Oblivion: Stories Novels & Stories

And as they lay together, husband and wife, Olivia thought about the journey that had brought them here. It had started with betrayal. With hurt. With a desire to cause pain. But it had ended with love. With commitment. With a future neither of them had expected. Sometimes revenge led to destruction. But sometimes....if you were very lucky....it led to exactly where you were supposed to be all along. And Olivia had never been luckier.

Chapter – 0007 Damon POV The library was nearly deserted at 10:30 p.m. on a Thursday. Only the desperate and the sleepless remained. I’d come here to dig through old newspaper archives on Professor Lang’s “suicide,” but my mind kept drifting back to Lila. I was scanning microfiche when I heard footsteps. Soft and familiar. Then her scent. Lila appeared at the end of the row, wearing an oversized hoodie and tiny shorts that made her legs look endless.

She emerged exhausted but radiant, always returning to my arms. As her pregnancy advanced, our sex adapted but never diminished. Gentle breedings mixed with careful rough anal and fisting. The family grew. The lies held. The lust endured. Elena, belly full and body glowing, kissed me one night after an intense session. “No matter how many threads unravel, our bond remains the strongest lie of all.” The inheritance continued, blood, seed, and darkness eternal. —----------

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.

“I’ll give you every style you want me to Ella. Let's give it a try. You can't continue like this forever. Your addiction needs to be conquered. One day your mummy will find out about this life you're living and you wouldn't be proud of it.” “You don't have a different d!ck size. I want a different d!ck size every time.” All that he was saying, wasn't any of my concern. Mother would never find out about my s*x life. I promise that. “Ella, think about this again. She'll eventually find out and that wouldn't be good. Give us a chance and leave this lifestyle alone. Even in class, you can ask me to follow you and zip down, I’ll do it..” he said and for some moment, my heart melted.

singhal ni agent 00015. "What's wrong with that? It's natural you know" sagot ni agent 00020. Sumimangot si agent 00015 at kinalikot yong laptop niya. Binabaybay namin ang daan papunta sa headquarters. Nagrerelax lang ako habang iniisip yong nangyari. Kelan ba sila mauubos sa mundo? Mga wala silang awa. Nag tiim bagang ako ng maalala ang nangyari sa mga magulang ko. Mag wawalong taon na ang nakaraan nang nangyari iyong trahedya na yon sa buhay ko na bumago ng husto sa'kin. Dahil doon natuto akong maghiganti sa mga taong may gawa noon sa mga magulang ko. Isa isa ko silang inubos dahil yon nalang tanging magagawa ko para sa mga magulang ko na pinatay ng walang kalaban laban nga mga walang awa

At least far more interesting than the story I heard yesterday at the antique auction, is this one, I thought. I became uneasy when he described how two werewolves broke their fated mate promise and unleashed a terrible calamity. The narrative was too visceral and realistic. Every time I hear the story, it seems to tighten my heart, so I don't want to listen to it anymore. It felt odd, as though I had also lived through the same narrative. She continued, "And it all began with the Grimoire." "Grimoire?" I asked, intrigued. This Grimoire seemed to be at the center of all the odd occurrences.

Chapter 44. Ana’s POV. One week and 4 days later. ‘I think I’ll be needing a job soon,’ I whispered underneath my breath as I scrolled through my phone. I was trying to see if I’ll be connected to any of the remote writing jobs available. I didn’t want to do this because I had no money or perhaps, either Massimo or my dad couldn’t care for me, but I needed to earn a living on my own as a lady and a wife, not just sit and depend on the cash from my Millionaire father and Billionaire husband. The room was looking littered with clothes all over while I sat at the edge of the bed. I could see the silver lining Isabel gave me two days ago, sitting right at the edge of the drawer. That wasn’t so g

Like they could sense the storm inside her, like they waited for the moment she lost control. Vel’thra nex umbraa… To awaken from shadows. Vel’aruun nex morvex… Do again from silence… The voices rose, layered and chaotic, clawing at her skull from all directions. Whispers, laughter, sobs, screams—all mingling and overlapping. Some spoke in languages she understood; others slipped across her tongue in ways her mouth mimicked but her mind couldn’t parse. The words didn’t just echo in her head—they dug in, scratching at nerves and bones, thrumming through her blood like a second heartbeat.

Liber Somniorum is an old book that contains the mystery of dreams and how to navigate its plains. It explains how the plains of dreams are divided. First is the 'Shallows', a place where you will find yourself at the beginning of your sleep, the outside can influence your dreams and manipulate them based on your understanding, for example, the sound of water dripping outside can be projected in one's dream. Second is the 'Plain of Desire and Idea', it is the largest part of the plains and the most crowded, this is the place where your normal dreams happen. The third is the 'Deep', a place where people find themselves deep asleep that they experience no dreams at all. Next is the so-called '