Novel & Cerita The Sweet Oblivion Book

I never thought I would get over her, but I am over her. I walked back to the window, and I looked out again. I see them snacking on some food, and I am hungry. I'll order myself something. I call one of the expensive restaurants and order myself lobster. I do not have to wait long before my foot arrives, but then I smell hamburgers cooking. I look outside, and I see that they are having a barbecue. I don't even know the last time I had a barbecue. It smells delicious, and I wish I could join them, but I know I cannot reveal myself yet. I will have to wait. The lobster I have ordered does not look as appealing anymore. I want to be with them beside the pool, enjoying the sun and eating hambu

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

It was truly a sacred place. I plopped myself down on the wooden chair and buried my head on the burrow I made with my arms on the table. I sighed deeply, not understanding the pain and supreme tiredness I was feeling. Pain and tiredness wasn't new to me but this was particularly different. I grabbed my favourite book, Othello by Shakespeare and sat, running my hand along the spine of the book. I opened the book and it landed on a page that I had a left a note in. I skimmed the page, reading the parts I had highlighted with a light blue highlighter. I took the note and read it:

Hehehe Anyways, all I just want to tell you is that don't be obsessed. Whether the person you love does not want you or you are in a relationship, keep obsession out of it. Love is sweet. Taste it ~Author Honeybeehive POV~ Thank you for giving my book a chance, couldn’t have been more grateful. I am really glad I could write this book. I hope one day, when this book goes popular, I will be here to celebrate with you. Thank you once again. Don't forget to check my other books♥️

I smiled in his direction, placing it to the side. I could hear Noah scoff beside me and mutter about how much of a stupid present it was. I was just glad he was unaware it was Sebastian's little promise to break into the room and play a game with me soon. Taking the second present, I gently tore open the wrapping paper, a cookbook. "I thought it would be nice to have some company when I get bored and decide to do some baking" Evelyn's chirpy voice rang out.

Mike tumbled through darkness and noise. Thunder and rain crashed down on pavement, light flashed and then darkness again. Beep - beep. Another flash of light... Sarah's voice... one of his other sisters crying... The darkness receded. He was with his high school girlfriend again. Mike briefly forgot her name, but then it came back to him. Emily. She smiled at him and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. The perfume she wore wafted over him and he smiled. Obsession Nights: he remembered buying her a bottle of it for Christmas. He'd forgotten how pretty Emily was. Her shoulder-length, curly blonde hair bounced down to her shoulders, beautiful green eyes that seemed to sparkle. A silver cross

filled the room, juices flowing, mixing with the melting ice, her thighs slick and quivering. Her climax hit, her scream echoing, body shuddering, mind blurred with pleasure. - - - Eva lay awake, the creaky bed shifting under her, Hayes’s steady breaths a soft rhythm in the dark. The vanilla candle burned low, its faint glow casting shadows across the cluttered desk, the air thick with their earlier sex. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand, the screen flaring with a text from an unknown number: *You looked beautiful against the wall*. Her heart froze, fingers fumbling as she deleted it, the harsh light stinging her eyes.

FORBIDDEN FLAMES 2 ARIA’S POV The text from Serena arrives just as I flip the café sign to CLOSED, the soft click of the lock echoing in the empty space. My hands still tremble from the day, every customer interaction felt like a distraction from the memory of her mouth on mine yesterday, her fingers teasing me to the edge in the storage closet before pulling back with that wicked smile. "Not yet," she whispered. "We savor the sin." The words have haunted me all shift, making my panties soaked, my nipples hard against my bra, every brush of fabric a reminder.

For someone who has been sucked out of blood by five teenage vampires, she sure is tough enough to manage to still live. After a few moments later, he felt immobilized. Her blood's addicting scent attacked Clayton's senses. Holding her this close made him immediately addicted by her whiff. How could he miss this scent even with his super sensitive sense of smelling awhile ago? It's like a sweet but intense scent that he never encountered throughout his years of existence. He could not get himself out of the trance the lady's scent put him into. Despite the control hunters like him possessed. Despite his disgust with messy, splattered blood.

"You are the most gorgeous pregnant woman Mrs. Samaniego and I love you so much!" I couldn't be happier. He had me and he was mine for life. Our obsession for each other gave fire to our relationship. We always thought about each other all the time. I was is confident that I didn't need to seduce him but I wanted to. It gave me a kind of high knowing that Trevor always found me beautiful and desirable though I felt ugly now that I was pregnant again. I rejected him and he gave me a sweet revenge which led us to this sweet and blissful life. Our ugly past ended into a happy ever after.