Harry Potter Kisses Chocolate Novels & Stories

"He did. I didn't really have a choice." "Oh, but she loved it," Harry said as him and Kal took a seat in front of the two girls. "Love what?" Kal questioned. "The kiss," Harry shrugged. "You kissed?" Both Sasha and Kal exclaimed, looking between Brooklyn and Harry with wide eyes. "Shit," Brooklyn hissed and sunk low in her seat when the whole class turned to look at them, immediately whispering and gossiping at the new revelation. Apparently Harry taking an interest in a girl was unheard of.

he speaks looking at me through the mirror after shaking his hands and washing them. "It's obvious I won't forget you," I bite my lower lip. I fix my hair and finish smoothing out my dress, I approach the mirror and can see that my makeup has smudged, but I didn't bring my purse! As I try to fix my horrible face, Harry tells me that I don't need makeup to look beautiful. Is that a compliment, or is he making fun of me? Before leaving these four walls, I suddenly approach Harry and give him a kiss on the lips, telling him that I loved the moment of passion. I separate from him and without waiting for him to scold me or say something I don't expect, I rush out of there.

"Eat it. It will make you feel better." "I'm not suffering from a dimentor's attack like Harry Potter", I said rolling my eyes at him. "That doesn't mean. Chocolate is a really good cure for almost anything." "Who told you that?", I asked raising an eyebrow. He shrugged. "I don't know, babe. Just take the chocolate", he said rubbing the back of his neck. Something he does when he doesn't know what to say. "You look cute when you do that, you know?", I teased.

I rasp, and he hums silently. "What are you doing?" I asked in a whisper. "I'm about to punish you for tricking me," he says in the same tone, and my breath hitches. "How are you going to do that?" I ask. "Like this," his lips crash against mine immediately, and they both mould into one. Harry and I have kissed before, countless times since we got back together. But nothing like this. Our other kisses were hurried and fast. This one is slow and unforgiving.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

She looks like she wants to kill someone. - Let's go to your room, I'll show you something. - Stop, I have to go to class. - Then kiss me first, I want to taste your lips. I lean towards her and realize that Clarisse is still standing in front of us. What is she waiting for to join her husband? I kiss Charlotte slowly, my eyes fixed on her sister's. I think I see a tear fall. I pull away from Charlotte to go get ready for school. But this girl still follows me into my room. I change in front of her, then we leave the room together.

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

I say to Glinda, halting her "But these are serious allegations, Hermione!" Glinda whispers again. "... Now, look who it is..." Ketura calls, her minions cheering her. She walks over to Eros; who is seated two seats from Glinda and I, and plops her buttocks on his laps. "Little cousin, I'll show you what you can never get." She utters, grabbing Eros' face and kissing him hardly, all the while not moving her eyes from me. The whole class watch on anticipatingly, expecting me to run out in tears or something. But strangely, I felt completely normal.

“You twist everything. Even chains sound like gifts when you speak.” For a heartbeat, silence stretched. Then Dante bent lower, his lips close to her ear. “That’s because gifts and chains are the same in my world. What matters is how you wear them.” He straightened, studying her like a king deciding if a pawn might yet become a queen. Finally, he took her hand, not with violence but with unnerving ceremony. He lifted it to his lips and pressed a slow kiss against her knuckles. The heat of it burned deeper than any threat.

he replies politely. I smile and Enrique scoffs. “Looks like things got a little rough, oh dear.” I murmur, turning my gaze on the cracks in the wall.. “Do you really think so?” he responds sarcastically. He scoffs, fishing in his pocket and takes out a packet of cigarettes, slipping one between his lips. The kiss from earlier… my gaze lingers on his lips. Something really was strange… kiss of darkness….