Novel & Cerita A Moment A Laugh A Kiss A Cry

Light Laughter and giggle filling the air as we couldn't get enough of the kiss. Once inside, our clothes were left flying in every corner.

Maia mumbles as she hits my arm gently. “Awh babe! It still 8 AM and you already torture me” I laugh softly, caressing my arm gently. “Well, I’m not sorry because you fool me, but…” She smiles, running her face closer to me and leave me a soft morning kiss. I cup her cheeks and kiss her deeply, feeling the morning taste of her. I could see Maia’s desperate face through the kisses as she kisses me like it will be our last kiss. “Baby, are you crying?” I ask as I felt the salt from her tears.

The man's kiss carried a majestic anger, ruthlessly sweeping through every part of her mouth. In the five-minute-long kiss, Lyra's eyes were filled with watery light, her small face had an unnatural blush, and even her cute little earlobes turned red. She had long forgotten what she wanted to say.

"But rest assured, the kiss you've been waiting for will come, and it will be even more special." Their laughter faded, leaving behind a lingering warmth and an unspoken promise. In that light-hearted moment, they found solace, knowing that their connection went beyond the serious and intense moments they shared. It was the laughter, the ability to tease and play, that fortified their bond and made it all the more extraordinary. As their laughter subsided, they found themselves wrapped in a comfortable silence, their eyes locked in an unspoken agreement. The journey ahead might be filled with challenges and uncertainty, but in each other's arms, they would always find moments of joy, love, a

I raised an eyebrow and interrupted firmly, "I didn't promise you anything. I said I would think about it. And since you're asking now, I'll give you my decision. I'm not going to—” He silenced me with another kiss, begging me with his eyes. We kept kissing, our eyes wide open. It was a peculiar sensation, but we continued staring at each other while kissing. Finally, he ended the kiss and rested his forehead against mine. The only sound breaking the silence was our labored breathing. Suddenly, we burst into laughter—laughter without reason, laughter that continued until tears filled my eyes. Tears of frustration and sadness. I knew he wouldn't be mine. He didn't love me. I knew he didn't lo

At that moment, even when she was terribly sad, she couldn't help the smile that widened her lips, ''You… you…” she laugh-cried, and Liam chuckled. ''I'm in front of you now, so will you stop crying?” Kate held his gaze from afar, as she watched his lips curve into a smile, she didn't know how long he had waited there, but at that moment, she felt a wave of happiness wash through her. Her legs instantly walked forward and her eyes held his gaze until she stopped in front of him. Liam raised his hand to her face and he pushed some strands of her behind her ear; “Are you still sad now?”

He just laughed, that stupid, low laugh that used to make my chest flip even when I wanted it not to. “I’ve been out for a long time.” Kaidon said, “I missed a lot. Can’t I have a little kiss? I’m allowed one.” I sighed. I leaned in and kissed his cheek, quick and gentle. It landed where the bruise was starting to fade, at that exact second there was a loud crash from the doorway.

But in that moment of heightened emotions, Ameera's frustration boiled over, and she let out a cry of exasperation. Unable to bear witness to her anguish any longer, Haider closed the distance between them, his hands gently cupping her face. With a mixture of desperation and longing, he pulled her close, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. The intensity of the kiss carried a silent plea for understanding, for forgiveness, and for a chance to make amends.

Grace pov Liam holds me till I stop crying before his mouth takes mine in a panty dropping kiss. The unalloyed joy in his expression should have been contagious and should have swept away the last of my complicated emotions. Instead, to my horror, tears welled in my eyes and began to spill down my cheeks. "Grace?" Liam's smile faltered, concern replacing his initial elation. "What's wrong?" "I'm sorry," I managed, trying to stem the unexpected flow of tears. "I'm happy, I really am. It's just... I'm also worried, and I didn't expect to be."

My tears finally fell. In the gaps between his lips, the taste of blood and tears mixed together. Three years of silence, three months of life and death—all of it shattered in this single moment. He kissed me like he was trying to crush me into his bones. He didn't stop until I had nothing left but one last breath. His forehead pressed against mine. Burning hot. I looked at him. He looked at me. Both of us gasping for air. I suddenly laughed. In his startled gaze, I lifted my hand and wiped away the drop of moisture that had seeped from the corner of his eye.