Novel & Cerita Goddess Kiss Game

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

she whispered. "Choose what?" "Between love... and life." I shook my head. "That's not fair." "To break the curse, something must be lost." "I have lost enough!" I shouted. My voice cracked like glass. She raised her hand and fire swirled around her and the ground shook. "You carry the soul of the goddess," she said. "You are her vessel. The curse ends only when the Reaper's Claim is denied." "What does that mean?" I asked, but she was already fading.

Atari doesn't need to know that Kastriv and I chose to touch each other willingly because we felt a connection and wanted to rule it out. If she did know...I get a feeling we may be introduced to her darker side. "How does keeping my mate away from me benefit me?" Kastriv question. He still has my hand in a tight grip, as if Atari may physically banish me at any moment. Atari shakes her head. "She's a Demon, Kastriv. What would your ancestors say?" "I don't give a fuck about them," he growls. Atari takes a step toward him, but he matches it back. "They gave you your gift. They have allowed granted you this wonderful position, your ability to speak with spirits-"

Anyone else would be manageable, but being caught by those two would spell trouble. Suddenly, the arm around my waist tightened. Then, Felix pressed his lips against mine in a fiery kiss. Unlike his usual soft, passive responses, he kissed me with fierce heat, like he wanted to devour me whole. Was he out of his mind? Wasn't he afraid of being seen? I might act crazy most days, but even this was beyond my limit! Gerard's and Rowan's footsteps drew closer. My scalp prickled, and my eyes kept darting to the side. The handmaiden was practically twitching as she threw me frantic looks.

“But I’m not letting some ghost in lipstick steal my kill and walk away like a fucking legend.” I stood, crushing the cigarette under my heel. Amara Voss. The Revenant. I didn’t care if she was a myth, monster, or martyr. I would find her. And if she wanted war, I’d give her one she’d never forget.

And right now, they are nothing less than what I have imagined in my head—so soft, inviting, and intoxicating. ‘Please, goddess, don’t let her pull away,’ I whisper in one small, insignificant prayer to the Moon Goddess. But insignificant as it seems, she approved it. The kiss is anything but gentle or soft. It is all-consuming. It’s as if we have both played this moment over and over in our heads, and now that it’s finally happening, neither of us can pull away. She nibbles on my lips, and I groan loudly. Oh, goddess. She traces her hand around my chest while I move her back against the wall. Our tongues swirl in that magical dance, it lights up every dark corner of our lives.

She moans softly; I start kissing lower, making my way down until I'm on my knees in front of my goddess. Once I smell her desire, knowing it's for me; I run my nose along her, moaning loudly; "I need to taste you" I whisper seductively, loving how she opens her legs in invitation, I gently lick her slit; letting my tongue flit against her clit as her body reacts and clenches slightly. "How do you want it goddess, like this?" I ask, gently flicking my tongue against her clit, "Or like this?" I ask, burrying my face and feasting on her. "THIS" she yells, gripping my hair hard and pulling my face hard against her.

In a quiet Vip room in starlight The God Of war, God of control, Goddess of destruction, and Goddess of sin were all sitting back having a serious conversation. "This was a stupid idea you know that right? It's time to quit playing mind games and start actually doing something. I'm tired of not being able to use my magic. The Goddess of creation needs to be taught a lesson. Tortured alittle and than locked away forever. I'm done playing games. There needs to be a vote." Kali The Goddess of Destruction had been rambling on and on since they got into the club.

This time it comes out as a roar. Viola probably rolls her eyes but I couldn’t care if she rolled her head too as the whole boardroom empties out and leaves me and my mate alone. “You came here for a kiss? Even after you threw us out of your room this morning?” River nods. I want to chain us together in this seat and shout ‘that’s my girl’. My lips hover over hers before I take them and taste for myself what having a gift from the Goddess feels like. With a tight hold on her thighs, I dip my head further into hers, deepening the kiss, unwrapping the most delicious fruit my tongue has ever tasted, tasting it again and wanting more.

Then it dawned on her like an epiphany. “Oh my kami!” “What? What is it?” Sasha asked, alarmed. He had stopped walking and turned around. “Now I know why they said only kids can enter the maze.” “Why? What are you talking about?” “The maze designs. I know what they are.” “Really? That’s great! Well… don’t leave me hanging here. What are they?” Aki stared at Sasha and answered: “Cat’s cradle.”