Novel & Cerita Frozen Elsa Kiss

One of his elbow was resting on the sofa’s arm rest while his other hand lay on his lap, tapping his fingers on them impatiently for some reason, not to mention his jawlines locked with a hard expression on his face. “See, simple. Now let’s play again.” Lianna finally broke the ice and motioned me to get back in the circle and I did as I was told, slightly wiping her spit away from my neck. Ugh, now I had to take a bath in holy water for the next two months. “Dare.” Raymond grinned confidently. “Kiss Edward,” one of the girls said and my eyes widened in shock as I looked at Edward and Raymond look at each other in disgust. “On the lips.”

I kissed him back, my hands threading through his wet hair, pulling him closer as the world, the noise of the rain outside faded away. Jake’s hands roamed down my back, pulling me even tighter against him until there was no space left between us. His fingers trailed along my skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake, and I could feel the hunger in his touch, the need to possess every inch of me. He broke the kiss just long enough to look into my eyes, his voice low and rough. “You drive me crazy, Elsa,” he murmured, his breath hot against my lips. “I never knew this was possible.”

This gave Elsa a shock of a lifetime, they slowly approached Elsa and said with hanging their head low. “What is it?” Elsa asked them “Well, …we want your help..” Said Bliss “Okay tell me what do you want?” Elsa thought they would ask her to donate one of her kidney to the fan club. “We want you to deliver that cake somewhere..” (Bliss) “But we don’t do delivery things I guess… isn’t that right Berry” Elsa asked Berry who was standing just beside the girls. “Nope we don’t do that” Berry replied “See even the boss says we don’t deliver stuff”

ELSA “Would you prefer it if we were in a more private place?” He arrogantly snickered as he faced the lady that was walking over with the pizza carton and a tray. “What makes you think I won’t scream ‘murderer’ in here so you’d get arrested?” He reached for a strand of my hair, and he threw his arm over my shoulder. I pulled away so his hand couldn’t touch my hair. “Because, Elsa, you wouldn’t want the death of all these lovers on your hands,” he looked all over, and I followed his gaze. “I’m feeling a bit merciful, a bomb should do the trick, painless and quick.”

~ ELENA’S POV ~ “We’ve been followed,” My heart hammered in my chest as my hands gripped the child in my arm. He stirred in my arms, his soft whimpers blending with the rising tension in the room. Lisa’s claws extended, her body heating up as she started walking towards the door. The knock came again, causing my blood to run cold. How was someone able to track us through the tunnel? I thought Lisa said it was a secret. The second knock pushed the door in and it creaked open. I heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing who it was.

Their eyes clashed — silver against storm gray, centuries of hunger colliding in a single glance. “Don’t run from me,” Kael growled. Elias’s lips trembled. “Let me go.” Kael leaned in, brushing his mouth against Elias’s. The kiss was tentative, trembling with restraint. Elias stiffened, his hands braced against Kael’s chest. But the warmth seared him. The wolf inside him howled in recognition. “Stop,” Elias whispered, though his voice cracked. Kael pressed again, firmer this time. His tongue traced the seam of Elias’s lips, pleading, commanding.

She glances down at the ring, then back at him. The ice reflects lights and color around them, the championship banner already beginning to lower from the rafters above. For a moment, amid cheers and flashing lights, Lira feels the world narrow to the space between them. Rylan steps back slightly and lifts the microphone once more. “Looks like we have two celebrations,” he says, grinning. The crowd howls. He squeezes her hand once, then lifts it so the ring catches the light again. And there, in the center of the rink, beneath banners and falling confetti, they share a kiss.

The sincerity in his voice melted Ava completely. “It’s okay,” she said quickly, smiling despite her embarrassment. Elisa nodded in response, satisfied. “Well then,” she announced, adjusting her grip on Luca, “Since that's settled, and you've been good today, I think we can go for ice cream now.” Luca gasped. His entire face lit up. “Yes!” he cheered, bouncing in her arms. They turned to leave. “Elisa.” The voice that called out was deep. Raw. Desperate. The sound of it slices through the warmth like ice water.

My thoughts blurred. Because I hadn’t been kissed like that before. Not by anyone. Not with that much intention. Then a voice cracked through the wind—low, dangerous, familiar. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Elias didn’t pull away. He grinned against my mouth before finally breaking the kiss and turning his head. Kael stood a few feet away, chest heaving, fists clenched at his sides. His eyes weren’t storm gray anymore. They glowed, a faint silver that sent a chill straight through me.

Just enough distance to be apart. Elsa turned to me, her expression cool, almost pitying. She began with a monologue, a soft, wistful performance about our shared history, the comfort of familiarity, the public image we could still salvage. Her voice was velvet, every sentence lined with implication. Then, without pause, she stepped forward and kissed me. I didn’t move. Didn’t kiss back. When I stepped away, her smile cracked. "We can still fix this," she said, stepping closer, her voice trembling with urgency.