Sigh Swoon Novels & Stories

"Let's get it." "Soo-Yun, I missed you so badly." Sang-Woon whispered with a heavy pain in heart while staring at her picture. "Why me?" He questioned his existence. "I missed her GOD." He sobbed harder, holding his heart with his one hand, trying to catch his breath. "I can't bear this pain. It is too much for me to suffer, please." Sang-Woon rested his head on the chair while panting. After a few minutes, he got normal. "I HATE YOU, SOO-YUN. YOU ARE MAKING ME SUFFER TOO MUCH." The room filled with pain and his words echo all over the walls. Sang-Woon let out a sigh and went back to his work.

Reine asked. I noticed how her hands were crossed over each other, the finger nails digging into the former with how hard she was clenching them. I felt like unclenching them and soothing away the crescent marks. But I didn’t want to think I was even more of a weirdo. “I want you to be the one to pretend to be engaged to me.” Silence. My eyes didn’t leave her face. She was extremely expressive, everything she felt could be seen in her expressions. Reine looked up at me with wide eyes that were clearly confused, with one million and one questions swimming in them.

"CONFESSION" If shock was an understatement for Swara, then his next words were enough to make her statue. “So, miss Swara Oberoi,” Seb called her name in his English accent while Swara was in shock after hearing her name for the 1st time from his mouth. “I want to say that this fire-spitting dragon or Humungousaur or Vampire etc. of yours is highly and heavenly in love with you, just like you, I also don’t know that when I fell deeply in love with you, but for one thing I’m sure that now I can’t imagine my life without you.”

"Whatever you say, alpha male." Rhye nodded slowly. "Remember the pull? That is the mating bond calling you to me. Ignoring it is not a good idea," he smirked. The butterflies in her stomach fluttered to life, a slow smile curling her lips as Leon made a low sound of irritation behind her. "Welcome back, witch." She nodded, feeling embarrassed. She’d never understood the idea of swooning before, but she was pretty sure her reaction to these men came close. Flattered Rhye knew how long she’d been embarrassed down to the minute, and his grin widened.

Her eyelids flutter. Her body oscillates. And afterward- She falls dramatically onto the ground. Affirmative. Crumbles. Like a swooning damsel in a classic film. I gaze. Raymond squeezes the bridge of his nose. She emits a choked gasp. Her hands grasp at the air. "Goodness gracious, Raymond!" You're ending our relationship?! "Right here?!" Raymond lets out a sigh. "Sasha-" She cries out. The noise reflects off the walls. She thrusts her legs, striking her fists against the icy marble.

Sigourney sobbed softly, her voice trembling in plea. However, Theodore deliberately twisted her words, his voice hoarse with a low laugh. “You want it faster? Fine…” “I always give you what you want.” Theodore caressed Sigourney’s cheek, his gaze lingering on her beautiful face before quickening his pace. At that moment, Sigourney felt utterly dizzy, overwhelmed by the intensity, her eyes squeezing shut as her moans grew louder and louder. She weakly begged Theodore to slow down, but his every action defied her request.

Susan whispered so low I almost didn't hear her. She stood up and shot into her uncle’s arms, who caught her in a big hug, lifting her into the air. Will remained at his side with an air of superiority; he glanced toward me and winked. The butterflies in my stomach came to life and began to flutter furiously. I stood there, perplexed, contemplating both of them—so identical—feeling an irresistible attraction. If it weren't for the fact that Susan was hugging the other one, I would have sworn I couldn't tell them apart.

Ten-year-old Rhett Grimfang glared at me. I was just about to turn and leave when the hem of my gown became stuck at the corner of the table, tearing it open with a loud rip. "You scheming she-wolf! That was the dress my mother loved most!" Rhett's eyes were red as he stared at me with hatred. "Rhett… you're lying. Sylvia loved gowns inlaid with moonstone crystals. How could she possibly have cherished this plain, old white dress?"

Her lips looked so full and pink that I just want to bite with my own teeth and maybe this is the only chance I have to do this. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, it's like this thick cloud looming over us while everyone disappears. We wouldn't go far, it will only ever be a fantasy from afar but she surprised me, standing up and crossing the distance between us. She was determined, having that fierce fire burning in her eyes. Devouring my soul and setting my skin on fire. She definitely liked what she saw, those decadent honey orbs leisurely feasting upon my naked chest. The swirl of desire so potent and raw that it snapped her control. "just once" she begged.

I heard his husky voice teasing my earlobe. I shut my eyes firmly. I am now caught in his web, and I couldn’t withstand it any longer, fuck! I shook my head, unable to accept the gradual weakening of the knees. “Please . . .” I almost whisper. But again, I felt his warm palms on my shoulders. His palms were warm but soft in mine. My heart thumped erratically, my mouth was dry, and my tongue was swollen. I feel like I’m out of breath at any moment.