Alexander Lee U Kiss Novels & Stories

He thought about the kiss. Fierce. Brief. Completely real. He had been kissed before. He had kissed people before. But he had never been kissed like that—like the person doing the kissing was discovering something they hadn't known they were looking for, like the kiss itself was a question and an answer and a promise all at once. Alexander had kissed him like someone who had spent his whole life not kissing anyone, not like this, not for real, and who had finally run out of reasons not to. And then he had said I can't lose you—the three words that followed the kiss, the three words that made everything else make sense or didn't make sense at all, depending on how you looked at them.

His hand stayed at my cheek, his mouth warm against mine, and I felt myself melt into the sweetness of it, into the terrifying comfort of being wanted without being rushed, held without being trapped. The kiss didn’t last long. It didn’t need to. When he pulled away, my eyes were still closed. I heard his quiet voice near my lips. “Thea.” I opened my eyes. He was smiling. Really smiling. And this time, I didn’t tell him to do it more. I only smiled back. Then the conservatory door opened again. Kuya Adam’s voice cut through the room. “I knew it.” I jerked back so fast Alexander had to catch the back of my chair.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

would stop giving me so much shit whenever we met up. Sunday dinner could have gone better, what with Seamus calling his grandfather out for being a homophobic prick— “Aela!” I smiled at Aoife when I saw her wading through the crowd with one of those baby car seats in hand. She plunked him on a chair, made sure he was stable, then bent down to kiss my cheek. I hadn’t expected that, so I jerked back in surprise, but then stilled when I felt the soft brush of her lips against my cheek.

116 Alex Liam’s lips pressed against mine with a desperation that stole the air from my lungs. His hands cradled my face gently, but the kiss was anything but soft—it was fiery, intense, and brimming with everything we hadn’t said, every moment we’d lost. I felt my knees weaken as his body pressed closer, his warmth wrapping around me like a shield against the cold emptiness that had haunted me for months. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, refusing to let go, as though this kiss was the only anchor tethering me to the world.

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

KATARINA Alexander's lips met mine in a searing kiss that shattered my numbness. His mouth moved against mine with tenderness I'd never felt before, his lips soft as they ignited a fire that spread through me like wildfire. The kiss chased away the cold emptiness Greyson had left behind, but I froze in surprise. That seemed to bring Alexander back to himself, as he pulled away, eyes wide. “I'm sorry," he muttered quickly, dragging a hand through his hair. “I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have kissed you."

“By the power vested in me, I then declare you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!” Logan and I gravitate like magnets toward one another's open arms, and our lips meet in a simple act of love. We kiss, starting our new life together in an act of love. I can't think of a better way to begin. Logan's brother Aiden whoops, and Maddy wolf-whistles. Tyler is busy looking everywhere but at the two of us. Someday, he'll kiss a girl like this and not find it quite so intimidating. The thought makes me smile.

Alexei I can feel it the moment he pours himself completely into the kiss and forgets about everything else. The realization is a bolt of pure, triumphant fire in my gut. Kieran, my Kieran, Alpha of Silvercrest, the refined, untouchable, witty prince, is kissing me back with all the clumsy, desperate hunger of a starving wolf.