Novel & Cerita The Dazzlings

My eyes rolled, my vision spinning as the spell clawed into me. And then— Flashes. Reynold. Robert. Ronald. Their faces, drenched in blood, skin torn, eyes wide with horror. They were calling out. Or maybe screaming. I couldn’t tell. The images blurred, shadows twisting at the corners, shapes I couldn’t name, figures lost in smoke and red. “Stop!” I cried, jerking forward, ripping my hands out of Daisy’s grasp. The chanting broke off instantly. Her eyes flew open, startled. “What’s wrong?”

Lucian Moretti – POV The main hall was a spectacle of manufactured elegance. Crystal chandeliers blazed overhead, their light glinting off champagne flutes and the diamond-hard smiles of the city’s elite. The air thrummed with the sound of a string quartet and the low murmur of calculated conversation. It was a beautiful lie, and I was its centerpiece.

The city lights sparkled like fireworks through the penthouse windows. New Year’s Eve. Margarita stepped out of the elevator wearing a short silver dress that barely covered her ass. Underneath, nothing. She knew what tonight was— their last night. No promises, no tomorrow. Just heat.

he sniffed my neck, taking in my scent, his hands running down my waist in a sensual way. He pulled away from me as I stood naked in my panties and underwear. I noted the glint in his eyes. “Strip!” He ordered. “What? Are you insane?” I blurted, but only the first question. The other was said in my head. His eyebrow rose as if to question if I was questioning him. “We are at a party, Damien!” “What does it change? Does it change the intentions I have towards you?” I felt flustered at the intensity of his gaze.

And directly across from him—Noah Reyes. Up close, he looked even more unfair. Hazel eyes, long lashes, a slow, confident smile that made people lean closer without realizing it. Ethan could smell him: cedar, fresh grass, something darker underneath that made his pulse spike. Noah’s gaze lifted. For half a second their eyes locked. Something flickered there—surprise, maybe curiosity. Then Noah looked away with a lazy grin like it meant nothing. The game started. Bottle spin. Truth or dare. Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table.

That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare. Your mind spins, lust twisting into something darker. Could it be Sabrina? The thought’s a blade, sharp and hot, slicing through you. The idea that the goddess from the office, with her angelic smile and fuck-me eyes, could be this filthy little exhibitionist—it’s too much. You’re rock-hard, imagining her spread open in that cubicle, touching herself while you’re just feet away, clueless. Who the hell is Kat18, and how deep does this rabbit hole go? ****************

*Hazel* The room was unexpectedly large and modernly furnished. I had anticipated complete darkness, thinking it would mirror the outside night, but I was immediately shocked. It was nothing like I imagined. The room was themed in gold and white, making it sparkle and feel almost ethereal, as if every surface had been touched by sunlight. The décor was elegant yet comfortable, a perfect balance between luxury and warmth.

“Second rule: every dare escalates. Agreed?” “Agreed,” I breathed, and he set his glass down, producing a silk blindfold from his pocket. “First dare: let me blind you,” he murmured, tying it over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. His fingers traced my neck, teasingly slow, then slid under my dress, brushing my panties. “Already wet,” he teased, rubbing my clit through the fabric, the sensation heightened by my blindness.

The truth was, my eyes hadn’t left Jensen once. She stood a few feet away, effortless in black trousers and a halter‑neck top that revealed just enough skin to. No loud jewellery. No unnecessary effort. Just her. The only things adorning her were a sleek designer watch on her wrist and the silver violin pendant dancing against her collarbone. Mine.

Haze's dress for the gala was a breathtaking creation in a mesmerizing sky-blue hue. The gown gracefully cascaded down to the floor, exuding an air of elegance and sophistication. Its flowing silhouette accentuated Haze's slender figure, hugging her curves in all the right places. Adorned with delicate diamond embellishments, the dress shimmered and sparkled as if reflecting the starry night sky. The diamonds formed intricate patterns along the bodice, adding a touch of glamour and capturing the light with every movement.