Novel & Cerita Kiss&cry

He was a wonderful man, no matter what had happened between him and that secretary. “I'll be right behind you,” I promised Kathryn. She pursed her lips unhappily, but nodded. She started walking and I knew I only had a second or two to catch up. I knelt by Aiden's chair, searching for the magic words that would tell him everything I needed him to know. I didn't have time. Instead, I put my hands on either side of his face and kissed him. He leaned into me, taking everything I had to give. I put all my emotions, all the things I wanted to say and couldn't find the words or the time to tell him into my kiss, hoping he would understand.

It never was. Our kiss meant so much more.

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.

He ran his hands through my hair, and gave me one of those rare kisses that actually make you go weak in the knees. Oh yeah, I was gonna Fuck on the roof. We stated to kiss and Kris pulls off my shirt and through me onto this bench that was on the roof top. He then falls on top of me and starts suck on my nipples. I grip his pants and draw him close to me as I yank off his shirt. He then pulls down his pants and start to take off my

he demanded. My mind went stuff. Frowning, I look at him full of questions in my eyes. "Huh?" A ghost of an amused smile appeared on his handsome face. "Condition number one first page in the contract. Party A must give three kiss each day to Party B. One kiss for the morning and one kiss for the night. The third kiss will depend to Party B when or where he will get it. Party A must comply wherever Party B ask for the third kiss" he stated, memorizing the first clause in the contract. " I want my third kiss now, darling"

My brows met, trying to catch up on what I missed, but Krys didn’t budge until she got what she wanted from me. “You’re gonna love it. If you won’t, I’ll pay the half.” “I could just go to Journey.” “Journey hates you.” I swallowed uncomfortably. “Of course, she does.” “Jeez, kidding.” She hit me on my arm, offered me her phone with a video clip ready. “Kai hadn’t seen that.” “Sent this to me.” I knew it was a video of River, but about what. I was about to figure it out.

"I'm still not sure I want to kiss you because this whole thing seems like a set up. You have probably been waiting for the moment when they would ask you to kiss me. I'm certain it's preplanned with them." "Ma'am, actors kiss all the time. There would be no sentiments attached. All you have to do is shut your eyes, tilt your head to a comfortable side, part your lips and brush your lips against his. " The photographer painted a vivid picture, obviously upset by the attitude I displayed. Felix looked at me for my consent. I reminded myself that all the kisses I ever gave to Clyde were fake and I reminded myself why I accepted to marry Felix. I then pulled close to Felix and did as the photog

“He’s nothing, Gianna. You’re my family—my everything.” Her tears soaked his jacket, their raw moment a pulse, her heartbreak met with his strength. Gianna’s voice was soft, fierce. “I’m scared, Kai. Crane, the Order—they’re tearing us apart.” He cupped her face, his icy blue eyes blazing, his voice a vow. “We’re stronger than their lies, Moretti. I’m with you.” Their lips met in a desperate kiss, a spark in the city’s chaos, their bond a flame that burned through her pain. Kai’s voice was raw. “Let’s end this fight, Gianna.”

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.

After the kiss, Krysie hurriedly went out of his room, and here she is. Jumping up and down while holding her lips. She can't believe it! Carson kissed her and she responded. She responded! Now she doesn't know how to face him tomorrow. “Fuck it, Sey. You're so stupid!” she snarled to herself. Her knees fell on the floor; brushing her hair using her fingers while her mind is busy replaying the kissing scene she had with Carson. Damn his lips.