIA The next thing I know, I am pushed down onto the bed as Sam and Xavier take in my naked body. My entire body called to them; every fiber of my being craved them. Craved this feeling of euphoria. Xavier’s arms wrap around my waist pulling me up and he moves the towel that was wrapped around his waist. Sam grabs a handful of hair tugging my head back, his lips connect harshly against mine, as his tongue dominates my mouth, tasting every inch of it. His kiss was demanding, and I had no control over it when Xavier’s hand moved beneath me and between our bodies, positioning himself before pushing me down on his hard length, his cock filling and stretching me.

He giggled softly, and my breathing became erratic again. His finger began massaging my clit again. He added another finger and added more pressure until it felt like my pussy would pop out of its hole. He kept on doing it, and soon my orgasm was building again. My entire body shook and trembled violently as it came crashing through me. My nails dug into the bed and I clenched my thighs together tightly, trying to contain the intense pleasure. I couldn't move anymore. I couldn't think anymore. All I felt was bliss. I had never known what euphoria felt like before.

I’m completely at his mercy, unable to fathom any other thought other than chasing my release. Euphoria has me, Jaxon has me completely under his control. I am powerless as his tongue continues to claim me as his, something no other male has ever done. I feel my walls clamping down, feel my orgasm building. He was right, he was going to ruin me.