Healing Kisses Novels & Stories

Because my darkness was making me want to mark and mate with Asteria, and I promised I would wait until the moment was right. “Are you alright?” She held my hand, and I had burnt marks on my hands from picking the diary up. “It burned me...” I sighed, and she smiled. “Let me...” She took my palm and kissed it, licking the burns with her tongue. “What are you doing?” I mumbled, feeling confused and aroused; it was a different sensation. “Healing you...” she mumbled against my palm. “Mate´s saliva has healing powers.” She kissed it one more time and then lifted her head. I looked at my palm, and it was completely healed.

As he spoke, she raised her head from his chest and gave him angry looks, but her face hung down in sadness as she saw the wounds on his face. "It must be hurting you a lot, right?" She concernedly questioned, softly brushing the corner of his lips. "Yes!" He nodded and pouted at her like an adorable kid, bringing a smile to her face. Only he had the power to make her smile in this situation. She moved closer to him and whispered against his lips, gazing at him intensely. "Don't worry, I'll remove your pain." She lovingly sucked the corner of his lips before kissing every wound on his face, applying ointment on his wounds with her soft, rose-petal-like lips. With his eyes closed, he was comp

He kissed her for a long time and left her breathless. She opened both of her eyes when he let go of her lips. Their saliva mixed up when he moved back. She puffed and gasped for air. Her eyes reached for his face. He wiped her lips with the tip of his thumb and smirked at her, "My saliva is the most powerful weapon against any wound." "W-What?" "This is called healing, my wife."

Message From Author "When Love Heals" is the English translation of the Thai novella "Duang Jai Khong Ma Prot", which explores the theme of an uncle and his illegitimate niece. Introduction In this story, Parker Callahan, the hero, has long harbored feelings for Lydia Harris, the girl next door. After a painful breakup caused by her boyfriend's betrayal, Lydia returns home feeling heartbroken. Seizing the opportunity, Parker steps in to offer her comfort and care. His gentle and affectionate nature makes Lydia's heart flutter, especially since his warmth and charm stand in stark contrast to her previous experiences. How could she not be moved and find solace in his embrace? Join us as their

I shot back, feeling a wave of boldness rise inside me. His eyes darkened, locking on mine, and I knew he wanted to kiss me. I wanted it too. So I leaned closer until our lips met. The kiss was deep, slow, and hungry—a quiet confession of everything unspoken. I wanted to go further, to feel him again, but he stopped, brushing his thumb over my lips. “You need to heal,” he said softly, a playful glint in his eyes. “Or you won’t be able to walk for a very long time.”

He was giving peck after peck and I nodded with my eyes, our eyes holding our gaze, love in his eyes filled with desire. “Just remember it's an important step in our relationship,” He said before sucking my lower lips. Our lips mingled with desire and we gave each other a passionate kiss. “You learned” He chuckled, leaving my lips, and added, “We love each other today our body is going to love ourselves.” He trailed his kisses to my jaw to my collar, He kissed my neck before grazing his teeth on the skin and again sucking it, giving love bites. “Two weeks are enough to heal them,” He asked, peering at me, and I was studying him with questioning.

he whispered breathlessly as our lips parted to catch our breath. I could feel my cheeks flushing at his words. “I-I just healed, Hugo.” “I know, damn it!” He kissed me again, as if he were starving. I could sense him trying to hold himself back from taking the kiss further. Our kisses became even more passionate. I was getting lost in what he was doing. He kissed my cheeks, my jaw, and my neck, and then returned to my lips again. “Don’t you know how to knock, Ms. Masaya?”

He closed his eyes anticipating her kiss but her lips landed on his band-aid and she placed a soft kiss on his wound gently. Ralph opened his eyes in little disappointment looking at her who is now staring back at him with her cute adorable smile. “You won’t feel pain. My kiss heals you” Klara always believed that her kiss would heal any pain as her dad said because she used to clean his wounds which were tiny to him but to her they were big deal. She wouldn’t stay still without treating him using her first aid kit. Carl always says that her kiss will heal his pain than her medicines. She strongly believed that and she did the same thing to Ralph because she wanted to heal his pain with her

Damon didn’t sleep. Again. The sheets still smelled like her. Or maybe it was a memory. Either way, it strangled him. That kiss… It was nothing like before. It wasn’t love. It was punishment. And God help him—he wanted more of it. His lips still burned with the weight of her mouth. Her breath. Her words. “This kiss isn’t forgiveness. It’s evidence.” He replayed it a thousand times. And every time it ended the same — with her pulling away. And him… standing in the middle of everything he broke.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.