In Search Of A Midnight Kiss Novels & Stories

“Hurry up in there Marisha it’s 5 minutes to midnight we have to find the boys we all want to do the birthday count down together since we are all born the same day” We all run back to the table where all the boys are awaiting with two minutes to spare we decide to do our count down outside where it’s a little more quiet in the decorated garden. The clock strikes midnight and as it does we all see Destin sniff the air his eyes turn into his wolves golden eyes when he looks directly at Karla and says the word “MATE” and we all stand shocked I think me more than anyone. Oh my gosh I openly hooked up with her mate in front of her this makes an awkward situation he walks up to Karla and embraces

Chapter One The notification goes live at 12:03 a.m. Most people don’t notice it right away. Midnight notifications are easy to ignore—another bored scroll, another face glowing in the dark. But for the ones who do click, the screen opens to something oddly quiet. No music. No filter. No bright smile. Just Lila Monroe, framed too close, her face pale in the bluish light of her phone. The familiar background of her bedroom looks different tonight—messier, shadows stretching too long across the walls. Her hair is pulled back like she’s been running her hands through it too many times.

This day Cynthia visited him in a day time, after their relationship has been strongly built enough, they have engaged themselves in many sexual activities, so that good day they were together on bed playing love and making fun with themselves, kylas got that feelings of changing his decision to marriage instead of friendship; Now he left Cynthia on bed and went to his wardrobe and grabbed out a sexy mini bus with a gold and glittering color very beautiful to look at, in inserted it in side his pocket and went in the bed room back, then he told Cynthia he has a surprise gift for her, and Cynthia did not even know the type of gift he was talking about, so she quickly responded yes I can not

Just to know what those lips taste like but it will be wrong. Her eyes fluttered slightly as she leaned closer. “Give me my midnight kiss.” Her voice lowered into the faintest whisper as she closed her eyes. Did I hear her right? I don’t care right now. I placed her head back on the pillow and put her hands into the blanket. I leaned down and pecked her soft lips quickly and left the room before she woke up again. -

It was as though the night itself conspired to orchestrate these clandestine encounters, weaving its threads of magic to ensure that our souls found their way to each other, even in the stillness of the midnight hour. In the tender moments of weariness, when exhaustion weighed heavy upon his shoulders, he would seek solace not only in my presence, but in the warmth of his fervent kisses that spoke of emotions too profound for words. Each kiss, a testament to the emotions that danced between us, a silent promise of affection that held the promise of a deeper connection yet to be explored.

I stood and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, and his hands went to my sides. He broke from the kiss. “Would you mind if I stay the night? I think there might be a spider in my room.” I laughed. “That’s the oldest trick in the book.” He kept up his poker face. “No, I’m serious. I saw seven, maybe eight legs dart under my bed. It’ll keep me up all night.” I smiled, leaning in for another kiss. “Careful,” I said, our lips still touching. “I might keep you up all night instead.”

I pulled up a search page and paused, my fingers hovering over the keys. All I had to do was type in Aiden's name and I would know everything about him. I would have pictures and newspaper articles and everything the cyber-stalker in me could want. I would know all the secrets he had told me the night before, but this time they would be printed in black and white. I typed his name and hit enter before I could stop myself. Search results filed in and the pit of my stomach dropped. I had been expecting news articles on Travel, Inc., business reports, perhaps some charity work, and even some photographs from galas and events. Instead, almost every entry was for his latest flavor of the week mod

Adeyemi braced against the tiles, legs parting instinctively, a soft sigh escaping when Layla’s tongue found her. The kiss between Adeyemi’s legs started gentle—long licks, tasting the day’s salt and heat—then deepened, Layla’s fingers sliding inside, curling upward while her tongue circled Adeyemi’s clit. Adeyemi moaned low—sound echoing off the marble—hips rocking forward. She came quietly—thighs trembling, a soft cry swallowed by the steam—then pulled Layla up for a deep kiss, tasting herself on Layla’s lips.

Mick chuckled softly at my reaction. His hands moved back to cup my face gently. “Hmm?” he hummed teasingly. My breathing became uneven again under his gaze. “I…” I swallowed hard. “I missed you.” The moment the words left my mouth, Mick kissed me.Fast.Like he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. I let out a soft sound against his lips as his hand slid behind my neck. The kiss felt desperate and emotional at the same time. Like both of us had been starving for each other.

“How did you know my name—” When she hadn’t told him that it wasn’t Eve? But no answer filled her queries. Midnight’s response was his lips clashing on hers. It was intoxicating and sweet. His inflaming touch trussed, savouring the rhythm their mouth shared. Instinctively, Rio’s orbs shut down on its own accords. Her hands were guided to where his neck was, and as to pulled him closer more to deepen the kiss were like both of them were dancing on a fiery pit, but it wasn’t painful. The blazing flame that lies between the pair offered the pleasure they seek.