Angels Kiss On Forehead Novels & Stories

It felt like an eternity before Rachel finally emerged from the shower. Only after she nestled between Jared and me did I muster the courage to lie down as well. The three siblings quickly fell into a deep slumber, and gradually, lulled by the rhythm of their breathing, I, too, drifted off. As dawn crept in, I was jolted from my half-sleep by a soft pressure against my lips. The kiss ignited warmth throughout my body and made my breaths shallow.

The kiss only lasted for a few seconds, and after giving a peck on his wife’s forehead, Mark lightly rubbed his thumb- on Aimie’s forehead to; wipe the moist. Mark returned to his chair as soon as; he was done with his job- as a husband. Slowly making his way- to the couch, Angelo just followed the movement of; Mark with a; glare. While touching his forehead- that- was kissed by Mark. The feeling of Mark’s lips against his forehead was enough for Angelo- to internally shudder in; disgust. When Mark had finally sat on the couch, Angelo swiftly covered his whole body with the blanket since he; doesn’t want to have any more conversation with the ugly Homosapien.

I sighed, "I wish Xavier would accept us being together. Before Theodore could say anything there was a knock on the door. "Come in," he ordered as his voice turned cold. A maid walked into the room with her head glued to the ground. "Sir there's someone at the door for you," she said. Theodore nodded and she quickly left. "Do you want to come with along me?" He asked after he stood up with his arm outstretched towards me. Instead of giving him a reply I stood up and wrapped my small hands around his. He kissed my forehead, "Cutie." My eyes slightly widened and I blushed. He chuckled at my actions and we both walked out of the room.

She lifted her head to look at Ethan after she was okay. They stared into each other's eyes for a while and didn't realize they were inching closer until their lips touched in a light kiss. "I am sorry," Ethan apologized and moved away from her but Jacqueline stood to her feet "No, I should apologize because I kissed you," she said stopping Ethan from walking away from her Ethan turned to look at her but she grabbed him and kissed him again. This time it was more intense. Ethan's mind went into confusion as a certain part of him seems to have a mind of its own as he wanted to yield to the passion that began to burn inside him.

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.

This can't happen! And yet it was. Angel found she could fight it no longer, especially when Layon's fingertips slipped beneath her chin and urged her face up to his. Though he usually towered over her, their kiss was easy. She leaned up on her tiptoes and strained her neck only slightly even as her hands slipped up and over his shoulders, hooking her arms around his neck. All rational thoughts flew from her mind then as he hooked his own hands around her.

They shake Silas's hand firmly before slipping out, leaving a quiet but heavy silence behind. Silas turns to me, pulling me close. His hand slides up and gently tilts my chin upward until I'm forced to meet his gaze. His lips brush against mine in a brief, tender kiss. "You did good, angel," he murmurs against my mouth. "I'm so proud of you."

With that, I greeted them with a wide smile. "Hello, good morning lovely human beings! College and yet still lazy? Are you really just planning to be a freeloader at home and not make an effort? Good thing an English Mage is here, Naenia Lovercraft! Your certified ghostwriter and academic commissioner!" I said sweetly and approached them and even gave them a light kiss on the cheek.

"I am deeply and truly sorry, angel. Please find it in your heart to forgive me." His fingers lightly slid up her arm to the tiny sleeve of her nightwear and he slowly pulled the sleeve off her shoulder, replacing his fingers with his lips and she almost hissed in pleasure. "Greg..." She tried to speak but it only came out as a weak whisper. "Greg I..." She stiffened and felt him freeze behind her as they were interrupted by Cameron's loud wail.

Turns out it was an action movie in bed! Logan released his kiss after successfully making Angel's lower lip swell like a beauty doctor's filler. But this time, it's free, guaranteed to be even more swollen the next day. "What are you thinking, Angel?" Logan whispered in front of Angel's face, the husky voice so addictive that the deep, slightly wistful gaze made Angel's eyelids unblinking.