Senses Fail Bloody Romance Novels & Stories

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

his voice lower and I whirl to look at him, "I know" and a second later he too turned his head to look at me, our eyes met and everything around me went round in circles of blank and all I could see was the dark color of his eyes staring deeply into mine. Now that he was close to me I can see his face even without the source of light radiated inside this place. I could see him. What's wrong with me now? A lazy smile decorated my lips when I observed his face, his eyes- in dark color but I couldn't identify whether it was brown or pitch black. His hair is in dirty blonde color which I couldn't deny but- it suited him.

He stared at my bare, wet center with a hungry look in his eye. We had never turned off the movie and it kept playing ‘I Put A Spell On You’ by Bette Midler over and over again. But I barely registered the song because of the way Daniel was pleasuring me. Besides, I had no idea where the remote was and I wasn’t about to stop what we were doing to look for it. With his dark eyes on mine, Daniel leaned forward and slowly licked my wet center. “Oh, shit!” I screamed and closed my eyes, arching into his mouth.

My absolute headache and the reason I can’t look at another guy without laughing because, hello, how could I, after him? That summer didn’t give me pretty beaches and bonfires. No. It gave me blood on the floor, betrayal sharp enough to cut my skin, the kind of screaming that cracks your throat, and one man who refused to let me die even when death itself thought it had me. It gave me Damon crawling out of his own grave because his obsession with me was louder than the dirt they tried to bury him in. Tell me that isn’t hotter than any summer romance? And yes, I know you probably cried when you thought I was gone. I can almost see you now, throwing your phone across the room or cursing Damon

“You’ll lose everything. The pup. Damon. Everything you have dear sister, I will take it away from you.” With that, she’s gone. Black spots danced at the edges of my vision. Then I felt it. Wetness. Blood. A dark, crimson stain blossoming beneath my gown. I collapsed to the floor, my vision swimming, my hands instinctively cradling my stomach. “No, please… no, no, no!”

I don’t even know how long it had been since then, there was no light, no way for me to tell what time of the day it was, talk less of how long it had been. These visions, they were gut wrenching. Over and over, I saw Romeo falling. The way that his chest torn open by a hunter’s bullet. The blood, the gasping, and the way his eyes connected with mine before he dropped to the ground. How I couldn’t reach him in time… I screamed until my throat was raw, but the visions only laughed back at me. Like Thorne was there, taunting me… I knew that he was. Then it would shift.

I had to. And I had told him to go. I had said he made it worse. But he had made it real. For those minutes I was not performing. The choice was real. Now numbness seeped back in, but it was different. The bell had been struck. The vibration lingered in my bones. Franklin could not hear it. Adrian did not notice. Marlene felt it. The movie roared toward its climax, cars flipping and engines screaming, but nothing about it mattered. The real climax had happened upstairs, in the glitter of broken glass and the heavy scent of gardenias.

He requested, and at that moment, unable to see him upset, I just kissed him. Our kiss began gently, filled with love, but soon it intensified, becoming wild and passionate, as always. I straddled him, sitting on his lap, while he bit my lips and drank my blood, his eyes glowing. I adored the golden hue of his eyes. His hands explored beneath my dress, causing me to moan as he squeezed my bare buttocks. As he nibbled on the sweetest spot on my neck, my core throbbed, and my entire body burned with profound desires.

There were even petals scattered on a shiny white satin sheet that I had never seen. Tears welled in my eyes, I opened my mouth, to speak, but nothing came out. It was the most romantic room I had ever seen. He turned and brushed his lips sensuously across mine while simultaneously pressing his body into me. I felt his arousal press on my stomach as his tongue ran across my lips before making its way into my mouth. I eagerly responded to its entry by gently sucking on it before releasing it and softly sucking and biting his lower lip.

The poor little bunny moved and peeked at him through her silver-blond locks but the moment their eyes met, she flinched and buried her face again. Romeo's eyebrows twitched from the realization that the bunny was scared of him, not at the dead beasts that were scattered around him. He shut his eyes and when he opened them again, his eyes were no longer golden-red. It had became a silver coloured eye He ran his fingers through his hair and patiently, he tried to coax the bunny once more.