It's In His Kiss Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

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If I kiss him right now, will I wake up and turn back into reality? No, this is the only time where I could freely touch him. I don't wanna wake up, but fuck, his lips are tempting me. "I wanna kiss you," I whispered. I was slowly getting near his lips when he only responded with an embrace. "No, Iris. If you kiss me right now, everything will stop. I don't want you to wake up tomorrow and regret. I know you won't remember a thing." I was in a daze, bewildered, and not knowing what to say. What is he saying? Nevertheless, I couldn't deny how perfect his warmth is. His embrace makes me calm after a wild storm. I just hugged him back and buried my head on his neck.

Marigold replied with a sarcastic laughing emoji, followed by a stack of documents—Chester's years of bank transfers, the insurance policies he purchased, and a record of Florence transferring 300,000 dollars to the truck driver's wife under the guise of personal compensation. Marigold was the friend who had worked at a bank. These underhanded dealings didn't escape her scrutiny. The truth quickly hit me like a bucket of ice water. Marigold said to me, "Ivy, I've been waiting for you. If a man breaks your heart, come back to me. Let's spend our lives together." We had known each other for over two decades, and she often joked like that. Back then, I would laugh along and tease her, saying, "

She rushed back to the young man and handed him the inhaler. He immediately took it, thanked her, and ran out of the house. She stood by the door, half of her body outside. She stretched her neck a little to see the person in the car. All her efforts proved abortive as the person she was trying so hard to see was facing the other way. She could only see his honey blond hair and his right hand. He appeared to be reading a book before the asthma attack. Her lips curved into a smile when she saw the name of the book he was reading. It was her second published novel 'EVERYONE HAS A LIL SIDE OF CRAZINESS.' She wrote the book when she moved into her apartment with her three closest friends. Stayin

I say, sobbing again, “Just like you killed him, you might as well kill me.” “I'd kill me before I'd point a gun in your direction.” He holds my chin and lifts my face, his lips press against mine, starting a quiet and slow kiss, I feel his hands on my waist caressing me with the tips of his fingers. His tongue caresses my lips, soon the passage, the tears dry and I hug him, comforting me with his kiss, different from all the others he has ever given me. He ends the kiss with a little kiss. “You need to rest,” he picks me up off the floor carrying me bride-style, I can't resist, I'm too tired.

I blinked at him, surprised by his sudden intimacy. But before I could protest, he was leaning down, his warm breath fanning across my face as he kissed me. His lips were soft, his kiss tender, and it was nothing like the violent, possessive kisses Miss Adrianne had forced on me. This was a kiss filled with care and concern, and it sent a warmth spreading through my chest that I hadn't felt in a very long time.

He took her hand, and promised never to let go. THE END AUTHOR’S NOTE Dear beautiful readers, Thank you from the bottom of my heart for journeying with me through In Between Kisses I Whisper. Your support, your reactions, and your presence have meant more than I can ever express. alive. As you turn this final chapter, I’d love to ask one small favor… If you enjoyed this book, please follow me into my next world THE DEVIL’S CLAIM: HIS LITTLE MOUSE. Your support doesn’t just help the story grow it keeps me writing, dreaming, and giving you more worlds to escape into.

The girl's feelings of fear have been relieved, because of the insistent kiss the man gave her. The girl sighed softly. "Shh ... Ahhh ..." The sound of the girl's sigh, already made the man's junior standing behind his trousers. The man kissed her lips again, harshly. The man's hand stroked the girl's cheek, slowly. The girl returned the hot kiss from this man, her hands moved around his neck. Passion can take away common sense !! "Shh ... Ahh faster .... Oh faster ..." A sigh escaped the two of them. He pumped his body over the girl's body. The man kissed her lips with great passion, his hand squeezed her breasts, thus making her climax. ~Next Chapter~ _________________ __________________

I breathed, half-plea, half-challenge. “Shut up, Khione,” He murmured, and then he was kissing me. It wasn’t like the first kiss in the bathroom. This was hungry, possessive. I melted into him, my hands finding their way into his jet black hair, pulling him closer as the room went out of control.

Dahlia’s P.O.V The kiss takes me by surprise—stunning me into stillness. It isn’t just the abruptness of it, or the way his lips move with such confidence against mine, but the sheer force of it, the undeniable heat that pulls me in, making my pulse pound like a war drum. Killian doesn’t hesitate, doesn’t falter. His fingers press into the small of my back as he pulls me down on top of him, deepening the kiss in a way that has my breath hitching in my throat.