Anne With An E Kiss Novels & Stories

Gabrielle could not escape the man's hold. He not only had his hand behind her neck, but he embraced her tight with his other arm. His lips crashed into hers and while in front of her colleagues, two board members, and the president of the BNC Media, Kyle kissed her without misgiving. She could feel his tongue asking for admittance, and at the simple taste of his flavor, Gabrielle gave in, parting her mouth. They kissed for not just one, but in three full seconds!

Nathan’s lips curved into a playful smirk, and that expression was the final push Shaun needed. Without thinking, Shaun grabbed the front of Nathan’s shirt and smashed his lips against his. The kiss was rough, violent, and fueled entirely by anger. Shaun kissed him deliberately, teeth scraping against Nathan’s lip as a harsh sound escaped his throat. He bit him before pulling away, laughter spilling from his mouth. “How does that feel?” Shaun mocked. “Disgusting, right? You just kissed a guy. You probably feel like throwing up. That’s what you get for messing with me.”

In every breath. His face is so close now that I can see the tiny flecks of gold in his green irises. Feel his warmth. His breath on my lips. — Lina, my name is only a hoarse whisper, laden with everything left unsaid between us. — We're going to destroy everything, I whisper, my eyes blurry. — Maybe. His hand slides up my arm, a slow, burning caress. But some things deserve to be destroyed. When his lips brush mine, it is both a surprise and an inevitability. An electric shock runs through my entire body, making every fibre of my being vibrate. The kiss is soft at first, hesitant, as if testing boundaries. Then it becomes more insistent, more desperate.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

"You two… have known each other for a long time, haven't you?" Her tone was questioning, but her eyes—sharp like a hawk's—made it clear that she already knew the answer. Her gaze was so piercing that it made my skin crawl. After a moment of tense silence, I forced an awkward smile and pulled her aside. "Eleanor, I…" She took out her phone and showed me a photo. "Ivy, I came across something recently." I leaned in and saw it—a record of me purchasing contraceptive pills online. The quantity was significant, enough to last two or three years.

CHAPTER 29: A Soft Kiss Francesca’s Pov I tried to feel hate. I tried to remember the initials on the file. I tried to remember my parents but it was hard when he was holding me. I felt small and safe in his arms. It was embarrassing how much I liked being close to him. It was a terrible feeling. “I am not yours to claim,” I whispered, trying to sound tough. He leaned his head down, his lips almost touching my ear. His breath was warm.

“Do you want it to be?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn’t hungry. It wasn’t desperate. It was deliberate. It said everything he couldn’t say in words. I kissed back slowly, letting the question melt. When we broke apart, neither of us moved. He was the first to speak. “That felt... right.” I nodded. “It did.” He bit his lip. “So?” “So?” I echoed. He leaned back, tucking his head under moonlight. “So... what is this then? Casual, serious, somewhere in between?”

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

Y0urM1n3 “I never thought anyone got to 20 a virgin anymore… Angel… your writing? This is all fantasy? You’ve done other stuff with guys?” Well I was telling him everything right? LuvNHugs “No, truth is, I’ve not even been kissed. It just didn’t happen, I’m kinda picky, and I guess, broken” Y0urM1n3 “*Frown* Why broken my Angel?”

As the male lead started to kiss the female lead, I suddenly remembered the moment when Hayden asked for a kiss, jokingly. Even though it was a joke, I could not forget the way I was tensed, how red my cheeks turned, and not to mention the raise in my body temperature. As I kept recalling it, my fingers moved to my lips and I started to stroke them gently. I never had my first kiss as I never had a boyfriend.