Hermione Kiss Ron Novels & Stories

“I…don’t understand…what happened? Has the event happened already?” “No, it hasn’t....and it doesn’t even have to anymore.” Maria giggles beside me. “I….dont…” “I understand, child.” She turns to Maria. “Please, show her.” Maria pulls me to a television, and I nearly fall in my steps. My face, along with Adonis’s, is plastered all over it on the news, but that isn’t what makes me stop; it’s the headlines and the playing video… On the screen is the video of Adonis and me from earlier; our kiss is all over the news, the way it happened, the way he held onto me, the angry clash of our lips, and the words.

I leaned into the touch. “Clara, tell me something,” Ronan’s voice was soft. I looked up at him, waiting. I’d tell him anything he wanted to know. “Have you ever been kissed? For real, I mean. By someone who means it.” I blinked, startled by the question, and then shook my head. There had been a few kisses with Marcus, but they were for show. I had to play the part of the royal mistress. And I didn’t think the one kiss with Gideon counted, either.

"She's not the type to just take an L quietly." She's right. Within seconds, Rita's dragging Maddox by the wrist through the crowd, whispering something urgent in his ear, gesturing back toward us with wide, wounded eyes, the picture of a girl who's just been deeply wronged. Maddox's expression darkens as he listens, and my stomach sinks with the sick certainty of knowing exactly where this is headed before it even arrives. "There a reason you humiliated my girlfriend in front of the entire school?" Maddox's voice carries as he approaches, loud enough to draw eyes from every direction, exactly the way he wants it.

"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 saw him smiled and stared away shyly I love you; he said staring at me I stared at his eyes and smiled I love you too; I said shyly He stared at me sweetly I didnt even know when we moved our lips closer to each other Our lips met and we kissed passionately He bit my lips so sweetly He is really a good kisser; I thought We kissed for a very long time He caress my body so sweetly Suddenly, we heard a sound of footstep and someone coughed We quickly unlocked from the kiss OMG! Such a mood spoiler.... . T.B.C

My eyes fluttered up to meet his. "Promise?" It came out a whisper, my voice betraying me at the last minute. I reached up with my own hand and pressed his to my cheek. I wanted to remember the way his touch felt. "Promise," he said. He leaned forward and kissed me. I squeezed my eyes shut, memorizing every detail. I wanted to remember his smell, his taste, and the way his lips felt against mine. I would take it with me until he came home. We broke apart reluctantly, hearing the boys downstairs opening and slamming doors. It was time for them to leave. Dean brushed away a tear I hadn't even realized had escaped and kissed the tip of my nose.

she looked at his hazel eyes. Chris caressed her cheeks, "I was in need of caress and when I saw the love of my life walk to the restroom, I couldn't help myself." Kimberly pushed his palms away from her cheeks, "and we ended up doing more than caress." "Don't tell me that you regret it," he looked anywhere but not her, "because I don't." He was telling the truth and she knew it, "I don't and I'll never do that." He pecked her lips.

"Guys, meet my best buddies. This lovely girl is Skylar and you already know the lover boy here is Chris and Sky meet Victoria and this creature is ......" "Elle, should not you have a best friend from our UPPER CLASS? better luck next time while choosing, anyway honey I need to see Mrs Maxwell. I would have done a hard shake with you but I am sure you ain't have a sanitized hand. See you guys in a bit later." I couldn't believe what just happened! For god sake was she even real? She kissed him on his cheek and I hated how it felt to watch him getting kissed by any other woman. Bitch.

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.

“Fi—fiancée? I’m so sorry, ma’am, I didn’t know.” I smirk before I can stop myself. “That’s fine,” Diana says calmly. Bonnie bows and exits quickly. I look at Diana. “What was that?” “What?” She feigns innocence. “You’re enjoying this.” “Maybe.” She unpacks the food. “And we should get my ring later. It’ll reduce misunderstandings.” She glances at the clock. “You have thirty minutes.” She goes back to reading. I stare at the food longer than necessary before finally eating.