Ignorance Bliss Novels & Stories

"What are you doing? Are you okay?" "I' m fine, dear. Better than fine actually. I' ve been waiting for this moment for quite some time. " "I don 't understand. " "Of course you don 't. That' s what made you so useful. So wonderfully, perfectly blind. In every sense of the word. " Derrick made a strangled sound. "No. No, you ' re not, you can 't be. " "Can 't be what, darling boy? Your mother? But I am. I'

“Usually, yes. But with her, I don’t know. She isn’t like the others.” “No, she isn’t. But I still know a good idea when I hear it. Let’s head for my office and we can go through it and talk about it.” As Zane and Jax walked towards the stairs, Zane noticed the sign holding the drink list. At the top there was a new drink, ‘Angel’s Bliss’. At each end of the name someone had drawn angel wings and there was a halo around the capital A. Zane smiled, it was perfect. “What are you grinning about?” Jax asked.

"I miss you too Celine." "Huh?" "Hmm? Did I say 'I miss you' out loud?" "Y-Yes." Their conversation has gravitational force that pulled my hand away from the doorknob. In silences, I stared at the door until I heard footsteps coming near. So I immediately walked away and pretended that I just came by. They said that ignorance is a bliss. But when I saw Joshua from afar, I couldn't ignore his expression. He was leaning onto the door with clenched fist on his chest. The man who doesn't blink while watching a dying person is trembling in front of the door.

Familiarity is ignorance, ignorance is bliss. There's something strange about night time. It feels as if you can do anything under the limitless plain of time and black, with no consequences. The majority of Erin's life had felt like a free sample for Hell, a freefall into the abyss of torment, dismay, and vanity with no purpose in sight. But, maybe, just maybe, Uriel was right. Maybe it was both all along.

“It will pass soon, and then you’ll understand. You’ll be stronger, faster, and more powerful than you could have ever imagined. And you’ll be connected to me, forever.” With one final, searing pain, it was over. I gasped for breath, my body trembling with the aftereffects of the transformation. But the pain had vanished, replaced by a newfound sense of strength and clarity. As I turned to gaze out the window, I saw the world with sharper eyes, the colours brighter and more vibrant than ever before. “Happy birthday, Bella,” Elsie’s voice echoed softly in my mind. “You did it. You found your powers.” I smiled, finally feeling a sense of understanding, of connection with the world and myself.

After a lengthy pause, he stammered, “Mr. Fidelis… you… you kissed a girl…” Fidelis disregarded him, staring down at the crisp bill nestled in his pocket. The entire incident left him feeling incredulous, but one thing was unmistakable: for the first time in years, Fidelis Aaron felt a wave of desire so intense that it left him completely rattled.

Just as I am about to give up, a light bulb goes off in my head. The little knowledge I attained from reading those books on mates helps me immensely. However, upon realizing the validity of my predicament leaves me wishing that I never knew. I guess that whoever said ignorance is bliss must have gone through hell in life. At this point, I truly wish I did not incline to what Pius has done to me. I wholeheartedly yearn for time to turn backward. Not only am I angry, but I am shattered as well. How can I bear another man's mark when I am mated to another? My mind is in turmoil and my body was in utter anguish.

“It's not my fault that Blessing doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut.” “Joy, please. I'm begging you in the name of God. Just ignore her. If she says anything, simply ignore her.” “That'll only give her the liver (audacity) to say nonsense.” “Joy.” Rolling her eyes, she succumbs, albeit reluctantly. “Yeah. Yeah. I've heard. Ah.” She stands up and leaves the room. ... Words/phrases and their meaning: * Liver: audacity

That left me alone. alone with her. I swallowed. “We have nothing to talk about.” “Oh, but we do.” She descended the staircase gracefully, each step measured, deliberate. “You see, Mira, you’ve walked into something you don’t fully understand. And in this world… ignorance is dangerous. Deadly, even.” Her words sent a chill racing down my spine. But I forced my chin higher. “Then enlighten me.”

"An enhancement. Look around, Bima. Everyone is happy. Everyone is satisfied." He swept his hand across the room. Indeed, the other patrons were slurping their noodles with evident pleasure, their faces blissful, their eyes slightly vacant. The hum, Bima realized, was affecting everyone, but only those attuned to it, like his group, perceived its insidious nature. "They're not happy," Riska whispered, her eyes wide with horror. "They're programmed." "A matter of perspective," the man countered smoothly. "Ignorance, after all, is bliss. Especially when paired with peak gastronomic performance."