Isolation
I walk downstairs to my bedroom where i can find bliss in this daily hell. i step into my dimly lit room and sit down on my bed and pity myself. i fend off the strong urge to release tears. when i hear my dad coming down.
Mass Effect: Chasing Ghosts Prologue
Now that the bliss has passed, he feels the same empty guilt left behind from killing of which no amount of military training can wean him.
A little bit of everything Chapter 1: Setting the scene
She sighed blissfully as she sat down and stared at the fireplace. "...and on cold nights, this, and a ball of yarn? oh it doesn't get any better than that."
A Fox and His Yeena
Our faces pressed together in bliss- he obviously meant yes. so when he came off my lips he answered in a way like no other. " if this fox is old and dirty; then i want to get dirty with him until i grow old."
Rage
Growing stronger sight mangles flesh and the dead walk suffocation strangulation to give in is to live and to die give it birth give it life need is ignored and ignorance is bliss
Enter the Madman
The city was divided into three districts: bliss - where the supremely rich resided - the works - where the working class lived - and the slums - where the dirt poor and degenerates scurried about.
The Life of Another - Chapter 37
Unfortunately jim stayed planted in his recliner, blissfully unaware that his lack of movement was thwarting my carefully laid plan.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 3
Tasting the sweet fruits of marital bliss... but no! he's the one with it now, 'thello! he got _my_ fruit of bliss and all i got is this... fruit of the vine." mateo lifted the glass to his lips, but it had somehow become empty again.
Sweet Tooth
~ later... ~ hl sighed in peaceful bliss, reclining out on the warm, sunny grass.
The Road Of Life - Chapter 12
I cast the suspicion aside for now, only wanting to feel bliss. we ate a nice dinner of lobster and shrimp and the restaurant owner gave us a bottle of wine to celebrate our engagement.
Walking in Paws Ch2
I heard a soft sob, slightly removing me from my bliss. i opened my eyes to see mom. her eyes were tearing up as she kept scratching my head. i tilted my head and whined, i didn't want to see her cry.
A Honyed Problem
A muffled groan of bliss resonated in her chest when the tip of the tendril trickled across her tongue, flooding her senses with overpowering sweetness.