Frozen Kisses Novels & Stories

He leaned down and kissed her lip, preying her mouth open with his tongue as he deepened the kiss and squeezed her butt. She did not fully reciprocate the kiss, but she did not completely shut him off either, but he could still detect her reluctance. He broke off, " why do you seem not interested in anything today?" Frost asked.

He didn't need further encouragement; he gently cupped her face and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss began tenderly, a soft meeting of lips, exploring and testing boundaries. But as the seconds ticked by, the intensity grew. The initial gentleness gave way to a fervent hunger. Hazel responded eagerly, matching Francisco's passion, their lips and tongues intertwining in a dance of desire.

he melted into her, holding her tightly like she was the most precious person to him, and at that moment she truly believed she was. Their lips gently brushed against each other, creating a tender and sweet sensation. It was a soft and delicate kiss, filled with warmth and affection. Time seemed to slow down as they savored the intimate connection between them. The touch of their lips was gentle, when Killian's tongue found its way into her mouth, Lisa shivered in delight.

"We must show them how much I... value my assets." He didn't wait for her consent. He kissed her—a deep, searing kiss that was more of a claim than an affection. It was a kiss designed for the cameras, possessive and public. For a heartbeat, Avery forgot the lie. She only knew the sandalwood scent of his power and the terrifying warmth of the "Ice King's" kiss. As he pulled away, the flashbulbs exploded in a blinding finale. Dominic looked at the shocked face of his antagonist.

Freck leans his head down, a hand sliding up to cup her soft cheek. He hunches himself to her height and tilts his head to the side, then his lips capture Heaven’s own in a soft touch. His thumb caresses her cheek as they remain like that for a moment, before he opens his mouth to take hers in a kiss. Playlist: - One Night Alone (Winterpark) – Heaven’s healing dance

Frost said. At this point, the lighting was soft, and the air was sweet. Frost suddenly got up and went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth. There was no toothbrush, so he used his finger to brush his teeth with toothpaste. Bianca got up and looked out the window, where she could see the 108th floor of Lofty Plaza and the sign for "Snow Cold Yoga." Suddenly, Frost wrapped his arms around her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Now I want to kiss my fiancée!"

Herlinda and Nora, who were faithfully watching them, although Nora occasionally got distracted because she was so engrossed with the limited edition smartwatch featuring Frozen characters. Feeling embarrassed in front of Mrs. Herlinda, Tera reluctantly looked at her husband's face and gave him a cold, icy stare that froze the atmosphere. Sebastian grinned with satisfaction, and his lips gently caressed Tera's nose, showing a touch of fondness. "Kiss my neck," Sebastian whispered. "What?" Tera gasped. "Don't make me say it out loud in front of Nora." "But..." "Quickly, kiss my neck!" Sebastian demanded. His voice was low, audible only to Tera's ears.

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.

His thumb trembled against her cheek. Then his mouth crashed against hers. The kiss was not tender. It was fierce, consuming, desperate. His hands pulled her close, as if holding her body tighter could bind her loyalty, as if her breath could drown out the doubt burning through his veins. For a moment, she let herself feel it — the fire, the ache, the longing that had always existed between them. But the more he clung, the more she realized what it was: not love, not trust. Chains.

He recalled placing his hand on her head and saying, "From now on, no one will make you suffer again." … Afterward, he confined her in a freezer at -58°F for three days. Mason removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. The lenses were clouded with fog, though he could not say if it were from the cold or his own breath. Ethan rose and crossed to Harper's body. With his bloodied hand, he softly swept the frozen strands of hair from her face. For the first time, he truly saw her. Her lips were tinged blue-purple, her cheeks hollowed. Frostbite crept from behind her ears down to her jaw.