Healing Kisses Novels & Stories

"I think... I think I need to heal them." The healer looked confused, but I didn't wait for her to respond. I moved to Kael first, kissing his forehead. As I did, a warm energy flowed from me into him. His breathing eased, and the tension in his body seemed to melt away. Next, I went to Teddy. He was still sleeping, his brow furrowed even in rest. I kissed his temples just as Leila had kissed mine. The same warm energy flowed through me into him. His face relaxed, and he took a deep, steady breath.

I am always there. I moved closer to her as I watched her face. I reach for her chin. I kissed. I always do to always remind her, that no matter what happens I will be there for her. She tamed me. She tamed me through her kisses and now I am trying. I am trying that one day she will be out from this place and heal herself. But at least, I am trying to tame her too through my kisses too. I love her so much whatever pages of her life. I wish I can say these words again one day when she remembers me again, when her lips can also remember how my lips tastes again.

She had a smile as if she wasn’t feeling devastated earlier. “It’s not something like that,” he corrected her immediately before she could think of a deeper meaning of the kiss. “He’s just thankful, and he paid back through a kiss.” “People don’t do that when they’re thankful. It occurs to people who are close to each other. But when it’s about Yric, I think he likes you.” She even pointed her finger and drew a heart shape in the air that only annoyed him more. “Do you know that you’re not helping?”

I felt dumb as I look at his pain and cannot do anything about it. Instead, I did what I am good at. I leaned forward and kiss his lips for him to know that I am here. That while he was trying to cut the scars of his past, I am here trying to heal him with my lips. Major Sullivan responded to my kisses and he didn’t disappoint. His lips found mine and suck on it like a caveman, like a hunger man seeking his strength. Our lips collided as the electricity inside of our body breaks into an occurrence of mystical events. A mystical connection of desire and wants.

"Is that why you wouldn't kiss me?" He nodded, rifling through the kit. "Kissing would have hurt with that cut, especially the kind of kiss we had in mind," he added with a grin. Cherry scoffed, thoroughly taken aback. He retrieved a bottle. "Here's hydrogen peroxide; it acts as a disinfectant. I'm going to apply it to the wound," he explained before grabbing another bottle. "This one might sting a bit when I put it on the cut, but it'll numb it and help it heal faster."

I bit my lips and licked it at the same time. The kiss that I gave him suddenly played back in my memory. It was for healing him but, it was still a fucking kiss!

we all finish, our voices blending with the gentle music. As the newly bonded couple share their first kiss, Dex leans closer and presses a soft kiss to my lips. It’s tender, unhurried, and filled with quiet promise. The night around us glows brighter, and I can’t help but think that maybe, under this silver moon, love truly heals everything.

I had no other choices than, taking a glimpse of them. I wanted to kiss her to check, if I can actually kiss her or not because she was the only maiden I could touch in these long years. It was just a simple kiss to check on her but that kiss, it was different. Her kiss was so warming and it healed lots of things within me. For the first time, after these long years I felt it so confort and convincing and the heartache previous given by her tears was eased with her kiss. It’s true diamond cuts diamond. If her tears are the one which gives me pain then, her kisses are the one which would heal me.

“I purposely got rid of it, because I want them to listen less to what broke them the more, since they came to Guts Island to ease heal their broken heart” “You don’t mean it”. “Sure, I mean it”. He glided into the large compound of Hotel De Royale. “Guts Island is the home to those who want to heal their broken hearts, that’s why many people come here, because definitely, they would be eased of their fear and anxiety, they would be given a second chance, and possibly, their broken hearts would be healed, only here in Guts Island, it’s no fallacy, welcome to Guts Island”.

“I can't do that. I can't heal you, I'm sorry.” “You don't have to.” He rubbed my cheek. “You can.” “But how?” I whispered. He leaned in, kissing my upper lips. I didn't hesitate to reciprocate his kiss. I pulled his face closer, like my life depended on it. Though the kiss didn't last, it was worth the try. “You just did it now.” I furrowed, looking at his wound… or would I say where I believe he had injured only to see a freshly healed skin. It looked healthy like he hadn't been injured there in the first place.