A Sweet Kiss Saves Our Marriage Novels & Stories

The bishop uttered, and I took a step closer to her since she didn't look like she was interested in kissing me. "I forgot to tell you this. You look gorgeous, wife," I whispered and smirked at her. I pulled her close to myself gently and claimed her lips. Her lips were so sweet the last time we kissed back at my penthouse, and her breath smelt really nice, so why the fuck would I not kiss her? Besides, we were married now...

She had always been in control even the first time she had kissed him she was in full control of her emotions but now all that flew out the window and the kiss became even deeper. He explored the inside of her mouth. She tasted sweet like cotton candy in the morning. The forbidden fruit that you should never taste. He felt her lean into the kiss and became even more dominant. The kiss invaded her thought all she could think about was him and how much she fucking loved the feel of him next to her. She was holding his shirt for lives sake while he was supporting her waste. When he finally let her go. She was panting and out of breath. "You like it."

"You saved us all, Maya." "We saved each other," she whispered, her hands sliding under his heavy tactical vest to feel the frantic, solid thumping of his heart against her palms. Julian couldn't wait another second. He crushed his mouth down onto hers in a kiss that permanently sealed their survival. It was a fiercely passionate, bruising claim—a kiss that tasted of absolute victory, unbroken vows, and a terrifyingly beautiful forever. Maya gasped into his mouth, melting completely against the unyielding strength of her husband, knowing with every restored memory in her soul that the Ice King’s heart belonged entirely to her.

he breathed, slowly nodding his head. “What can we do in an hour?” I whispered, brushing my lips against his before kissing him, finally. His lips were warm, hesitant at first but became then needy after a nibble. A soft moan escaped from him when I bit his lower lip and releasing it slowly. When I pulled away, his eyes were heavy, his chest rising and falling fast. “I want to save this marriage, Jack,” I whispered, my voice trembling despite my effort to sound strong. “I know we were strangers before the wedding, but maybe we could work it out. We could try… right?”

He tilted their heads from side to side, savoring every inch of her cherry lips. The cool air caressed them. The sea seemed to notice the couple atop the cliff. They broke the kiss with a soft pop. Killian’s arm slid under her knees and lifted her off the ground. Rosa gasped when her feet left the ground. Then she blinked. Her lavender stones met his blues in surprise. Their noses brushed. “Let’s get married.” Killian purred. Rosa’s lips curved into a cute smile and her palm found his cheek, staring deep in his eyes “Let’s do that.”

He had missed her so deeply that he had begun to understand how often he had confused possessing a place in her life with being entitled to remain there. Now she was standing in front of him, offering him the one thing he had no right to demand. Her truth. "I miss you, too," he said. Ava looked at his mouth, then back into his eyes. "Can I kiss you?" The question nearly undid him. "Yes." She rose onto her toes and kissed him. It was not the desperate kiss of two people trying to erase everything that had happened. It was slow and uncertain, carrying the memory of their marriage and the knowledge that neither of them could return to the people they had been before it broke.

My wife, Isabel Wilson, had slept with more than a thousand men, yet she still refused to divorce me. Her family called me a useless freeloader who did nothing but live off his wife. The first time I asked Isabel for a divorce was five years ago. She didn't say a word. She simply had me locked inside the house for an entire month. A month later, she threw a positive pregnancy test in my face. Three years ago, I asked for a divorce a second time. Isabel went straight back to her family's home that very night. Right after that, I was reduced to seeing my child once a week. Today was the third time. This time, I could finally be free because I realized that my child didn't love me, and my

I touched my lips with trembling fingers, cause I could still feel him, and that was the problem. I could still feel the goddamn kiss that just ruined me. I could still remember the way his hand had settled around my waist, the way he had pulled me closer without hesitation, and the way my entire body had reacted before my mind could remind me that we weren’t supposed to feel anything for each other. “It was just a kiss,” I whispered to myself, almost desperately, because I needed to believe that. Just a kiss. A public kiss. He had probably done it because everyone was watching, because the media had been tearing our marriage apart since Sofia’s arrest, and because he wanted to make our rela

Daniel’s eyes were hollow as he murmured in a daze, “No… that’s not possible…” With just a few calm sentences, Sophie had sentenced his longing, and their entire marriage, to death. He grabbed her hand, his eyes red as if they were bleeding. “Sophie, you’re lying to me, aren’t you? How could you possibly bear to leave me? We were married for five years. When did you even go for that audition? Why would you divorce me? Why… why do I know nothing about this?” Sophie flung his hand away in fury.

She couldn't contain her curiosity and thus, she checked when he had spoken to Amy last and to her surprise, she found out that he had not spoken to her ever since he asked her to leave the island. That wasn’t the only aspect in which Sebastian changed. He actually started taking her to places on the island. It was as though they were a real couple on their honeymoon. They spent a lot of time together and they got to know each other better. And when it was required they kissed and even though the kiss was just for show, it always left Charlotte weak in the knees. One of the most memorable moments for Charlotte was when they went to a famous fortune teller on the island. After reading their p