A Silent Voice Kiss Novels & Stories

His raspy, angelic voice fell into the night air, it was like a dream. I look up and into his eyes. Everything felt like it stopped for a minute almost in synch we lean in. My fingers tangle into his hair as his lips gently touch mine, making a spark run through my body. The kiss was so different, so soft, so gentle with an undertone of sadness and longing. As my lips parted from his, I let my eyes open. What was I doing? I didn’t have any more time to question what I was doing. his hand finds mine and we walk silently towards my house.

We were the only ones on the beach and I loved how quiet it was. A few minutes into the movie, the lead characters already got freaky. Their kiss was hot. My face became hot and I down the wine at a go. Killian was silent, just like me. I had a lot to say but nothing was coming. Slowly, I felt Killian's hands on my chest and he gently fondled my breasts. I bit my lip to muffle the moan. "I want to hear those sounds," Killian growled. I raised my head and Killian slammed his lips on mine. The kiss was slow and passionate. The perfect way to express ourselves.

He gently placed his finger on her lips and whispered, "Don’t think about anything... Just think about yourself... Think about me... Think about us... Hm?" Her eyes welled with tears. After enduring months without kindness, the tenderness he showed overwhelmed her. He leaned in, pressing his lips against hers, sucking on them with intense passion. Their movements grew wild, making them stumble. Revilla's back hit the wall as Alex continued kissing her with raw fervor. Their kiss turned messy and unrestrained. His hands gripped her waist, drawing a shaky moan from her lips. Breaking away for a moment, he placed a deep, lingering kiss on her neck.

But with each passing day, these whispers became louder, more persistent, making it harder for her to ignore them. Jane's silent love for Mike was a ticking time bomb, a storm brewing beneath the calm surface. Each laugh, each conversation, and each shared moment added to the intensity of her feelings, pushing her closer to the edge. As she stood on the brink of this emotional turmoil, Jane was about to embark on an extraordinary journey - a journey of love, of unspoken confessions, and of silent whispers of longing. Her story was just beginning. This was her story - the story of a girl who loved her best friend in silence, the story of silent whispers of love.

Dylan found himself relish the quiet sounds that came from their lips touching, his strong firm hold still on his waist, and the sweet smell of his cologne that felt awfully familiar messed with his senses. The stranger broke the kiss with a gasp and when Dylan's eyes slowly came open to meet his, he felt his heart melt up at the hot gaze and voice that came after. "Breath." The heat in his head doubled so he let himself take in a deep exhale that made him realize he'd been holding his breath. How do people kiss and breath at the same time?

I flinched, but the touch was so soft, so disarming, that I froze. "Stop," I whispered, my voice cracking. "Just one kiss," Antonio said, his gaze locking onto mine. His voice was hypnotic, dripping with the kind of confidence that made it hard to look away. "No—" Before I could finish, he leaned in, his lips brushing mine. The bond surged like fire and electricity coursing through my veins, and despite every fiber of my being screaming to resist, I melted into the kiss. It was soft but demanding, warm and utterly consuming.

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

"shhhhh" And everything went black.

It was a kiss meant to silence my words and make me fall into him. The kiss was over as soon as it had started, but the intensity remained. We both stood there, motionless, our eyes still locked, neither of us saying a word. The air around us still crackled with electricity, and I could feel my heart beating wildly in my chest. Finally, He breaks the silence, "Enough arguing," he says sternly and kisses me again. My heart races as Alpha Xavier's lips press against mine again. His kiss is commanding, a mixture of frustration and longing evident in his touch. As our lips meet, my thoughts start to scatter, and for a moment, I allow myself to get lost in the sensation.

One page at a time. One person at a time. One still, deep, patient day at a time. Until the water found its level. And the room became real. And the invisible all the invisible became seen. THE SILENT LUNA End of Volume One