Derek And Stiles Kiss Novels & Stories

To him, he's just protecting me, although the lines are blurring between that and stalking. I glare at him, and he glares right back, until his gaze shifts down for a moment, and his dark brows furrow. I know what he is looking at before I have a chance to cover it with my hair. The last thing I want is to explain to Eryk how Stace came to my room last night and for some bizarre reason I let him pin me in my bathroom to kiss me. "What's on your neck?" "None of your business," I snap back, drawing my hair over my shoulder to cover it.

And if he heard her apologize for this, he’d never live it down. Derek silently asked permission before tentatively pressing his lips to hers, catching her by surprise still. All the while butterflies raged on inside of him, he could have nearly grumbled about that being a werewolf and all but while his left hand slid through her hair to cradle her head his other one cupped her cheek, cherishing this moment. The feel of Aislyn’s lips pressing against his, only to back off was terrifying. Wondering if this was only a small moment began to make him feel unworthy, but then she reached for him. A smile turned up on her lips, and a soft sigh left her, before he felt her mimic him. The feel of her

"I want him to notice me, I don't care if he has a girlfriend" "They look so cute together and I adore them so much" "If my boyfriend does not behave like this, imma gonna break up with him" "He is so caring, can't you see how he opened her car door" They continued murmuring inaudible words among themselves and shockingly, Aaron hold Cercelia's waist and kissed her romantically in front of the students and the murmuring becomes louder echoeing. "I love this couples so much" "I am their biggest fans" They clapped their hands immediately Aaron broke the kiss, he kissed her one more time before releasing and she left to her room embarrassed because of the students that stared at the both of the

He put his palm on the wall as he moved closer to me and caged me in his strong arms, leaving me no space to escape. “Serena!” he spoke, bringing his lips close to my ear. Everything of his was intimidating including his hoarse voice. After all, he was the devil himself. “Hayden…” I couldn’t take proper breath as his fingers started to stroke my cheek. He clenched his jaw as he brought his finger close to my lips and his eyes darkened. The next thing he said scared me to the core. “I don’t understand if I should kiss you or kill you.” Though I was sure I wouldn’t die in his hands, I could not stop shivering. I looked into his tear-filled eyes which were gleaming with millions of emotions. He

Upon finally doing so, the world felt hazy, save for her face. She smiled up at him, obviously enjoying his bewilderment. “I know. It's a surprise, right? Kissing someone like me. Consider it a bonus for all your hard work tonight.” She jokingly stuffed ten dollars into his shirt pocket. “Your tip. Thanks again, handsome. Enjoy your shift!” Fidelis stood in shock, watching her stroll away, utterly puzzled by the whole encounter. Next to him, Brown's eyes were wide, his hand covering his mouth in astonishment. After a lengthy pause, he stammered, “Mr. Fidelis… you… you kissed a girl…”

I needed to keep Derek talking until help could arrive for Emma, regardless of her crimes. Derek turned the camera back to his own face, that same unnerving smile still plastered across his features. "I'm completely calm now," he said conversationally, moving closer to the lens. "I finally understand that Emma manipulated our entire relationship from the very beginning." His sunken eyes took on a distant, almost dreamy quality as he continued speaking. "Do you remember our very first date, Sylvia? You wore that beautiful white dress that captured my attention from across the pack gathering. I spent the entire evening dreaming about our future mating ceremony, about the pups we would have tog

... Stella was pleasantly surprised, so much so that she didn't clock the trashed paste. "What gift are you giving me and Laurent?" she asked eagerly. I flashed a cryptic grin. "You'll find out on the wedding day. Oh, and you forgot again. I'm allergic to peanuts." ... The wedding day rolled around fast. I wore the groomsman getup Laurent had picked out for me, hanging back quietly as he and Stella posed sweetly for photos. When the photographer suggested a kissing shot, Laurent played coy. "Hold up. I'm not the groom today. The real one is over there."

Then he leaned down and kissed me. Soft at first. Gentle. Like he was asking permission. I kissed him back, my hands going to his hair, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened. Derek's arms wrapped around me, pulling me into his lap. My back pressed against his chest. His mouth moved from my lips to my jaw to my neck. "Maya," he breathed against my skin. "Yeah?" "If we keep doing this, I'm not going to want to stop." "Good." "We're in my workshop. Where anyone could see through the window."

"You didn't do anything wrong! He's the one being petty!" Hearing that, I laughed bitterly. I spat out the blood in my mouth and shakily stood up. "Baking my mother's ashes into cookies and making me eat them in front of everyone at our engagement party–that's just a little joke? He didn't just humiliate me; he humiliated my mom, too!" Lucille's eyes flickered for a moment, as if she realized that she was clearly in the wrong on this one. At that exact moment, Derek suddenly clutched his head and groaned. "Lucille, my head hurts so bad... Spencer's kick was way too hard. I think he gave me a concussion..."

He said, gently lifting my chin until I was looking at him again. “Oh,” I said, the giddy feeling returning as I met his green eyes and saw the desire and happiness in them. “Okay.” “Good night, Trouble,” Derek whispered, and my eyes began to close, butterflies swarming my belly, as he leaned in. Then his warm lips pressed against my cheek, and my eyes shot open as he pulled away and took a step back with a grin. He knew exactly what he was doing. “Derek Moretti! If you don’t kiss me right now, I swear to all that is holy…”