Kiss Air Novels & Stories

Zane: heard about the party Ava: how do you even hear things this fast Zane: i have people. bring me I nearly drop my phone. Ava: absolutely not Zane: why not Ava: because it's an exclusive east rivers party, zane. west titans do not get invited. if i show up with you, i might as well announce to the entire school that i've switched sides. i'd be finished. completely. Zane: i thought you were already finished Ava: there's a difference between socially wounded and socially executed. i'm currently wounded. bringing you would be execution

I whisper fiercely, my voice trembling with unspoken emotion. He doesn’t say anything, just pulls me in. His lips meet mine in a kiss that starts slow, hesitant, but soon becomes something more. It’s not just a kiss of lust, but one of promises—unspoken, but understood. It’s raw and full of something deeper. Something more intense. More dangerous. It's a kiss that makes my heart beat faster.

He misses his kisses, his touches. Sebastian nods his head reluctantly, giving Killian a green signal who brings himself closer. Placing his hand behind Sebastian's head, he presses his lips against Sebastian's soft ones. It has been a long time since he last left those plump lips of Sebastian. Feeling like he is floating on heaven, he deepens the kiss, exploring Sebastian's mouth like he is in a treasure hunt. It doesn't take long for Sebastian to kiss back, matching Killian's level of desperation and passion. Minute stretches with their blissful kiss still in action. Killian finally breaks the kiss after a while, feeling hungry for more.

' I thought. "Well, we're not in a relationship..." I said, but added immediately, "Not yet.." I continued, then I couldn't help but smile, thinking that she would be my assistant and I could get to know her more. That girl who got my first kiss. Well after I said those words, there they go again, making noises as if they own this bar. "So, I guess we really lose the bet... When are we going to start the resort?" they asked. "A few months from now, I'm starting to build it," I responded.

When I was breathing normally again, he asked " what?" "Uhhhh, my drugs are with you" "Really?" I nodded "Ah! You said you're gonna show me what a kiss is when we get back here" Good, I remembered the word! ,"Really? You want me to show you what a kiss is?" I nodded again. "Now?" I nodded. Why is this suddenly feeling weird? "Alright Maid, this is a kiss. But unfortunately, there are many types of kisses. There's a normal kiss, there are rough kisses, sensual kisses, french kisses, and all at the same time"

His breath filled her mouth, and she felt like she was about to collapse, but she struggled to no avail. After an unknown amount of time, Kisa felt like she was about to die. Her lips felt like it was burning. She whimpered in protest, and the man finally let go of her. She leaned against the wall, gasping for air. Her breath gradually calmed down after some time. "Are you crazy? Didn't you say I'm disgusting? Why do you keep kissing me again and again if you think I'm so disgusting?" Kisa stared at the man in front of her in contempt and asked.

I gently reassured them, guiding them to the couch with promises that I'd join them shortly. Knox pulling me into the kitchen caught me off guard, his eyes searching mine for a moment before he acted. His lips met mine in a sudden, passionate kiss that vibrated like a spark igniting a flame. It was a kiss that spoke of longing, unspoken promises and deep-seated desires. I could feel the intensity of his emotions, a turbulent mix of love, fear, and hope, swirling in that single, passionate gesture.

To admit his flaws, to give explanations for his wrongdoings, in front of so many influential people — it was on another level. My heart melted. Tears escaped my eyes before I could stop them. Ryan came to me, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. Not a peck, not a staged kiss for the cameras, but deep, passionate, consuming. His lips pressed against mine with urgency, with desperation, with a rawness that spoke of regret and longing. It was as though we poured all our emotions into that kiss — the years of silence, the pain, the love we had buried. For a moment, I believed there was hope. That maybe, just maybe, we could give ourselves another chance.

Although the words stuck in my throat, my body was screaming for me to kiss him and, for a brief minute, forget the chaos of my life. He then gave me a kiss. It wasn't a tentative, slow kiss. It was intense and furious, like a fire starting inside of me. His lips meeting mine caused something inside of me to burst open, even if I hadn't anticipated it. Breathless, my eyes wide, I withdrew. "What the hell was that?" Yemi remained unflinching. He just grinned, his eyes full of laughter. "Exactly what you needed." A hand grabbed my shoulder before I could reply, pulling me back into the unprepared reality.

"It's okay, Alpha. I know you're just overwhelmed with grief." She paused before carefully asking, "Alpha… are you in so much pain because you loved Luna?" Connor stiffened, like a wounded beast backed into a corner. "Love her?" He let out a bitter laugh. "That's ridiculous! I only married her to secure her father's former allies, to strengthen my position." Then, a shaky breath escaped him, a single tear betraying his carefully constructed façade. "So why… why this unbearable hurt?"