Beso Arcoiris Mga Nobela at Kwento

Arc Arc felt a sense of déjà vu as he basked in the warm sunlight streaming through the window. Familiar arms seemed to wrap around him, and gentle fingers caressed his skin, tracing the contours of his scars without hesitation. A smile threatened to break free as he turned to face the owner of those arms. Chelsea's sweet smile greeted him, radiating an otherworldly glow. Arc's heart skipped a beat as he gazed at Chelsea's luminous face. His heart pounded furiously in his chest, and he reached out to touch Chelsea's face, his fingers yearning for contact.

Der says smiling, the young woman takes a sit beside him and hugs him, “I’ve missed you” So this is Aris, she looks very pretty; she’s the feminine version of Nek, their resemblance is uncanny. Aris runs towards Nek and playfully slaps him across the arm; “ouch” he winces. Nek pulls her into a hug, “how have you been” he asks

I had to understand what I was doing wrong. “What did you discover about this place?” I asked Aris. “It's a big grotto, but it has a beginning and an end if you skirt the ground well,” Aris said, and I frowned. “Why?” “I have a bad feeling,” I said fearfully, and Aris took me by the chin. “You don't have to be afraid; everything is going to be okay,” the vampire said and kissed me. It wasn't a rapturous kiss; it was a sweet kiss, full of love.

"You made me curious and I wondered, what would kissing and loving a woman like you feel like? Would it be cold or hot?" His voice had gotten lower the closer he came and now there was only an inch between their bodies. Aria held her breath as her heart remained wild in her chest. Ares grabbed her chin and tilted her head back. He watched her intensely while brushing his thumb over her lips. Aria's breath caught in her throat. What was he doing? "You look ravishing in red." He murmured. Her chest was rising and falling visibly from the tension in her body. "I am not an experiment." She breathed.

It's a nice view. Victor reaches for the loofa, pumping on the vanilla body wash. He suds the thing up with a squeeze before running it down Ariadne's back. The Omega doesn't say anything, responding with shuddered exhales. Victor presses a kiss against the nape of Ariadne's neck. The Omega hums contentedly, rolling her head forward, giving him more access. Victor's wolf squirms inside him, wanting to get closer. His hands run down the length of Ariadne's body, settling on her hips.

Tears of emotion rolled down Nara's cheeks as she said with a trembling voice: "I am yours, Serafín, and you are mine." Seraphím clasped her tightly in his arms, melting into a passionate kiss that sealed their eternal love. The magical energy surrounding them was so powerful that they could feel their souls merging into one. As they embraced, onlookers could observe how Seraphím's Archon, now much larger than before, extended his majestic wings. Gently, he enveloped Nara with them, and gradually, she began to take on the same colours as him. Her white hair shone with divine light, and her eyes radiated a depth of knowledge and love that transcended the earthly realm.

He lifts my face so that we are staring into one another's eyes, and his bright green eyes are filled with wonder, awe, and something else. "Amaris, there is someone that I would like to introduce you to," Kenton says, reaching out with his other hand and grasping ahold of my own, then curls me into his body as he tries to shield me from the eyes of the other now naked men and women before us.

Amikat's POV "You're a beautiful girl, Amikat," he states. He crooks his head forward and buries his nose in the knape of my neck. "What's this?" He pulls my hair away from my shoulder, revealing the mark that Alpha Arienne had given me the night before. It's mostly healed now, leaving a silverish-blue circle with a star in the middle, kind of like a pentagram, but he star is filled in in the middle. It's honestly bealutiful. I reach up and try to cover it with my hand, but the vampire catches my wrist and pins my hand against the wall. He squeezes tightly, cutting off the circulation to my fingers, leaving a tingling sensation.

I didn't even know when my arms found their way around his neck. His arms were holding me to him so tightly that I could even feel his heart beating against my chest. His phone was buzzing. He broke the kiss very reluctantly but he was still looking into my eyes. His eyes mirrored some different kind of passion and emotion. I was drowning in those very dark and intense eyes.