The Sweetest Oblivion Book 2 Novels & Stories

Those words sunk more than they should have, not because they were harsh, but because they were unexpected. ‘I’ve cried enough. It's high time I move on with my life.’ She mumbled. She blinked, and everything flashed back in her head. The connection in events was unconcealable. It was Clara who suggested for them to stop at the restaurant to get her favourite drink before they reach home. She had left Clara and Debby to use the restroom, and the moment she returned and sipped her remaining wine, her eyes began to get blurry, only for her to wake up naked on a hotel bed without any man at sight.

Blaine wouldn't be able to taste her waffles and croissants. Mila who had heard everything became restless as she was hungry. How will she be able to endure this hunger especially when she had inhaled the aroma of Triss' food?. "Fine! If he doesn't want to give me any food so be it. I don't need his food anyway." "Ahhh Scarlet where are you?" She wondered where her assistant was in the time she needed her the most. She knows she couldn't have gone home due to the rain so where was she?

Where someone loved me without shame. Nylo tugged gently at a strand of my hair. “Kiki… you’re quiet. Are you thinking about food again? Because I swear, if we ever escape this place, I’m taking you to that human village with the meat pies—” Then I smelled it. Warm jasmine and burning sugar. Sweet and poisonous all at once. My eyes snapped open just in time to see a golden blur beside me. Before I could turn, a hard shove slammed into my back. My breath caught in my throat as my feet slipped on the wet stones.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 68: Drenched in Obsession She continues to move against him, her body completely overtaken by the madness of the moment. Everything is heightened. Every single sensation, raw and intense. Desire—pleasure—each feeling swells to an unbearable edge, heightened to its most punishing extreme. Her thoughts are no longer coherent. Her mind is spinning in wild, uncontrollable circles, caught between the chaos of her need and the ruin it’s leaving behind.

Peace is a fragile, fleeting illusion when you sit on top of the world. For seven days, the Blackwood Estate was a sanctuary. The ash had completely cleared from the Scottish sky, and Killian had made good on his promise. He hadn't let me out of the master suite for the first three days, worshipping me with a feral, devastating devotion that left me breathless and entirely anchored to my mortal humanity, despite the cosmic magic humming in my veins.

The taste of Elena flooded Samantha's mouth as she licked upward, her tongue exploring the maid's folds, salty and slick. Jake's thrusts rocked them all, his grunts mixing with Elena's muffled moans against Samantha's clit. Sweat dripped from Jake's forehead onto Samantha's thigh, cooling quickly.

She tasted as sweet as sweet caramel and strawberries. I felt the surge of Axel as he tried to push through. Her scent and taste must have been so strong, that it called him forward. I managed to keep him at bay, but he was close to the surface. Just then I felt a shock go through me. It started at my tongue, causing me to pull it back. That was one sensation I did know. I never thought I would ever feel that again. Brooklyn Blakley was my second chance mate. Have I really been this blind that I didn’t realize all the signs that were already there?

"In ten minutes." As Sofia walked toward the bathroom, she felt the warmth of him still inside her, a secret weight that she carried with pride. She knew the world outside the estate was falling apart—her father was a ghost, the syndicate was a war zone—but inside the library, in the arms of a monster, she had found a strange, terrifying kind of peace. She stepped into the oversized marble tub, the hot water swirling around her. As she sank beneath the surface, she thought about the word 'love.'

Without waiting any longer, Sugar Aquarius gobbled up that pinky challenging womanhood valley right in front of him. Evania sighed, howled and growled quite long this time. She felt as though her feet hadn’t been touching the ground anymore. She felt as though her soul had been fluttering up to the heavenly horizon up there. She sensed as though there’d been quite a lot of butterflies fluttering here and there inside her stomach. She thought that she wanted this happiness, exhilaration as well as enjoyment to last as long as possible. “Keeping saying my name, Eva Sweetheart… Keeping saying that you love me, Eva Sweetheart… I like to hear it…” tweeted Sugar Aquarius again before he continued

The next series of words were heated, heated enough to cause a stir within me, and having Orian by my side was bad timing for this to happen. "Go on." He nudged impatiently. "I’ll take you to the edge of passion again and again. You’ll squirm beneath me and atop of me, you’ll touch every inch of my skin, you’ll live for my kisses. Until one day you’ll wake up and all you can think of is me. Of the pleasure I bring you. Of how it feels when I’m inside you. All the sorrow will fall away, and you’ll be mine forever." With each phrase I read out, my cheeks were my favorite color and my insides were a sorry mess, reading the threats of pleasure, having Orian next to you, and flashes of what had h