Han Solo And Leia Kiss Novels & Stories

i have big plans for Ellaria and Arren, their story is meant to be rollercoaster of angst, drama, emotions and the scariness of falling in love. with a little grace from the moon goddess, you’ll all hopefully stick around till the end <3

He slumped an arm around my shoulders. I looked up to say something else but froze when I found his lips connected to mine again. It took me a few seconds to kiss him back, and it felt like everything was finally perfect again. It was just us, me and him, and I didn’t have to doubt anything anymore. Hell, I couldn’t even think straight right now. All I wanted was for this kiss to last a lifetime. “What the fuck, Draven?!” A familiar voice broke our kiss. As we pulled away, I looked ahead to notice Lianna standing in front of us, her whole face burning with both hatred and anger, causing my heart to drop.

Their lips met in a tender kiss, their love for each other evident in the way they held each other close. "I retract; I withdraw my rejection. My mate and Luna is Ackerly Galeno."

I mean it's not that serious either way. "Oh really? Then why are you always saying shit to Valentina?" Gina asks, crossing her arms on her chest. "I'm just messing with her." Heaven shrugs, causing me to scoff. Is she being serious right now? She almost kissed me then she wants to say she's messing with me? So, she was messing with me yesterday when she was about to kiss me? "Yeah sure whatever." Gina brushes it off, holding Fernandas hand. I'm so happy that she found her. From what I've seen, Fernanda actually treats her right. Although both of them aren't official, it's still cute that they're able to hold hands in public without the fear of being criticized.

I only stared at her, my expression serious. “No matter who you are, you taught me how to love you, and titles don’t change that,” I confessed, telling my feelings to her. “You love me?” Maria’s surprise and vulnerability shone through her eyes. “I love you, Maria Sinclair,” I declared, pouring my heart into every word. “I love you more, Frank Seymour,” she uttered a sincere promise as we sealed it with a heartfelt kiss. At this moment, despite the chaos and our shared injuries, with the echoes of war just five miles away, we embraced each other, lost in a passionate kiss.

Rafaello stepped inside quietly and he stopped when he saw us. The Luna lying on the Alpha. Her hand on his chest and her lips slightly parted. He blinked. Then rubbed his eyes. “Am I seeing things?” he muttered under his breath. He looked again. No. Still there. He slowly stepped back outside and closed the door gently. He shook his head. “The Luna is seducing the Alpha even in his state?” he said with a smile. Then he walked away down the corridor. Inside the room, I rested my fingers on Kaius’ chest. My breathing slowed and in no time, I drifted off.

“Luna will be fine, at least that’s what Orion says” “That is good to hear”, Lucian said as he looked at Rey for a brief moment and then he gently kissed her. Rey quickly returned the kiss and the tempo quickly rose as she sat on his legs and faced him. Lucian quickly tore her shirt revealing her hard nipples and he quickly ran his tongue through them which made Rey let out a gentle gasp of pleasure. “I want you…”, Rey said as she loosened his trouser girdle. “I want you”

She said with a sweet smile. They both entered the room holding hands and he smiling asked, "So… What are we now? You don’t have any boyfriend hidden somewhere right?" Shana glared at him, before replying, "I'm looking at him right now," and tenderly kissed him, her lips moving harmoniously as their tongues tangled one with the other. The intensity of the kiss was slowly growing. Luke took Shana's arms and pressed her against his body. Shana smiled as she felt Luke's hardness against her stomach. They hurriedly began to undress.

It was a moment of profound connection, a reminder of the love that had carried them through their incredible journey. With a gentle and knowing smile, Noah reached out to cradle Myla's face in his hands as he loved to do, his touch as tender as the moonlight itself. Myla's eyes, pools of radiant compassion, met his with a depth of understanding that only gods could share. Their lips met in a kiss that was not passionate or fiery but tender, like a whisper of love spoken in the language of the cosmos. It was a kiss that conveyed a thousand emotions – gratitude for their journey, the awe of their newfound godhood, and above all, the profound love that had bound them together.

"I can't wait to walk down the aisle towards you." Mark leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to Leia's forehead. "And I can't wait to see you in that beautiful gown," he whispers. As they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, Leia felt a sense of serenity wash over her.