روايات وقصص ضمن Dawn Lab Kiss Of Fate

The obsession buried for two weeks instantly detonated like a time bomb. Rip! With an extraordinarily wild and savage movement, Darren flipped their positions. He pinned her body beneath his onto the bed, capturing her lips in a brutal, demanding kiss. Darren kissed her with the madness of a man on the brink of starvation, channeling all the frustration, anger, and burning longing that had consumed his soul during this time.

She pushed the lamb around with her fork, barely tasting the one bite she forced down. Dante ate with precise, unhurried movements. The rhythm of his knife slicing through meat, the deliberate clink of his fork against porcelain, was maddeningly calm. It was as though nothing in the world could disturb him. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “Do you know why I demanded that kiss from you?” Her fork froze midway to her mouth. She set it down carefully, her throat tightening. “Because you enjoy controlling people?” A chuckle rumbled low in his chest. “Control is useful, yes. But a kiss…” He leaned back, his eyes glinting. “A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will

The snakes crawl in different directions. In the distance, she noticed a strange cave covered with roses. She felt curious about it so she stopped and scrutinized the flowers coiled up on the rocks. She decided to jump off the horse to get a closer look. But when her fingers touched the petals, it quickly turned to black and became ashes. "What the—?" She gasped. In her fear, she burned all the roses surrounding it. It consumed all the flowers and the vines draping at the entrance, making the inside visible. Dubheasa saw a dim light coming from the cave so she decided to go inside. She was astonished to see a freshly baked loaf on the table. She felt the cup of milk sitting on the table.

He knew he would never forget this kiss, never meet its equal. He pulled away from her, their breath laboured. He rested his forehead against hers and committed the moment to memory. He leaned of off her, let her hands drop to her sides, he handed Isis her bag. “Good bye, Ms. Davenport.” He replied with some pain as he turned the door knob and allowed her to leave.

Narrowing my eyes, I concentrate on the tall trunks, seeing nothing but lush, snow topped vegetation. I release a long, so breath. "It's so beautiful here." Alec reaches out to grip my chin, turning my to look at him, noticing how distracted I've suddenly become. "Not as beautiful as you." "Don't ruin it," I mutter, rolling my eyes playfully. "Is this where you want to do it?" He nods, eyes gleaming. My stomach continues to churn, nerves fluttering inside me. We stand right next to the waterfall, the roaring sound echoing in my ears. Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time.

Zaterra shouted. “Sticks and stones, fire and cyclones. But you would not know any of those, would you, Zaterra, devoid of ki as you are? Now, as I lack the capacity for seeing, I would not mind settling our differences here and now. But for everyone who is visually dependent, may I suggest the nearby rooftops of Dragon’s Horn?” Koumori-shishou pointed at the town with his staff. “I wager the autumn leaves in the light of the waxing gibbous moon will serve as the perfect backdrop for your dramatic matches.

“Right?” Irwin’s breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice breaking. Dorian’s hand moved to her hair, his fingers tangling in the golden strands as he pulled her closer. His lips crashed against hers, a desperate and passionate kiss that seemed to silence all the questions and fears swirling between them. Irwin melted into him, her hands sliding up to rest on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her fingers. For a moment, everything else faded away. The tension, the pain, the uncertainty—it all disappeared, replaced by a connection that was raw and undeniable.

He told her, pressing his lips to her forehead in a kiss before reluctantly pulling away and heading back inside the club. *_*_*_*_* Julian stopped a few inches shy of the entrance to Demitri's little office within the cave. He'd not stopped for a second when he'd been on his way there, but now that he was right outside he began to hesitate. Earlier he had caught wind that the mortal that had Mason's attention was killed, but it was clear from what he'd witnessed in the club, that wasn't the case. Though he wasn't sure if he could go through with telling Demitri the truth and ultimately betraying his best friend.

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

Dustin’s back met the floor but he quickly stood up. I saw blood on his neck, rotating my eyes to meet her lips dirty with his blood, I hide my smile with a concerned look. “I am angry Dawn, your lips contacted another man.” I growl walking in her direction, disregarding the man standing before me as I walked past him. “I d---didn’t kiss him.” She retorted, her eyes glistening with hope. I drown on those grey eyes for a moment standing immobile. “I bit him.” Says she with a gentle, soothing grin.