Nocturne Bliss
- Reads 470
- Votes 54
- Parts 27
The first time you tasted sin, it didn't burn-it bloomed,
like a flower fed on blood, kissed by the moon.
They warned you of monsters with fangs and claws-
but the real ones wore silk ties and broke all the laws.
They knelt between your thighs, a prayer upon their tongue,
and it didn't matter-your moans out-sang the ones they'd strung.
The abyss? Oh, they said it would bite-
but no one told you the dark would feel this right.
He wasn't your ruin. He was your rise.
A crown forged of madness, worn between lies.
You followed his voice-velvet and venom,
a symphony sharp enough to split the heavens.
He watched you unravel-thread by golden thread,
guiding your hand while angels fled.
"Here , my pearl," he whispered, "Feel how the blade sings.
See what beauty destruction brings."
Can you hear it now? That music in your veins?
The rhythm of reverence laced with chains.
No, you were never afraid of the night-
only of how it felt to set the world alight.
Not love. Not fate. Not some divine sign.
Just ruin dressed in silk and wine.
A melody carved in breath and bruise-
a devotion only the nefarious choose.
--
This isn't a book about heroes. It's about those who were never allowed to be innocent.
This can be read as a standalone . While it can be read alone, it is has some easter eggs for past readers after the ruinous delights of Nefarious Bliss and Seraphic Bliss.
What follows is not a story of good or evil, but of obsession, seduction, and the madness that blooms when desire becomes devotion.
Welcome to Nocturne Bliss.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Rose
People of different species aren't allowed to mix so when word gets out about two people of different species dating, they become incognito and hide their relationship. But as the saying goes, what's done in the dark comes to the light. "Are you afraid of me Angel?" He asked, as he stalked closer to me. I casually moved away. "No." I said, shaking my head. I casually looked around for an exit. "Then why you are moving away from me?" He asked. "Cause you too damn close to me." I said. I was sure he could hear the fear in my voice. He chuckled. "I can get closer." He said. Using his super speed, he got in my face, pinning me to the wall. I looked up in his eyes. I never felt so hot in my life. "Angel I know your afraid of me. What I could to you...." He said. His ice cold, minty breath hitting my face. I smirked. "If you think I'm afraid of you, your sadly mistaken." I said, tryna keep my cool. He looked down. "So I don't make you feel any type of way?" He asked, curiously. "Nope." I said. Without warning, he put his hand down my skirt and to my pearl. He rubbed it, causing me to moan out loud. He chuckled before putting on a devilish grin. "I thought so." He whispered in my ear. He rubbed faster. I moaned louder. I felt like I was in Heaven. 18+ PEOPLE!!! There is sexual content in parts of this book.Complete
Never is a Mirror
I used to think the worst thing a place could do was keep you. Never taught me different. It lets you choose-and then makes sure the choice chooses you back. By daylight I work the door at Afterglow, a club of glass and iron and music that keeps its own kind of time. By night I count breaths, watch the mirrors, and pretend the soft diamond of salt over my heart is just an old scar. I don't say the word for what I can do under my breath. I don't look too long at the water. I don't answer when the ticking starts. Once, there was an island that ran on names, ledgers, and the right song at the wrong hour. There was a boy who arrived like a reflection and loved me the way a snare loves a sparrow-beautifully, relentlessly. There were rules disguised as jokes, games that tasted like devotion, and a crown that was really a lie if you listened closely enough. Mercy wore resin. Truth tasted like iron. And every wish I whispered came back with teeth. Now the past keeps surfacing-through windows, through music, through the mouths of strangers who don't know what they're asking. I wanted quiet. A pause. Something that didn't bleed me. Instead I got choices, and the kind of love that uses your yes as a lever. If I go back, it won't be because I'm brave. If I stay, it won't be because I'm safe. Either way, the mirror is already looking.
A walking myth
THIS BOOK NEEDS A LOT OF UPDATING TW-Mentions of assault do not go into detail) Bound by service to a lord she never chose, Esmerella spent her childhood as a mage forced into espionage-hated by many, feared by all. One ordinary trip to a bar changes everything. She is seduced... or taken, by a man unlike any she has ever known. But he is no ordinary man. He is a god, a myth who once walked the earth, a master of shadows and spirits, driven by grief and a desire for revenge over his late wife's death. And Aznarella? She is the perfect instrument of that vengeance-and far more than an ordinary mage. A story of power, fear, and destiny, this dark fantasy follows a girl who becomes a myth in her own right. ""Lucianthar Nehzarael" - The Keeper of Spirits, Warden of the Veil, Shepherd of the Departed. Her lips parted. Lucian... his name echoed here, stretched into something older, heavier. Lucianthar Nehzarael. The passage went on: He who bears this name was said to guard the passage between life and death, guiding wandering souls into the after-realms. Both feared and revered, the Keeper was neither cruel nor kind, but bound by law older than flame. Where mortals wept at graves, he listened. Where kings sought immortality, he denied. His dominion was not over flesh, but essence itself. Her hands trembled as she read on. In the days when the Forgotten Gods still answered prayers, their voices rarely touched mortal ears directly. Instead, they spoke through their heralds - the Seraphic, whom men called Angels. These were not winged creatures of song and mercy, but embodiments of law and power. Each carried a fragment of their God's essence, able to bend nature, heal wounds, or summon storms at a word."
Yours Forcefully
She - Innocent, shy, clumsy, naïve 19 year old beautiful girl who's trying to face the challenges life is throwing at her. With no parents besides her, she tries her best to impress her aunt who hates her. With a jealous cousin, she tries her best to cope up with her college life who loves to give her shocking surprises. But what will happen when she'll face the true devil? Will he break her or will gather her broken pieces of heart?? He- Ruthless, arrogant, cruel 25 years old handsome CEO of top multinational company and the King of underworld who'll ruin everything coming in his way. With hateful parents, he's trying his best to avoid them and not to kill them. With thousands of enemies, he's at his best to scare them off. But what will happen when he'll face a true angel in this cruel world? Will she fix him or will run away from him like everyone else?? ----------------------------------------- "........now you may kiss the bride". I froze. I didn't want him to kiss me. I wanted to hide somewhere and never come back. Lucifer slowly turned me towards him. He lift up my veil and pulled my waist tightly until I was completely pressed against him. Then he whispered "welcome to my world, wife" and kissed me hard on my lips. It was more like a punishment kiss. I tried to push him but he bite my lips hard. Now tears were streaming down my face. After some minutes he released me and wipe my tears and kissed me on my forehead. People were clapping. Celebrating my doom.Complete
Fix me with your obsession //BTS Ff
--He's a sin she's willing to commit and confess to God to seek forgiveness so that she can sin again freshly... But the moment she sees him an unknown irritation rises in her maybe it's kind of nervousness... Who knows.... --She's an angel who's like an enemy to him who himself is a Devil.. Oh how he wishes to stain her angelic soul with his dark one... But he doesn't know the darkness she's hiding in her heart.... __When can these parallels collide??__ "Baby girl! I know you are enjoying your food but if you don't stop that sound now, I'll be the reason you'll be making those sounds instead of food with my name screamed while the whole plane knows how much you're enjoying me. Better to shut that pretty mouth of yours if you don't want that. Don't want to bend here, right? So.." "Thank you for your kind words mister. I'm enjoying my food and I'll take your advice, but" then I leaned forward and whispered to him "I may castrate you before you do that. You may never get the chance of your enjoyment you are talking about. Be careful with your words and behaviour." *___*___*___*___*___*___* "Why can't you just leave me alone...." "Because I know you need me darling..." "No..I don't need anyone and mostly I would never need you...." he suddenly pulled me to him and started grazing his hands on my waist and came closer to my ear ... then whispered the words which made me shiver ... "say that again my sweet wine.. I'll fuck you right here, on this table, with the blinds open so that everyone can see how much you need me.." This is my first ever story that I'm working on, so forgive me for any kind of mistakes.... ________________________________________________ All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law.
Vows of Obsession
She lived in a golden cage- Polished. Perfect, and Suffocating. The kind of life everyone envied but no one would survive. And then he came. Not as a savion. But as a predator. The moment his eyes found hers, the rules shattered. He didn't care about boundaries, bloodlines, or the cost of breaking her world part. He wants her Completely. Dangerously. Obsessively. And she knew from the very first day. He wasn't the kind of man you can escape. Because Once a predator marks his prey... It's already too late.
![𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 [𝟏𝟖+]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/366735281-256-k845863.jpg)
People of different species aren't allowed to mix so when word gets out about two people of different species dating, they become incognito and hide their relationship. But as the saying goes, what's done in the dark comes to the light. "Are you afraid of me Angel?" He asked, as he stalked closer to me. I casually moved away. "No." I said, shaking my head. I casually looked around for an exit. "Then why you are moving away from me?" He asked. "Cause you too damn close to me." I said. I was sure he could hear the fear in my voice. He chuckled. "I can get closer." He said. Using his super speed, he got in my face, pinning me to the wall. I looked up in his eyes. I never felt so hot in my life. "Angel I know your afraid of me. What I could to you...." He said. His ice cold, minty breath hitting my face. I smirked. "If you think I'm afraid of you, your sadly mistaken." I said, tryna keep my cool. He looked down. "So I don't make you feel any type of way?" He asked, curiously. "Nope." I said. Without warning, he put his hand down my skirt and to my pearl. He rubbed it, causing me to moan out loud. He chuckled before putting on a devilish grin. "I thought so." He whispered in my ear. He rubbed faster. I moaned louder. I felt like I was in Heaven. 18+ PEOPLE!!! There is sexual content in parts of this book.
More detailsContent Guidelines