Gusley Kiss Novels & Stories

"Fine, I'll slap you with my poisonous food every day." My face turned pale when Frinsc looked at me. "And you, Azy, this dare is very special. You always win this game, you always order us around, and it's your time to shine baby," she said before her footsteps swallowed the distance between the two of us. "As if I have a choice. Come on, tell me, what is it? I'm always ready for this." I grinned at her playfully. "You have to kiss the owner of this school, for 40 seconds." My jaw dropped with what Frinsc said.

And then Kyle turns around, confusion is written all over his face. “Jer?” “Shut up, Kyle. “ The next thing I feel is his fingers digging in my new short hair and he's kissing me. Not slowly and carefully like he did last time. But hungry and hot. I press towards him and return the kiss. * * * Eva

“If anything, you're too good.” I let out a nervous breath that sounded almost like a giggle. “You're okay with dating a girl with about three hundred dollars in her bank account? It's going to make it a little tough for me to split the bill at the opera.” He grinned. “The guy's supposed to pay anyway on a date.” I wasn't sure if he kissed me, or if I kissed him. Either way, our lips connected just the way they were supposed to. It was the sweetest kiss I had ever had. It was love.

I was having a hard time breathing I was so nervous and excited for this moment. Gabe leaned in. He didn’t kiss my cheek this time, though, he brought his lips straight to mine. A burst of electricity filled the air, exploding all around us. His kiss took my breath away and my knees went weak. I brought my hands to his shoulders and pulled myself closer to him.

he rasped, his lips crashing into hers. The kiss was raw, angry, a collision of need and fear. Gianna’s hands gripped his jacket, pulling him closer, her lips fierce against his, a fire that consumed them. His fingers tangled in her hair, her body pressed to his, the world fading to the heat of their first kiss—a line crossed, a vow broken. But guilt surged, her secret, his distrust, a shadow in their passion. She pulled back, breathless, her eyes wide, his face a mirror of her turmoil.

“You don’t get to unload this guilt at my feet like it makes us even. You don’t get to cry now that the truth hurts you.” “I want to make it right.” She looked at him, eyes burning. “You can’t.” Silence. She stepped back. But then, for just one second, her voice softened. “Why did you kiss me like that, Damon?” His reply was instant. “Because it felt like the only thing that made sense.” She exhaled. Shaky. “You’re five years too late.” Then she shut the door. But behind it — both of them were crying.

Vincenzo gripped his firm ass and squeezed, causing Wade to gasp. "Every single time you drink, I'm going to kiss the fucking daylights out of your mouth, do you understand?" Vincenzo growled. Wade didn't respond. Vincenzo leaned in and bit his lips to elicit a response from him. "Ow! Vincenzo, don't do that!" "You didn't answer me," "God, you're so fucking bossy! And don't kiss me!" "But you like it, don't you?"

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

Nathan’s lips curved into a playful smirk, and that expression was the final push Shaun needed. Without thinking, Shaun grabbed the front of Nathan’s shirt and smashed his lips against his. The kiss was rough, violent, and fueled entirely by anger. Shaun kissed him deliberately, teeth scraping against Nathan’s lip as a harsh sound escaped his throat. He bit him before pulling away, laughter spilling from his mouth. “How does that feel?” Shaun mocked. “Disgusting, right? You just kissed a guy. You probably feel like throwing up. That’s what you get for messing with me.”

People glanced at each other nervously, as if I had finally lost my mind. Eva looked perfectly innocent. "Dr. Smith, you shouldn't be tossing out accusations like that. Dr. Summer and I just met today. What would we possibly gain from putting on a scene?" One of the bystanders, who had spoken up earlier, let out a cold snort.