The Sweet Oblivion Novels & Stories

(End of flashback) Though my body was reacting, my brain seemed to have stopped functioning well. Trevor’s tongue was expertly ravishing my mouth. I hadn’t let anyone kissed me like this! And however hot and yummy he was, would I just let him do this to me after what he said to me at the office? He had no right to possess me which he said a while ago. We weren’t even a couple and I wasn’t his bitch! I turned my head to the other side to break the kiss and pushed him from me. But as I expected, I couldn’t even budge him. I tried to clump my lips and finally I felt him stiffen before he at last released my lips. We were both breathing in gasps. His eyes were very dark and he was looking at me

“Liam you don’t understand, you have to think clearly. The man who killed your parents is almost dead and is counting on his last breaths. His two right hands were executed by you yourself. Don’t you think it’s enough?” “No it’s not enough!” he shouted and then buried his face in his palms. “Are you crying?” I asked in astonishment. Oh my God, he was actually crying. Liam Lautner was crying. “I should call Cassie” “No wait, don’t tell her that her Mafia husband is weeping like a kid demanding for an ice cream” he chuckled and wiped his tears. “Look Liam, you are one of the luckiest persons on earth. You’ve got Cassie beside you as your wife. You should be very thankful to God.” He held his h

i felt happy because i would able to know about my fairy. i hope that she had no boyfriend ...or husband...if she had then he had to die......my fairy is my possession my obsession.......i am possessive to my possession... I came out of my SUV.....i was always that cold....when i went to my company...all were wishpering that the devil is here....yeah i knew that but i liked the title devil...

Between you and me 'Cause I don't care How's it going to be How's it going to be Where we used to laugh There's a shouting match Sharp as a thumbnail scratch A silence I can't ignore Like the hammock by the Doorway we spent time in swings empty Don't see lightning like last fall When it was always about to hit me I wonder how's it going to be When it goes down How's it going to be When you're not around How's it going to be When you found out there was nothing Between you and me 'Cause I don't care How's it going to be And how's it going to be When you don't know me anymore And how's it going to be Want to get myself back in again The soft dive of oblivion I want to taste the salt of your sk

He’d loved me. Until I dumped him. Sighing, I sank back against the vinyl booth and eyed the door. Maybe Wes was going to stand me up. A small, petty little way to get back at the girl who’d broken his heart. I picked up a packet of artificial sweetener and began shaking it. Around me, the stares were obvious. In the corner, Dottie Daniels, founding member of the Blue-Haired Biddies, sipped her tea and sent poisonous looks my way. For a nice old lady, she sure did have the evil eye down.

He suddenly sobbed. "Crystal, the plane Camella and Cullen board, has crushed"

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.

I was at my apartment, a very huge and classic villa, a place I never dreamed of having four years ago. It has a different setting, shelves with many song albums I have sung, one was playing in the background, one of my favourite, a lonely and sad song. I was lonely and sad right here and it was the perfect music for the moment. I am now a very popular American musician who has come for a joint business in a company called Oran group. Since I was a very popular person, they have spent billions just to have me here. Well, that is how popular I have become.

He pushes hard while releasing his sweet juices. He searched my lips for a kiss. We are now drive in silence. I can’t help but ponder the tenderness of his kiss, just as I felt a rush of euphoric bliss envelop me, making my heart sing with pure joy. At the same time, there are a few more thrusts that are up to the bone. *** I WAS AWAKENED by a little kiss on my neck, and a smile flashed on my lips before looking around. As if I were stoned by what I saw, his lovely face opened out to me. I swallowed hard as I stared at his strawberry-red lips.

So, I deliberately spoke crudely to Britney while thrusting against her round, bouncy butt. "You like that? You like the way I'm screwing you?" Irresistibly, Britney let out a long, sultry moan. Her rear was arched high. Gasps and whimpers slipped out from her throat like a symphony, and her seductive charm practically overflowed from her being. "Don't stop… Oh, I love it…" At that moment, I caught a glimpse of our bedroom door, which had somehow cracked open. A shadow stirred behind it. Was Annie peeping?