Dumbledore And Grindelwald Kiss Novels & Stories

"This may be a stretch, but remember that I said the bond between you two makes him stronger? I think something like a kiss could help boost his system, to just the right power to fight back the wolfsbane in his system." "So just a kiss?" "Yes, but you have to feel it from your heart." "Okay…" She took a deep breath, and started slowly leaning in to give him a deep kiss on his soft pink lips, like he was sleeping beauty. At that same moment, the pack members started flooding out of the castle, towards them. Liam and Shira were in front of the crowd, just across the street from the cabin. Leaving both of them to have the front row sit as Adira gave Theodore a kiss that lasted for a few second

“I wouldn’t have been so forward in the seventies.” “Think of the kiss as an experiment to see if your presence activates the flames,” the healer said, sounding like she wanted to pinch the bridge of her nose. “Fine.” I walked across the room on trembling legs, my stomach churning at the prospect of kissing this version of Griff. The one who had held me under his spell for two years, the one I had loved so much that I had relinquished my alpha magic. Griff’s broad chest rose and fell beneath the white sheet that covered him to his neck. I slid my hand over his, waiting to see if he would react.

His lips were soft yet commanding, conveying a mixture of desire and possessiveness. Leanda, still caught in the whirlwind of emotions, hesitated for a brief moment before surrendering to the kiss. She felt a surge of electricity course through her body as their lips melded together, their mouths moving in sync. Alarick's grip tightened around her, his arms enveloping her in a protective embrace, while his other hand cradled her cheek, his touch both tender and firm.

"Nothing more. Slytherins and Gryffindors didn't mix much that time. But Professor Dumbledore can help you, he was the transfiguration's teacher that time." All heads turned to the said man. And he blanched. He seemed to squirm under everyone's gazes, mainly Erik's. "Talk. What do you know about Tom Riddle?" Erik imperiously said to Dumbledore. He started fidgeting but didn't talk. Erik noticed it and started to release his magic pressure with the 'old boy' as the target and center of it. Erik then slowly and dangerously talked.

Elijah silenced me with a soft kiss on my lips and whispered, "Congratulations, my love. We are officially bonded now." He held up his wrist, showcasing a silver bracelet that shimmered in the dim light. My heart raced with excitement. My happiness knew no bounds as he took my hand and revealed an identical bracelet around my wrist. Lisa stood before us with a serene smile. "This bracelet seals your bond," she explained. "You are now bound by magic, not by fate. But remember, you must wear this bracelet forever." I beamed at Elijah and whispered, "I can wear anything for you. I’m so happy, Elijah. Finally, you are mine." Seeing Elijah and i relishing the moment, lisa went away.

The contact lasted a second, maybe less, but it left her dizzy. Dante’s eyes flickered with something she couldn’t name. “Good,” he said quietly, releasing her hand. “That wasn’t so hard.” He turned and walked out, the door closing softly behind him. Emilia stood frozen. Her fingertips brushed her lips, still tingling. Why does he affect me like this? She sat on the bed, trying to slow her breathing. The kiss had meant nothing—it was just a rule, a game of power. And yet her body still remembered the warmth of his skin.

The creature lashed out again, claws tearing through the magic, shattering the seal. “Elara!” Kael’s voice was raw, pleading. I ran to him, dropping to my knees, cradling his face. His eyes were clouded, the bond between us flickering like a dying flame. “No,” I whispered. “Stay with me. Please.” The creature loomed above us, and I knew — this was it. If I didn’t act now, we were both lost. So I did the only thing I could. I kissed him. Not a soft kiss. Not a goodbye. A promise. A vow. I poured every ounce of my magic, my love, my soul into that kiss, into him, willing the darkness out.

I'm lost in his gaze, forgetting how to breathe. Aiden leans closer, his thick thumb brushing against my parted, swollen lips. "I want to kiss you badly, Hermione," he whispers, his eyes ensnaring me in their depths. His voice is low and sensual, making my stomach quiver. He maintains his caress on my mouth, eliciting subtle sighs and sending shivers coursing through my body. "I want to kiss you so badly that you'll forget your name," he murmurs. "All you'll feel is the pleasure I feed you, the desire I spark within you." His mouth captures mine briefly, and I gasp his name, the contact too fleeting. A satisfied grin curves Aiden's mouth. "You'll chant my name, Hermione," he promises, his vo

“And I always win.” Inside, the reveal party reached its peak. The lights darkened. The music faded. The master of ceremonies called them to the stage once more. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the voice boomed, “to seal the alliance between Moonstone and Blackwood our future Alpha and Luna will share their first public kiss.” The room burst in applause. Aurora froze. “What?” Damon turned to her, his face opaque. “It’s for the cameras. Just a show.”

"Exactly. Damian is the Alpha, with all the power and influence that comes with it. Women would kill to be in your position, so what more could you possibly want?" The others joined in, telling me to quit the act before I took it too far. "I'm not joking." I pushed the bond-dissolution papers toward Damian again. "You've wanted to end our bond for a long time. On the night of our mating ceremony, I saw you kneeling before the Moon Goddess statue, admitting that you had made vows you didn't mean. You said Amber was the woman you truly loved." Thinking back to that night, my voice thickened. I had known all along that there was someone he could never let go of.