Elena Undone Kiss Novels & Stories

She sighed deeply and looked at her, "Sorry, Jenny. I ruined your mood by my talks which only lead to.." "Him. Right?" "Yes.." "Since you joined his company." She said and crossed her arm against her chest. "Um… Actually-" Selena looked at her in shock then began to shake her head in denial. "No. No, no. Please, leave it for now. And, tell me what did you want to tell me for which you were excited when you came?" She asked. "Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you between these talks, but.. I'll tell you now. So…" She cleared her throat, sat straight and made a serious face, "Danny proposed to me."

Liam whispered, his voice dripping with intense, venomous hatred. ​Elena didn't bother to counter the insult. Instead, she tilted her head back, deliberately angling their faces so that from Albert’s camera perspective, they appeared locked in a passionate, intimate kiss. "Keep up the performance, Liam. Your secret lover in the corner looks as though she's about to hurl my luxury bag directly at your face."

“Do you ever think about where we’ll go from here? Now that we’ve come through the darkness and into the light?” Elena smiled, a soft and knowing expression that spoke of her newfound sense of peace. “I think about it often. We’ve faced so much together, and I believe that whatever comes next, we’ll face it as we always have—together.” Evan’s eyes sparkled with affection as he leaned in, his lips brushing gently against hers. The kiss was tender, a promise of the love and commitment that had carried them through their trials. It was a kiss that spoke of their shared past and their hopeful future.

The tears escaped my eyes and trickled down my face as I stood up to follow him, grabbing his hand as he headed towards the door. Outside a man in a black tuxedo stood waiting on the porch. Jack opened the door and nodded to him before turning back to me. His eyes were wet as his thumbs smeared the tears off my cheek. He then traced his thumb across my lower lip before taking my chin in his hand and pulling me into a kiss. I could taste the salt of my tears—salty like the ocean—as I kissed him one last time.

Gritting her teeth together, Elena spoke in a broken face, tears streaming down from her eyes, " Just leave me alone like you did always, Vincent!! Why bother?? Just go the fuck away!" Vincent couldn't bear the tears in her eyes anymore. He lifted her up by her waist suddenly and kissed her lips aggressively. Elena let out a startled groan but she eventually gave up by kissing him back. A long reunion of lover had finally melted by a hungry kiss.

Elena gasped, making me look up at her. “All in due time, Love. You’re not ready yet.” I brought my mouth back to her clit. She threw her head back letting out soft moans. My hand traveled up her body and cupped her breast. She arched her back pressing more into my hand. I kept going till she was a writhing mess. A little flick to the bundle of nerves and she was coming against my mouth. “You taste as sweet as I had imagined, Love.” I crawled up and kissed Elena, letting her taste herself on my lips. Her hand traced all the way down to my crotch before she grabbed it.

Eleana slowly stopped crying while still holding him. "I'm not forgiving you, Mr. Campbell. Not yet." Eleana mumbled with determination before slowly pulling away and then looking at Ayden, who heaved a sigh. He leaned forward and then placed a kiss on Eleana's forehead. Eleana closed her eyes for a brief moment, and when she opened her eyes, his lips wrapped around hers in a soft kiss filled with warmth and longing. Eleanor's heart finally felt at ease when his cold lips kissed her warm ones.

She turned her head and said impatiently, "Why are you standing…?” The last three words were interrupted by Edward's sudden kiss. Edward's arm was tightly wrapped around her waist. It was a strong kiss. Taking off her high heels, Ellena no longer had the height advantage. She could only raise her head and accept his kiss. Ellena was pressed against the wall. One side was the cold wall and the other side was his hot chest. This feeling was not good at all. But Edward did not give her any chance to resist. He directly ripped off her clothes.

Barely a brush. “There,” she said, pulling back, her voice trembling. “Satisfied?” Dante’s expression didn’t change, but his eyes burned with something fierce. He caught her wrist gently, not hurting, just holding her still. “That was a kiss of obligation,” he murmured. “Cold. Empty. Try again.” Emilia’s lips parted, sparking outrage. “You can’t—” “I can.” His voice was final, leaving no room for argument. “Do it properly, or tomorrow your father wakes to find the debt unpaid.”

he whispered, his lips brushing against hers. Elara took a deep breath, summoning all her courage. "I want you too, Kaelen," she whispered back, her voice barely audible. "I want you more than anything." And then, finally, their lips met. It was a kiss that was both tender and passionate, a kiss that spoke of longing and desperation, a kiss that sealed their fate.