Euphoria Novels & Stories

he managed to reply, his voice strained with euphoria. As their lovemaking reached a fever pitch, Astrid felt the coil of euphoria clenching within her, signaling her impending release. Her breaths came in short, ragged bursts, her body teetering on the edge of blissful oblivion. With a cry of ecstasy, she reached her climax, her walls constricting around Phoenix as waves of pleasure crashed over her, consuming her in a whirlwind of sensation.

The dinning room slowly became rowdier as sisters trooped in, chatting and blessing each other, talking about the fast. Arghhh… I was fading slowly, the pain intensifying and mauling my insides. I lifted my head and saw a bun placed on a small plate in front of me. The priest had not yet come and I was on the verge of meeting the Lord. I couldn’t bear this anymore. The bum smelled divine and warmed my palms. I sunk my teeth into it and its sweetness blessed my tongue. Tears pricked my eyes and I felt the monster in my stomach weaken, his blows having less of an impact.

He does not do the relationship type of shit. The 3rd Pioneer is Ekaterina Velika Fontaine, known as Katerina and Val’s younger sister. She is the CPO (Chief Product Officer) and Department Head of Marketing. She is also a business management graduate, but from HEC Paris. Her personality is quite similar to her brother. She’s known to be an extremely intelligent, attractive, and seductive woman who has a tendency to use men in many ways either for sex, money, help, attention, and support. She never falls in love with a man, but rather uses him and takes the advantages that he gives her.

He is the symphony of heaven in hell’s obnoxious anthem. “What do they call you?” He echoed. “Euphoria.” His brows briefly met. “What is that? Is that a stripper name?” “Well, technically, strippers get those fake names but Sylvia wanted us to come up with one too.” Vernon bobbed his head down subtly as if letting the thought sink in. “I like Euphoria. Euphoria’s unique.” I couldn’t help but chuckle weakly. How easy of him to make me feel like I am so accepted as if none of this is ever a big deal.

She grabbed the Chipotle bag from me eating away. "No eating on the job Ms. Yu." Snapped a man with a heavy British accent. I looked up seeing a handsome man who looked in his early twenties. He had dirty curly messy blonde hair sharp features and bright hazel eyes. "Andrei, I'm starving right now—" "I am Mr. Swansea to you, and I don't give a damn if you are hungry. The ice ball is in two days and I don't have time for this." He grabbed the Chipotle and throws it in the garbage can, then marched off.

Emily lurched side to side, the alcohol was beginning to affect her. "CEO Joel." She smiled cutely as she stared at Vincent. "Deo!" She pointed her wavering hand at him. "Saranghae," she chuckled. (A/N: saranghae means I love you) "Saranghae" she smiled cutely as she hiccuped. "She lurched forward unsteadily and planted a kiss on Vincent's lips. Vincent's eyes widened, he was going to pull away but then he caught a glimpse of Joel at the doorway, so he deepened the kiss.

It seems like an eternity passes in this state of euphoric tension, but that eternity comes to halt at the same time the intensity crescendos into a peak thrust and quickly decrescendos, letting me pick my face off of the pillow and let my lungs fill with the tepid air hanging in the empty space of my room. The tower of pillows have collapsed with the movements that Parker and I have made throughout the course of the hour; some have been tossed across the room, some have been imprinted under the weight of my elbows, and some have been streaked with sweat. Just as the tower of pillows have collapsed, he has collapsed on top of the plush rubble, filling and emptying his lungs in a set pattern.

I was left standing alone in the darkness of the night like a clown that no one cared about. I made an appointment for an abortion on my phone. Then, I turned to leave. I'd spent the past 15 years trying and failing to win Benjamin's heart. If that was the case, I didn't want it anymore. It was late at night when I returned to the nearest town. I got a room at a hotel and drifted off into a restless sleep. In the wee hours of the morning, I was jolted awake by the ringing of my phone. My superior at the TV station sounded anxious yet excited. "I heard a 5.3-degree earthquake happened at the old settlement near your location. You need to head there immediately to get the latest scoop!"

And I did love him, maybe even too much for my heart to contain. “Fuck,” he mumbled and kissed my thighs again. Euphoria unraveled in my veins like a dose of dopamine, skyrocketing me to the point of undiluted satisfaction as he slid his thick fingers in and out. He rubbed a spot deep inside of me, hot pressure expanded, and my head rolled back.

Bliss, ecstasy, euphoria, rapture – those are the best words that I can think of in the human language that can describe what it feels like to be inside Eliane. It’s not just being inside her body, although that is it’s own exquisite pleasure, but being in her mind at the same time, being able to focus on how I’m making her feel, how she’s responding to me, have made these last three days the most fucking incredible experience of my life.