Sweet Oblivion Open Your Arms Novels & Stories

Her vibrator plugged into the wall beside her bathtub, she entered it. Eve let out a loud hum as she buried herself inside the water. She briefly submerged herself deeper down, resurfacing as her face dripped. Swinging her hands to the side, she picked up her glass of wine and took a sip. Eve smiled, savoring the taste. She soon emptied the glass, and went for a second round. As Eve closed her eyes, Seth's picture appeared. Letting out another comforting smile, she relaxed completely, placing her head backward, and parting her legs as she prepared for action.

I let go of everything, washing everything away with the water, together with the guilt of not being able to save Theresa and my mother. I let the water wash everything away. "Grim,” Olivia called in a low voice. I opened my eyes, only to find her feet inches away from me. “Did you? Did you let go of everything holding you back?” She asked. I gave her a nod. “To a new beginning,” she said. “To a new beginning,” I repeated and sealed our lips together, our hearts together, and our future with each other.

Olivia’s palm covered her mouth as she let out shaky breaths. Rex walked closer, taking one step at a time before he was finally within her reach. With both of them reaching out at the same time, they touched their faces with their hands. “You are alive!” Alpha Rex exclaimed; his lips were parted, and tears rolled down his cheeks, but he couldn't care less about himself. “I am alive,” Olivia replied as she burst out crying, her shoulders shaking. Opening his arms wide, he embraced her, holding her closely to himself as if to merge her body into his.

Olivia pov A wave of sensation washed over me, when our lips finally touched again, enveloping me in a cocoon of warmth and desire. With my hands tied behind my back, I was entirely at his mercy, a thrilling vulnerability that heightened every moment. His kiss was a delicate dance of softness and demand, exploring my mouth with a gentle yet possessive intensity that left me breathless. I could feel my body heating up, the anticipation driving me wild as I want to catch a glimpse of his face, to read the emotions swirling within those dark, smouldering eyes. But the blindfold of uncertainty only intensified the experience, making every touch feel like a delicious secret.

Sierra could make out the familiar melody, and then she heard the singer's voice singing: …A whole new world …A new fantastic point of view …No one to tell us, "No" …Or where to go …Or say we're only dreaming Sierra didn’t understand what was happening. Why was this music playing all of a sudden? Meanwhile, Colton stood up straighter and tilted her chin up with his hand. “Sierra, my love, letting you be free is all I ever want. I’m happy if you’re happy, and I’m sad if you’re sad. I’ll never do what they did to you. I’ll never put you in a cage. But instead, I’m gonna ask you to trust me. Take on the whole world with me,”

Maybe she got lucky that he saw her and took pity on her situation? Whatever it is... Clayton is a weird person. Despite his kind and concern facade. They were walking around the corner while Sydney is still blabbering as she saw a passing hot guy and told her of her fetish for Olive skinned guys. It was getting dark and Dayanne couldn't stop her panick attack. She's trying to relax but her chest became heavier. She's starting to breathe harshly and hardly. She clutched her chest and leaned her arms on her knees for support as she tried to catch her breath.

"But honestly, it just feels wrong. Can I throw it away?" The ring had been our symbol of commitment years ago, but now, looking at it, I felt nothing. I opened the window, took the ring in my hand, and tossed it out without a second thought. Then I lay down on the bed beside Douglas, exhausted. We left Fellaton and headed to Ameesia. I shared the photos from all the countries I'd visited over the years with my mother, hoping that in some way, in that other world, she could feel the joy we shared.

To desert not just the vampire army as a general but to desert the entire vampire order. Hee fled home to his wife, so they could run away together. "Open the get!", Ambrosia called, as he was only a few metres away. The vampire guards at the gate recognized his voice, they knew it was that of their master. "Open the gate!", the head of the vampire guards said, as the gate was promptly opened.

Stretched his arms, he closed the files, and his obsidian-amber eyes rolled onto his watch, "07:00 AM." Moved the curtains aside, he savored the morning dawn from the roof touching glass windows, the dense clouds were becoming clear with the bright sun rays. As the light shone onto his nonchalant cold face with full force, he winced. His mind was a mess from the past four days. Folded his hands and observed the serene sky without batting, and for a second, it soothed his heart. The liveliness he felt in that moment reminded Tanvi. Placed his hand onto the sprawling glass, he leaned his head onto it, "what can I do to ease your pain, Tanvi?" He mumbled in a mopey tone.

His eyes lit up with a desire burning through my skin as I moved my body slowly, never looking away from the music. Just then, a blonde bitch stepped in and whispered in his ears, something that made him frown while still holding my gaze. Then I caught the movement of her hands downwards and looked away. Grabbing a shot from the server's tray, I winced as the liquids burned my throat. ‘Con Calma’ suddenly started bursting through the speakers, and I got lost in it; I felt someone's arms around me… I recoiled in disgust, but no matter how I tried shaking him off, he kept pulling me back to his sweat-smelly self.