This Side Of Paradise Novel Novels & Stories

POV - GIOVANNI CARSON three weeks later I tapped my cigarette on the table as I gazed out the window, Blood dripped down my face with my ribs burning and the lit cigarette in my hand. I was covered in fresh warm blood. It's not mine , it's for that fucking dead bastard who owed me ten fucking grand along with 20-balls of coke. It's warm outside, the sun is bright and there isn't a sight of clouds. Birds chirped, the wind blowing causing the large trees to dance with the wind.

The sun rose above the sky. The smell of wet soil and dew wafted around the air. The harsh rays of the sun glittered on the two naked bodies entangled inside a picnic tent. Blessing's eyes fluttered open, blinking severally to clear sleep from her eyes. She looked at the naked man beneath her. Things had gotten out of control the previous night all because she was horny. She traced her slender fingers on his arm down to his abs. Her eyes stopped on the left side of his rib. There was a mark, as if sharp nails were embedded in his flesh.

He didn’t even know it was me as I guided him gently through the crowd. Our bodies were so close together with his arm heavy on my shoulders. It was as if he couldn’t quite steady himself. That led me to suspect that there might be drugs running around in his system. It was a common occurrence here, spiking the drinks of unsuspecting men. He had fallen victim. Better to be a victim with me than with a stranger he knew nothing about. A smirk curved my lips. I liked this side of him, harsher, more desperate, but not in any way weak.

said Pandora. “but why?”, Adam asked. Pandora smiled at him brightly. “because I am Pandora, and I know what is in your soul”, she replied. “bye for now Adam, I wish nothing in life but to see you again”, Pandora uttered. After that, she signaled the wing creature to leave the cave. Adam burst in tears even more. His heart suddenly felt freedom and peace. All long, he thought, that he would only be peaceful if he would do what he had promise to Pandora. He never knew that his peace could only be found in the side of the woman whom he truly loved.

FUCKED BY MY SAVIOUR 2 The Gulfstream touched down on a private strip in the Sierra Madre foothills just before dawn. No runway lights. No tower. Just a blacked-out hangar and a waiting blacked-out Tahoe. Reid didn’t speak during the flight. He sat across from Seraphina, her knees spread, her elbows on her thighs, watching her like she might vanish if he blinked. She spent most of the three hours curled in the leather seat, knees drawn up, staring out at the black nothing below, trying to process the fact that she was alive and he was the reason.

She asked,her body slowly firing up. He raised his head from her neck and gazed into her eyes with his already glazed with the passion. "You." He whispered against her lips before capturing them with his own. What he had lit inside of her sparked despite her struggle to resist passion burning inside of her. He pulled from her lips down to her neck trailing kisses from her earlobe down her collarbone. She bit back a moan as his hand slipped into her chest fiddling with her breasts.

he added while shrugging his shoulder. I couldn’t help but only nod in response, ‘doesn’t the Paradiso go last out of this series?’ I ask myself before brushing the thought away. I look down at the book in my hands again, noticing that it was Paradiso, meaning that I only have the Purgatorio to look for. “Uhm, if you want, meron ako ng Inferno book, you can borrow it, kung gusto mo lang naman” I smiled sheepishly at the guy. He looks at me again, with his eyebrows raised up at my sudden statement. “I mean, medyo mahirap siyang hanapin since it needs to be translated, so I only find a few na nagp-publish ng book” I added while holding the book in my hand, looking up at him with a small smile.

“Not anymore.” The promise in his voice unraveled something inside her. Evelynn leaned into him, closing her eyes, breathing him in—smoke, rain, and the wildness that was uniquely Aiden. His arms tightened around her, and for a heartbeat, she allowed herself to forget the world, to forget Cassian, to forget the fire burning in her veins.

Lord of the Rings War and Peace Frankenstein The Great Gatsby My feet halted near the Classics section. I could sense the heat of his gaze on my back. He was observing what book I would choose. ‘Paradise Lost!’ My hand itched, and I took it out. I had read a part of it but never got to complete it. Maybe I should. I was literally living with a devil, so why not read about one too. The iconic cover had gold text clashing with a red background like heaven's light scorching through hell's flames. A visual war portraying the epic poem's cosmic stakes.

For the 13th time, an AI-generated photo pops up on my feed, showing my best friend, Gwen Spalding, and my boyfriend, Andrew Gunnell, wrapped in each other's arms. Gwen's still a mess after getting dumped so suddenly, so I assume she's mixed Andrew up with someone else again. Then a comment stops me cold. "I was there. Joyce tried to brush it off before and claimed the picture was AI-generated, but let's see her deny this! Besides, look at them. A guy as hot as Andrew belongs with a knockout like Gwen. They look way better together." Attached to the comment is a candid photo of Gwen and Andrew wrapped in each other's arms, in the exact same pose as the picture on my feed. I screenshot t