Dementor's Kiss Harry Potter นิยาย & เรื่องราว

On instinct, Maleficent pressed her body to her enemy turned lover which elicited a deep groan from him – a groan which seems like from a wounded beast. “Maleficent, you are tempting me again,” said Damon. With his right hand, he helped her tilt her head to meet his kiss. For him, it was only supposed to be a sweet kiss – supposed to. But the moment he felt his girlfriend knocking for entrance, he opened his lips and devoured her lips not before biting her lower lip. “You asked for this, little Halfling.” He flipped her petite body, taking the position between her spread legs.

She pulled back from the kiss slightly. "Let me go get my text book," she husked out against my lips. I nodded and then trailed my fingers down her spine lightly before I let go. "Meet me at the door," I whispered in her ear. "We'll get the hell out of here and enjoy it." I smirked and then kissed her neck playfully before I started for the door, getting through the mob easier this time and then stood by the door, pulling my keys out. She's going to become my dark princess until I grow bored of her.... I'll give her immortality instead of sweet, sweet death. After a few minutes she came up to me with her text book and gave me a playful smile as she slipped one arm around me.

I saw him smiled and stared away shyly I love you; he said staring at me I stared at his eyes and smiled I love you too; I said shyly He stared at me sweetly I didnt even know when we moved our lips closer to each other Our lips met and we kissed passionately He bit my lips so sweetly He is really a good kisser; I thought We kissed for a very long time He caress my body so sweetly Suddenly, we heard a sound of footstep and someone coughed We quickly unlocked from the kiss OMG! Such a mood spoiler.... . T.B.C

But mine. Gone. Maybe forever. Was this my loss? Demetrius had shrunk himself, now the diminutive, sweet-faced sorcerer I knew. But no longer did a scar mar his face, his white hair thick and lustrous, body held with pride and power. He turned to me, not a hint of madness in his eyes as he blew me a kiss. I laughed through my tears and caught it, pressed it to my heart. But how?

I admitted still trying to catch my breath from the kiss. That was all he needed to hear before he captured my lips again. I took off his coat that I was wearing without breaking the kiss. He didn't waste any time and lay me in the bed. He took off his shirt and positioned his head in between my thighs. I can almost feel his tongue when my bedroom door swung open and I shrieked in horror when I saw Luna. "Holy shit." Luna exclaimed when Liam looked at her direction as I tried to compose myself. "What the fuck!" Liam yelled at her and she stepped back when he got up from the bed. “What do you want?”

"Un-un, don't do that." His bristly moustache rubbed against her soft lips as he looked down in her face. Mory closed her eyes and surrendered to Haldir's will. Mory gasped as Haldir sucked in her bottom lip between his. The taste of the vodka on his tongue still lingered as it found its way into her mouth. As she relaxed into his kiss, Mory put her hands on his chest and balled his shirt into her fingers, pulling him closer.

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

Alex wrapped his legs around Damian’s waist, pulling him deeper. “Come back to me,” he whispered against his lips. “I love you. Not the demon. Not the dominant. You.” The kiss deepened. Love burned brighter than the possession. The entity shrieked as it was forced out blue and red energy exploding from Damian’s body in a crackling burst. It hovered in the air for one second, writhing, before dissipating into nothing with a final, fading scream. Damian collapsed on top of Alex, breathing hard, eyes clear again.

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.