Izuocha Kiss Novels & Stories

Zuno asked. Mukgu then remembered Chichi. “Yes! He was with Chichi!” Mukgu said and nodded thrice. Zuno nodded and he thought he rectified the concern. “Oh, okay, Miss Kim Mukgu, I think that Chichi kissed him!” Zuno said. Mukgu’s eyes widened. “Kiss? What?” She asked. Zuno nodded. “Yes, only a kiss will restart the system of our robots and the girl who will kiss them is the girl who’ll be their girlfriend.” Zuno explained.

Liya opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say anything, Whizz raised a finger to her lips, silencing her. In one swift motion, Whizz closed the distance between herself and Liya, capturing her lips in a surprising kiss. Liya's eyes widened in astonishment, her heart skipping a beat at the unexpected gesture. Whizz pulled away, her eyes dancing mischievously as she spoke. "We're gonna share a secret together," she said playfully, her tone lighthearted.

I shook my head while fidgeting nervously with my fingers, "No, he didn't." She forcefully pulled out a chair, slammed the small white bottle onto the table, and then produced a pair of handcuffs. With a sharp click, she fastened them around my wrists.

༺❀༻ Back in her dorm room, Sophia sat on the edge of her bed, replaying the kiss in her head like it was a movie she had watched a hundred times. Zara walked in quietly, raising an eyebrow. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Sophia smiled faintly. “Better than a ghost.” Zara dropped onto the other bed. “Let me guess, you guys were even more lovey-dovey.” Sophia blinked. “How did you know?” Zara smirked. “Because you’re smiling like you’ve been holding your breath for years.” Sophia looked down at her hands. Then whispered, “He said he loved me. And we kissed . ”

I felt a hot tear leak out, burning as it slipped down my cheek. Owen nodded slowly. "I understand." He reached out and wiped the tear from my face with his thumb, cradling my jaw in his hand. His eyes shone with tears as he leaned forward and kissed me softly. I closed my eyes and tried to put every detail of it into my memory. The way his lips were soft against mine, the taste of his skin, the warmth of his hand, the smell of his cologne. I mentally cataloged it, trying to secure it in my mind so I would forever remember it.

Zoey said before stumbling over her feet to exit the building. “Damn, remind me not to piss you off.” The girl who took my order said. “I hate bitches like that, they think they are so cool because they don’t eat. Fuck, I rather enjoy a desert and have a little fluff than go around starving myself.” “That’s exactly how I feel.” I smiled as I handed her my credit card. “Hey, don’t I know you?” She pointed my credit card at me for a moment. “Oh, you’re Wakely Gilford…aren’t you?”

He pulled his lips back a few inches before gently kissing her forehead with soothing tenderness. "It's okay, Honey... just relax," Juna whispered hoarsely in his deep baritone voice as he gently wiped away the tears gathering at the corners of Ziyi's eyes. Hearing Juna's whisper, filled with understanding and patience, something inside Ziyi suddenly trembled violently. She no longer wanted to keep losing to her own fear and trauma. Ziyi took a deep breath, gathered all her courage, and tried to return Juna's kiss with the newfound bravery rising within her heart.

For making me feel……no, Charlotte Don’t go there. “Speaking of being drawn in,” the host says quickly, clapping her hands together, “we have to talk about the kiss.” My entire body tenses. Of course…. “We have replayed it a hundred times already.” She continues with a grin, “But the world wants to know… what was going through your minds in that moment?” Nothing…. Everything. Chaos. Heat. Him. I open my mouth, but nothing comes out……not even a squeak. Because how do I explain something I don’t even understand?

I couldn't listen to another carefully constructed sentence. So I did the only thing I could think of to shut him up. I kissed him. It wasn't gentle or romantic. It was a collision. It was messy, angry, and desperate. I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him to me, my mouth crashing against his. He froze for a second, his body rigid with surprise. Then, a low sound escaped his throat, and his hands came up to my waist, gripping me hard, as if he had been waiting for this, as if he was starving for it.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.