Novel & Cerita Hazbin Hotel Kiss

"So I have the rights to take control over the kiss" I blink and my body froze. "W-What?!" "You read the contract so you must aware with the footnote 'every night' darling" My lips parted in disbelief realizing what he said. The footnote 'every night' means 'before midnight' and it's already passed midnight. What the hell?! "Do you remember it now?" I felt him smirk. "Yeah..." my voice drop. "Good. But first thing first, Little. I think I need to give you a short demonstration what a real kiss is really like"

I gently reassured them, guiding them to the couch with promises that I'd join them shortly. Knox pulling me into the kitchen caught me off guard, his eyes searching mine for a moment before he acted. His lips met mine in a sudden, passionate kiss that vibrated like a spark igniting a flame. It was a kiss that spoke of longing, unspoken promises and deep-seated desires. I could feel the intensity of his emotions, a turbulent mix of love, fear, and hope, swirling in that single, passionate gesture.

For heavier items she couldn't carry, she hurled them onto the floor, smashing them while continuing her tirade. I waited until she shattered an imported piece of dishware. Then, calmly, I walked into the kitchen and picked up a knife. She froze, her bravado faltering as she stammered, "Ivy, you lunatic! What… What are you doing?" I smiled at her and said in a low and steady voice, "You've already accused me of killing Chester. So, tell me, what do you think I'm about to do now?" With the knife in one hand, I raised the other and slapped her across the face—twice. The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger.

He stood up, his tall frame towering over the room. Hazel nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Alright," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Noah's face softened, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He leaned down, his lips brushing against Hazel's in a gentle kiss. It was a soft, sweet gesture, filled with love and care. Hazel's heart fluttered in response, her skin tingling with a warm sensation.

I said in a matter of fact tone and shivered when he brushed his lips on my jawline and along my ears. "Oh come on," he almost complained. "I want those lips on mine so badly." His voice grew hoarse and deep, making my knees feel weak and my hormones to go wild. The next thing I knew, his lips were perfectly covered on mine and I gasped when he lifted me off the table, guiding us to the bed. A moan escaped through my lips when his lips trailed down my neck and onto my cleavage, one his hands playing with the end of my shirt in a teasing manner. My heartbeat increased when he stripped off my shirt, placing his large hand on my waist before giving them a squeeze. My heartbeat fastened when his

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

I smiled, a real one this time. “And I’ll keep killing them until none are left.” “I miss you,” he whispered. “I miss you too, Luca. Every second. But everything I’m doing is for you.” “I know,” he said. “I love you.” My eyes stung. I shut them hard. “I love you more, baby. Now go to sleep, okay? I’ll call you tomorrow.” “Okay… night, Mari.” I hung up, letting the phone rest on my chest.

Sahir muttered. "Hmmph okay fine but on one condition," She said. "What? Say it fast." "Gimme a kiss" "Love, I can't" "If you love me, you will give me a kiss RIGHT NOW" Zoya stated. "Umm love, hehehe" Sahir looked around and saw everyone's gazes at him. Zaki mischievously wiggled his eyebrows looking at him. Sahir quickly walked into the corner and gave her kisses on the phone. But even the low sound of kisses echoed in the torture room.

“Kiss me.” Keira could feel the warm breath against her, and she just unconsciously granted Zeev’s demand. The latter subtly smirked against her lips and started moving as he closed his eyes. The gentle brushing of their lips slowly led to a more intimate and passionate kiss. Keira also started mimicking Zeev’s movement on their lips pressed hardly against one another.

He gasped, since he was caught off guards and closed his eyes hoping he wouldn't injure himself the moment he lands to the ground. Slowly, he twirled around, his hair carried away by wind, his sweet fragrance wafting into Hashmuk's nose arousing him, and them he fall on something warm, with rymthic beatings and hard. he opened his eyes slowly and found himself leaning onto hashmuk's chest. He tried to wriggle himself free from him but Hashmuk pulled him much closer, and holdinng his waist, he kissed him. Just like their normal times, his kiss was soft and slow and then to something rough and intence. he nibbled on his lower lip, biting and licking him. His body giving in, he moaned softly an