Novel And Chill Novels & Stories

and he kissed. The world is full of surprises, and love is one of them. THE END AUTHORS NOTE: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING BLISSFUL HELL, EVERYONE!

Stella felt exhausted after a day of tidying up her apartment. Her eyes began to feel heavy, especially since she had just soaked in warm water. She walked out and sat in the living room and turned on her TV. But it didn't take long, Stella was already fast asleep on her white long sofa. She didn't even notice when the door of her apartment was opened from the outside by someone. "Gosh! How can you fall asleep on the sofa, Stella!" William squealed in surprise. This time he did not come alone, but together with his assistant, Audrey.

He assured her. For a few days, Melissa's life went by in a daze. She was finally discharged and able to go home. Master Graden had meticulously taken care of her place while she was 'away', and the first thing she noticed was her white roses. They were blooming beautifully, as if welcoming her home. Melissa's hand caressed the flowers lovingly and her thoughts drifted to Prince Xavier. She smiled at the memory of the kind Prince. As if strike by something, Melissa ran to her room and there, on her bedside table was that fateful novel she had read before she met with the accident. Melissa quickly flipped to the last chapter of the book and read carefully.

∞∞∞ The End THE END OF WILD PLEASURE❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel! If you enjoyed this erotic journey, don’t miss my next book, LOST IN LUST. It's a novella filled with more blissful, steamy tales. Sit back, relax, and dive in. THANK YOU AGAIN! ️

A chill runs over my spine when a slight breeze hits my nose, vanilla, chocolate and leather, but also the stench of fresh human blood. I need to get away from here, right now! Hi! Thank you so much for reading my novel! If you want to follow me on insta, my page is jaleesawrites. It's full with updates and sneakpeaks on coming chapters. With kind regards, Jaleesa Writes

If she thought she was blushing earlier, it was nothing compared to how red her face turned now. "Go on, taste the product of my hands." Axel said, pointedly ignoring her protests, and pushed the plate towards her. She glared at him, before she picked up the spoon. She scooped a little bit of broth and hesitated halfway to her mouth. "What's this?" Claire gave Axel a suspicious look. "Chicken Soup for the Soul?" "No." Axel deadpanned. "The chicken broth has more to do with a healthy sex drive than the soul." Claire glared at him. "I just lost my appetite."

“Well, Zeke’s a nice enough guy but maybe not the sharpest needle in the haystack. One of many reasons we only briefly dated.” The two dug into their meals, and Brad had to admit to himself that Bias was right, the food was absolutely delicious. Spicy and flavorful. Bias was scarfing down his food as if he were going into hibernation soon. “Speaking of you being a famous writer,” Bias said when he finally came up for air, “after you left Book Lady yesterday, I picked up another one of your books.” “Really? Which one?” “The collection, Dark Corners. I read the first four stories before bed last night, and I have to say I really enjoyed them.”

He said in excitement and Charles nodded in agreement beside him as he sat up. “There's this one lady at the strippers’ section. I heard she's a beast! Men literally fight to get her home with them. I want to try her tonight, she's so fucking sexy. You have to come, man, you're missing out on a lot because you're a damn workaholic,” Charles quipped, but I was uninterested as I watched them talk and talk about how much fun “they” were gonna have. Until someone knocked softly. The door pushed open to reveal Lena and she walked in with her usual innocent smile as she placed documents on my desk.

Like a spinning top that eventually wobbles and falls over, Chuck collapses on his daughter's sweat-soaked body, gasping for air. Shivering and fully spent, Ellie finally relaxes her legs and catches her breath enough to initiate a passionate, tongue-filled kiss. Basking in the afterglow of their mutual orgasms, this kiss is less urgent than their previous one while managing to concede a silent acceptance of their incestuous coupling.

CHAPTER THIRTY Kim and her friend Jennifer strolled through the upscale shopping district, enjoying the warm sun on their skin and the sound of birds chirping in the trees. Kim was dressed in a stunning yellow sundress, her hair tied up in a loose bun, and her feet clad in strappy sandals. She looked like a ray of sunshine, and Jennifer couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. As they window-shopped, a sleek, black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up to the curb, drawing a crowd of onlookers. Kim's eyes widened as a live band emerged from the car, setting up their instruments on the sidewalk.