Hazbin Hotel Kiss Novels & Stories

Her touch drew him back into the room, and they found themselves standing face to face, the air thick with unspoken feelings. Their eyes locked, and in that moment, time seemed to slow down. Whizz's actions were unexpected yet inviting, as she leaned forward, her lips parting slightly. Samuel's heart raced, his mind racing to catch up with the sudden turn of events. Before he could even process what was happening, Whizz's lips met his in a tender, gentle kiss. Samuel's initial surprise gave way to a sense of wonder, his hand instinctively finding its place on her waist. Their kiss was soft and tentative, a silent exchange of emotions that had been building between them.

His request hung in the air, charged with anticipation. Without hesitation, Kazia leaned up, her lips meeting his in a gentle yet electrifying kiss. It was a promise of the future, a pledge of loyalty and love that bound them together. In that moment, the weight of her past seemed to fade into the background, overshadowed by the promise of a brighter tomorrow.

At this moment, the air crackles with tension and unspoken desire. As they lock eyes, a tender spark of longing passes between them. Kalix's gaze shifts to her lips, and with an aggressive touch, he leans in to press his lips against hers. The kiss is wild, filled with a mix of passion and desire. Time seems to stand still as they get lost in the intoxicating moment, their bodies drawing closer in a warm embrace.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

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.

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.

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 cried out his name. “Damien—oh, yes…” I kept moaning his name, breathless, as he thrust deeper. Suddenly, he paused and turned me to face him, capturing my lips in a kiss that stole every ounce of air from my lungs. It wasn’t just lust—it was affection, burning hot and wild between us. Then, without breaking the kiss, he lifted me effortlessly. His strength made my breath hitch. My legs wrapped around his waist as he moved, still deep inside me, each step driving me higher into the heat of our shared madness.

Her incandescent gaze locked into mine. Her lips against my throat. I close my eyes. I am lost. — You lie so well to others… but not to me. Her mouth travels up to mine. She brushes my lips. Not a kiss. Just a threat. A promise. — Do you want me to kiss you, Éric? I nod. — Say it, she commands. — Kiss me, Jade. Please… She smiles. And she kisses me. Not a kiss. An inferno. She devours me. She crushes me. She tears me away from myself. And I let her.

I stood there, caught in the crossfire, my heart pounding in my chest, desperately wishing for an escape from this oppressive atmosphere. Without any warning, Zack moved forward, and before I had the slightest chance to react, he kissed me. The kiss was fierce, filled with an intensity that took my breath away. Despite the recent coldness that had characterized our interactions, there was an undeniable emotion in the kiss—a potent mix of anger, possessiveness, and an elusive something else that I couldn’t quite identify. It felt as though all the unspoken words and unresolved tensions between us were channeled into that single, intense kiss.