Judas Kiss Novels & Stories

"And you will render your services for us, until your life is exhausted! You will not leave my house!!" "I am not a slave! I will go! I had enough!! Let me go!" Kara screamed with anger. She can't take it anymore, Klarisse is delusional. She must go but Klarisse pulled her hair even harder, she felt some strands broke off.

Even through the blurring tears and the shifting lights, I could discern the chiseled perfection of his jawline, the predatory gleam in his dark, evil eyes. Then, he pulled me into a deep, consuming kiss. He suckled my lower lip, a possessive tug, then bit down lightly, a sharp sting that made me gasp. He seized the opportunity, plunging his tongue into my mouth, exploring every heated crevice. His kiss was a force of nature, deep and overwhelming, brimming with domination and raw power, stealing my breath, leaving me struggling for air. Yet, he showed no intention of releasing me anytime soon. He gently wiped the tears from my eyes, his touch surprisingly tender, and cupped my face. His fin

I promised. Felix hunched and kissed my forehead. “ Forever is the deal. We ain't gonna say goodbye to each other till death do us part. Do you promise?" He raised his right hand as a sign of seriousness. I reciprocated with my right hand hoisted up as well. “ I promise. Till death do us part" We clenched our fingers in between each space and thereafter shared a passionate kiss. Then, Felix carried me back to the bed, holding the small gift bag with him.

"You almost gave me a heart attack." "Someone's in love." Rebecca walked in with her bags of clothes. She had just returned from the mall. Rebecca was the craziest amongst them. When it came to relationships, she had a gold medal. In just the first half of the year, she had already dated 8 guys. Her extravagant lifestyle was one of the many reasons she didn't get along well with Ashley. Unlike Ashley, her friends were outgoing people. They loved to have fun. Kiara was working as a business partner in her dad's office. She was the richest amongst them. After studying Business Administration in campus, Kiara got a job as a P.A in a very successful company. She worked in four different companie

The taste of his kiss seemed to search the depths of my soul, captivating me in an instant. When he playfully bit my lower lip, I felt a surge of excitement building within me, threatening to consume me entirely. For a few blissful seconds, I tilted my head, yearning for more. But then, abruptly, he halted, his breath coming in heavy, rapid gasps. I craved more, desperately wanting to delve deeper into this intoxicating connection. "Sh*t!" he whispered, his words barely audible. I was genuinely taken aback by his next move. The warmth of his palm gently squeezed one of my mounds, sending a rush of pleasure coursing through my body. My breath hitched, and a gasp escaped my lips, a mixture of

I turn and see Jude fuming, knowing that he needs an outlet, I step up to him and take his hand, “Use me, Master. I’ll make it all better for you.” He gazes down at me, breathing really hard, and then grasps my hair and crashes his mouth against mine. The kiss is brutal, and I’m hoping the fucking he’s going to give me is the same. Pulling away from me with his jaw clenched, he orders, “Playroom now, sweet girl; tonight, you will get your pain.”

Her laughter was effortlessly contagious so I smiled along, letting her pull her up to lead the way to where we were going to paint. Wherever she brought me too, was like a park with different colorful painting on the wall. Like a graffiti. I creased my brows in flummox. Was not graffiti like seriously illegal and they would lock you up if you are caught? The girl looked up at me, a huge smile still played out on her face, “No it is not illegal and here is a graffiti spot.” I blinked back in surprise, did she—did she just… She stretched forth her hand again for a handshake, “My name is Judas , nice to meet you, friend.”

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

he looked like he had just walked out of a Gucci runway with that armani suit that held every bicep contouring every muscle on his body. "I thought we would meet again but definitely not here." Spencer said smoothly backing her up next the wall. The were so close her chest was pressed onto his rigid chest. Her nipples immediately became hard, she felt beyond wet. "I thought you went back to Los Angeles." She almost hiccupped at how close they were. He didn't waste any time locking lips with her, she immediately responded. Adela had been thinking about this kiss throughout the week. She had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming or hallucinating. His lips tasted like mint and cinna

“What Caleb told Marcus — about me giving the order — it’s a lie. I swear it.” She finally looked at him. “I want to believe you,” she said. “But the first kiss was a lie. The promises. The wedding. All of it. So how do I know this isn’t another story to buy my trust?” He didn’t answer with words. He stepped forward, took her face in his hands, and kissed her like a man starved for truth. And she let him. Because part of her still wanted to believe that even monsters could fall in love. ---