Romans & histoires The Sweetest Oblivion Book 2

And then she was gone, her footsteps fading down the corridor, leaving behind only the scent of dust, old paper, and comfort. The door clicked shut behind Elsie, her gentle footsteps fading down the hall, leaving behind the warm scent of lavender soap and fresh-baked bread. I stared at the space where she stood just moments ago, and for a second, I missed the simplicity of before,.before the betrayal, before the chaos, before I became some twisted pawn in a story written long before I was born. My eyes fell back to the page, to the carefully inked text beneath the illustration of Alpha Theron Blackwood. The passage repeated in my head like a whisper:

“ Tommorow is all going to be over love. “ He assured. I sighed releasing the breath I never knew I was holding in. I shove my head in realisation, it was all a mere imagination, Damien hasn't said a word yet, his gaze still focused on the moon. There I felt, I was having this romantic moment with the moon goddess knows who. I wouldn't let that bother me anyway, finally the days I scorned as an omega would finally be over, as I would be allowed to set foot in various private gardens in each chambers and feed like the royals. “ Leave! “ He ordered coldly, taking his trouser from the grass. “ Olivia, you have to go join the other slaves in the welcoming arrival of the Alpha Female, Gabrielle.

And now Ethan, the man who had chained her in lies but still, somehow, part of her, was gone. Gone, with nothing left but a bloody handprint. Olivia stands trembling in the firelight, Jessica smiling like a predator, the bloody handprint glowing dark on the floorboards. The book in Olivia’s hands seems to pulse with heat, as if alive. And in the shadows above, a whisper not her own speaks from the air, “Choose, heir, blood or vow.”

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.

In the shadows of our sanctuary, we would build a life that thrived on our darkest desires. We were bound in this journey, lost in the sweet abyss of our creation. And as I gazed into her eyes, I saw the reflection of my own madness—a beautiful chaos that would consume us both, forever. EPILOGUE Anya The air felt thick with the scent of roses and decay, a heady mix that enveloped our sanctuary. The walls, once cold and unyielding, now pulsed with the warmth of our shared darkness. I moved through the labyrinth we had crafted together, every corner a testament to our twisted bond.

I swirled it, watching the liquid catch the low lights. My phone buzzed again. Sabrina. I flipped it over without looking. I’d tried. God, I’d tried everything to make her see me. To make her want me the way I wanted her—completely, without reservation. Without always having one eye on the past. On him. And still. I downed the drink in one swallow. The burn hit my throat, spread through my chest. Enough. I stood up. The room spun for a second—too much whiskey, too little food—but I steadied myself. Pushed through the crowd toward the exit. Bodies pressed in—sweaty, laughing, alive—but I felt like a ghost moving through them.

I turned off my phone as I did not want to see her texts anymore. Although I already knew the truth, every message still felt like a blade stabbing straight into my chest. I couldn't stop crying. At least this betrayal would be over soon. Once I left Frostholm Isles, I would disappear. The next morning, Lorenzo and I arrived at the airport. Just as we reached the boarding gate, Marjorie sent a new message. "I heard you two are traveling? Going back to where you first met? "You think returning there will make him remember his old feelings and choose you again?

The movement is too smooth and perfect for any living being to muster. Then comes a slow inhale, as though she’s tasting the air...tasting me. Her grin widens in a way Olivia’s face was never meant to move. “Did you miss me?” The End of Book I.

Blurred, my vision is blurred. I can't see the stars, or the ever changing moon. I can't hear the crow, or the darkness silence. I can't hear, I can't see, even silence, becomes a sound lost to me. The dark, I can't even feel. This isn't hell, this goes beyond. This is.... Oblivion. Victor Mairo First off, I'd admit I was wrong. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, to such a "tiny" issue. Her words, not mine. Now, let me back up a bit, in order for you to understand. In the beginning, we were in Eden....

CHAPTER 26 ARES VASILIOS I growl as I close the distance between us and slam my lips against her full plumped lips. I bite back a moan that's forming in the back of my throat as I ravish her perfect lips with mine, they are like soft as a pillow, they taste even better than I ever imagined, she tasted like chocolates, sugary and every thing sweet. I grab her face with both my hands as i deepen the kiss, she let's out a small whimper and the horny Alpha inside of me growls out " fuck baby" I whispered in the kiss as I suck on her tongue, her hands automatically make its way towards my hair and she runs her hand through it making me sigh into the kiss, before I could take it further a throat c