Kiss And Kill Novels & Stories

Killian tilted my head back, his dark grey eyes darkening, and brought his mouth down on mine. The kiss wasn't gentle but possessive, raw, and desperate. An intense shock hummed straight down my spine, so intense it made my knees give out. I gasped against his lips, and Killian instantly caught my waist, dragging me flush against the heavy heat of his chest until there was no space left between us.

Driven by the overwhelming, cosmic gravity of a bond that defied death, she leaned down, and her lips crashed onto his. The kiss was wild, breathtaking, and taste of raw survival—a breathless collision of fire and ice in the frozen snow, sealing the dawn of the Alpha King and his golden Luna.

I state in a grieve voice, because if this keeps up George will get rid of us all one by one. He nods while gazing into my eyes and then leans down to kiss me. With our lips just a fraction of an inch apart, I feel the tension between us building. Until he breaks the moment by kissing me deeply. At first, it is slow and sweet, but in the end, he goes in for the kill and takes my breath away.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

finally I woul- "Are you Rosebud52?" A deep voice floated into my ears and I needed a few seconds to reboot and learn how to speak again.Another thing about this club is that nobody uses their actual names, I guess it made people feel mysterious or something. And to drive further that *one night affair* policy a drug was injected into our system to dull our sense of smell-which was also the main way to find your mate-Though I doubt they cared people who came here weren't crazy about commitment.

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.

"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.

" You don't have to tell me now. I know we haven't known each other for long, and with the way I treated you, I don't expect you to forgive me. All I want to know is if I have a chance, your sister is going back to her pack. I don't wish to commit the same mistake my father did and keep you both here. I..I love you Kira, you might not believe me, but I do. And I want to be with you if you will have me. However, I won't force you, if you still wish to...." His words were cut short when I kissed him. His eyes widened slightly in shock, but with a delighted groan, he deepened the kiss. Our lips moved together slowly, yet the kiss was fiery and passionate. When we broke apart, I was trying hard

Next thing I knew, his hand was wrapped around my throat and my chest was pressed against his. Killian lowered his head as his lips crashed onto mine in a possessive kiss. He tightened his grip on my neck, forcing me to open my mouth slightly in order to get air which gave him the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. Killian was tasting me. His tongue and mine fought for domination before I finally bit his bottom lip, drawing a bit of blood. I felt his lips widen as he pushed his lip into my mouth, forcing me to taste his blood. Killian moved his lips to my neck where he placed a tender kiss, staining my skin with his blood.

“You didn’t think I’d let her breathe another second, did you?” He closed the remaining distance, grabbed my chin, and kissed me hard, tasting the violence on my lips. It wasn’t soft, it wasn't tender…it was hunger, sharp and consuming. The kind of kiss that burned straight through the kill and into something darker. Before I knew it, he had me pinned against the back of a car, his hands rough, his body urgent. I pulled at him the same way, biting, clawing, taking as much as he gave. The rush of the kill made every touch sharper, every sound louder. We didn’t care that the world was just a corner away… It only made it better, more reckless.