Han Solo And Leia Kiss Novels & Stories

I let out a slow breath, trying to steady myself, but my thoughts were all over the place and none of it felt real yet. “Aria!” I turned at the sound of my name and saw Sophia walking quickly toward me, her expression a mix of shock and excitement. “What was that?” she asked, slightly out of breath. “I don’t know,” I said honestly. “You just kissed a random guy.” “I know.” “In front of Ethan.” “I know.” She stared at me for a moment like she was trying to process everything she had just seen. “That was insane,” she said finally. I let out a small laugh, even though nothing about tonight felt funny. “Yeah.” There was a pause before she leaned in slightly and said, “But also… kind of iconic.”

Alpha Damon. He’d shifted back to human form, his clothes torn, a bleeding gash visible on his flank. But the wound seemed inconsequential. He looked utterly poleaxed, his dark eyes locked on me, filled with a dawning horror and raw, undeniable recognition. The mate bond pulsed between us, no longer a one-sided ache but a palpable, two-way current, agonizingly strained.

He hesitated, but obeyed. She pressed her hands to his shoulder—where he was wounded—and immediately, silver light bloomed beneath her palms causing the wound to close slowly. He was left breathless. She tried pulling back after healing him but mistakenly slipped further into his hands. They were suddenly too close. She could feel his breath brushing her cheeks. Her heart pounded. The bond flared—hot and persistent. “Aria,” Dax whispered. “I know, ” she said quietly. “I can feel it too.”

Kyle responded eagerly, taking over her lips and dulling her senses with the kiss. They only stopped to catch their breaths. Their harsh breathing was the only other sound in the room. Hana rubbed her legs together, hoping he would forget about the rule and touch her. But he didn’t. She stared down at his bulge that was more noticeable than it was in the car. When she palmed him, he groaned. Holding her hands at her back, he touched his forehead to hers and whispered, “My princess.” “You promised,” she reminded him.

"Don't thank me. You have the habit of controlling boys. You got Richard and now you have my two brothers. I know Nate only sides with the truth and if he thinks you are innocent then I will have to give you a try." "Thanks." "Give me your phone, I will send the message." Aaron grabbed Aviana's phone while she chased after him. "Give me my phone! You don't even know how to type a romantic message." She yelled after him. "I know how to flirt. Just listen to this. Wait, what's the guy's name?" "Mason." "Hey Mason, it's me, Aviana. I just wanted to know if you will be free this afternoon. I would love to have lunch with you at Casa Vega at 2:30 pm. If it's OK, text me back. All love."

"Her healing rate was never this fast; everything has healed completely; her ribs are not swollen; she could get out of bed rest if she wanted, but she should still not stress herself too much. Congratulations on your fast healing, Luna." "Thank you, Joel, for taking care of me," I said to him, holding Hayden's hands more tightly and smiling into his face. He kissed me. "What was that for?" I asked him. He shrugged and winked at me. I pushed him down and kissed him again. Our mouths were still fused when his phone started ringing. "I will be right back. You two can finish discussing." I looked at him, making sure he was out of the room before I asked him what I wanted to ask him since I saw

I asked awkwardly and ended my words with a laugh. “Fatima, ever since you became my Luna, I cannot imagine my life without you. You have become even more perfect, although I sense that something about you has changed--” Amid his sentence, I abruptly silenced him with a passionate kiss. His lips met mine passionately, igniting a fire within me. As our mouths moved in perfect harmony, his hands eagerly traced the curves of my waist, sending shivers down my spine. “Fuck. You’re driving me insane.” He chuckled as we stopped kissing, and I gulped nervously.

Then, without a word, he leans down and presses a tender kiss to my hand. A single tear escapes the corner of his eye, glistening in the moonlight. Before I can question him further, he rises to his feet, his face etched with grim determination. "I have to do this," he mutters, his voice barely a whisper. "For you, for Ezra…”

I feel the sting of pain as his body stills above mine. "You were treating me like an egg that could break if not careful. I don’t want you to be careful with me. I love you, and I trust you." “Damn, Lyra! You know how to make a man come undone at your feet. You’re killing me.” He leans in to capture my lips and slams into me. “Oh God!” I moan into his mouth. He pulls out to the tip and slams back in. He stares into my eyes without blinking, without looking away.

His hands rested on my nape, and I tangled my fingers in his soft hair, returning his affectionate kiss. We both broke apart to catch our breaths, only to realize the entire crew had witnessed our conversation. "Did they hear everything we said?" I whispered in shock. "No, not everything. I censored some words with my magic," Silas chuckled. Yuri rushed to me, pulling me into a bear hug. I saw Cindy and the crew's eyes gleaming with happy tears. My gaze fell on Drake, standing a distance away with a sullen expression. As he approached us, he masked his feelings.