Sigh Swoon Novels & Stories

Sofia's body stiffens. "What are you doing here?" Sofia asked. "I was on my way to see you." Sting replied. Sofia blushes unknowingly. "Oops!" Sarah said and pushes Sofia to Sting. Sting catches her again as she landed on his body but this time. Sting's and Sofia's lips merge. Sting's and Sofia's eyes widened but in just a few seconds they close their eyes and continue. Sarah stands there with her mouth wide open. It wasn't really what Sarah had expected.

Katie was dumbfounded and dramatically said, “You two even bet based on my reaction when you teased me with Clyde!? Ugh, I can’t believe it, and here I am being the best friend that you two deserve, but it looks like I’m just being stabbed in the back!” Sophia struggled to respond to Katie, stuttering from laughter, and said, "W-we're sorry Katie, but that expression of yours is just priceless!" It was just too c-cute and innocent for words. Don't be upset because I'll cook something for all of us later and you know that we love you as well."

"It's fine. I feel much better now." He didn't pull away. The two of them stood there, leaning against each other. As if suddenly remembering something, Wren hastily asked, "Zach, where's Sierra? She's nowhere to be seen. I must've scared her when I fainted. I need to apologize to her!" Apologize? Her façade made me sick. I was already dead. How on earth was she going to apologize to me? The collision between the crashing waves and the yacht tore my body apart, and even the sea creatures had been drawn by the scent of blood, feasting on my remains.

​​​​Kieran. Sage Winters filled the spaces of my mind as I watched Sia use Aurora’s face to please herself. I sat and watched as she ravaged my slave girl’s face. I wished Sage was here. Her presence heightened the arousal, the pleasure and the humiliation I felt when we had lost fucked. I watched with a patient arousal as Sia manhandled Aurora. She was erratic with the way she was indulging in her crazed pleasure. I knew she was trying to numb herself from all the things she was feeling.

“Swoosh.” Zephyr Khan's eyes glittered with divine light, and he was immersed in his body with a sigh on his face. He felt the wonderful feeling around him, especially the fluctuation of his body, which made him smile with excitement. His finger turned into a sword finger. Although it was a sword finger, it condensed sword radiance and contained sword focus. “Swoosh” They streaked across like a shower of stars. Sword Energy rapidly streaked through his fingers.

and she frowned even more. She crossed her arms over her chest and then sighed, perhaps the longest deepest inhale I had ever heard from her. "That's the last straw, Des. If she still doesn't want your proposal then it's her loss!" she then got up and sauntered towards me. The swaying of her hips and sultry walks could fall any man on their knees, I should say. Guinevere was an ethereal beauty.

Please accept my humble gifts. PowerPoint flashes on screen with Debbie’s photos - the flowers, the cards, Alexis in the bar, the courtship ring. When Debbie saw everything she cried. Abby facing her, ‘You made me who I am today. Will you be my girl?’ Debbie to hers – ‘Ms. ADS… Abigail D Souza; yes I am official yours now.’ They hug and kiss. The staff is getting ready for the cutting of ribbon. People starts coming - the photo and videographers and some mall tenants.

I mutter with a snicker. She grimaces in chagrin but doesn’t deny it. Instead, she smacks my shoulder and waggles her eyebrows. “Come on, Zoe, give me something. All I do is stamp books all day.” She says with a whiny tone. I stare ahead, trying to think of a good response, then I remember. “Well, there was a new guy. You should have seen him. He was gorgeous. Tall, muscular, and pale with ebony hair that falls to his shoulders. I think Sahara is going to make him a fighter too.” Bree squeals in excitement. “Ooh, he sounds hot. I wish I could have seen him.”

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ "You don't look fine to me," he growled, moving with a wolfish speed that stole my breath.

The gentle sway and the ocean breeze carrying the sweet scent of tropical flowers created a serene ambiance. As we sat together, the swing creaking softly, I turned to Abatrose and asked, "What's on your mind?" I asked in a whisper, unaware that I was tapping into my siren voice. Abatrose's eyes shifted colors as he leaned in, his whisper sending shivers down my spine. "I love you, Raven."