Games Like Kiss Marry Kill Novels & Stories

“She loves pity, we know her kind.” “Divorce Ares for money? Ares is money himself. #foolishAnnika #GolddiggerAnikka” “You're shameful.” “If I were married to Ares, heaven knows I'd never be a fool like that girl. I will give him all he wants and be his dog. #Aresmarryme” “Young girls of today.” “Poor baby. She's like this because her mother could not leave a note on how to be a wife for her.”

"It's okay, Alpha. I know you're just overwhelmed with grief." She paused before carefully asking, "Alpha… are you in so much pain because you loved Luna?" Connor stiffened, like a wounded beast backed into a corner. "Love her?" He let out a bitter laugh. "That's ridiculous! I only married her to secure her father's former allies, to strengthen my position." Then, a shaky breath escaped him, a single tear betraying his carefully constructed façade. "So why… why this unbearable hurt?"

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.

Now, I'm married to one of the richest, most eligible men in Europe, to help my cancer-stricken mama and find my father, if he is still alive, I know in my heart, that he was elbow deep into the Carusos' shenanigans. "Thank you…Emma Caruso." Liam remarks. "Now, to seal it." He walks over to my seat, swoops down, and engulfs me in a kiss. His lips move smoothly over mine, now that I'm not drunk, I can feel the intricate details of his lips. Happy married life to me.

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.

The intensity between us grew, a spark that started in my chest, as it had before for him, only this time it grew with each long look and his gentle fingers pressed against my wrists. He leaned in and kissed my nose. He hovered there and I didn't move. He tilted his head, kissing my lips. I remained still, kissing him back. It was a light kiss, but he kept it going soft and steady. His tongue teased my lips and I welcomed it. He made a delightful noise and leaned into me, tongue darting into my mouth. I leaned far back trying not to fall. My hand searched for something to hold to, I grabbed hold of his shoulder and then the back of his neck.

" I could only stand there helplessly, watching them launch Mamma's ashes into the sky. I watched the two of them kiss beneath the fireworks while my screams were drowned out by the explosions overhead. Even now, that feeling of utter desperation made my eyes sting. Then came a bang. Searing pain shot through my arm. The gun slipped from my grip and clattered to the floor. Antonio had shot me. Seizing the opportunity, Camilla shoved me hard before throwing herself into Antonio's arms, playing the fragile victim. Gritting my teeth, I forced myself up and grabbed the gun with my uninjured hand, aiming straight for Camilla's heart. But Antonio lunged forward. The bullet only caught Camilla's sh

I wanted it to be so much more. When I walked into the condo, I began to laugh. There were Kim and Tony, in their pajamas, a steaming mug of coffee next to each of them as they played checkers on the kitchen table. "Here we are, on a tropical vacation, and you two are indoors playing a board game. You look like an old married couple," I said. Kim blushed, and Tony grinned unabashedly at me. I could practically read their thoughts. We wish we were a married couple. I wondered if he had proposed to her already. I heard guys often did that before a deployment. I'd have to get the info from Kim later.

Since I have no chill, I declare to the empty bar: “This is it. I’ve peaked.” Kyle snorts, cupping the back of my head. “Come here.” Our kiss is slow and deep and filthy, tongues sliding together and teeth grazing bottom lips. We don’t come up for air, because that is what nostrils are for: to let you kiss a sexy older man until your head spins. I get it now. “Mmph.” I’ve given up on words. Why speak, when my mouth is better occupied? Better to kiss Kyle like it’s my last night alive, grinding against the hard bulge in his jeans, and let my body do the talking. It’s sure got enough confessions to make.

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 What a freaking bizarre night! Mr. Marble is drunk, and he kisses me out of nowhere. He is a good kisser, and I almost fell into his trap. I hit him with a lamp for him to stop what's he is doing, and I am watching him lying unconsciously on the floor. I wish I didn't kill him because I don't want to be a criminal.