Kiss Drarry Novels & Stories

But the only word echoing in my head is karma. And the question that haunts me: who is paying the price? Me? Eva? Annaida? Damon? Because right now, every single one of us is suffering in our own way, caught in the wreckage of what has unraveled. . . . . . . . Hi All, Just a headsup those who have read KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL would clearly understand the insinuations of this chapter. From Chapter 93/94 of KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL.

My skirt rode up, revealing my thong, already damp from anticipation. 'Look at that pretty pussy,' Tyler murmured, kneeling between my legs. He hooked his fingers in the fabric and yanked it aside, exposing me. Cool air hit my folds, making me shiver. Drax leaned in, capturing my mouth in a rough kiss, his tongue invading, tasting like victory beer. I moaned into him, my hands roaming his chest, nails scraping over his nipples. Devon stripped off his shirt, revealing a chiseled torso glistening with residual sweat.

Ma’am… ma’am.” The voice keeps poking at the edges of my dream, irritating and sharp—completely out of place because I’m busy imagining Tairan, my new fictional obsession, doing absolutely unholy things to me in a forest made of neon lights and by unholy I mean burning my palms with melting wax and using the fire to melt it again after it solidifies, yeah he's the psycho in my book that I'm in love with. But back to the topic. No one calls him “ma’am,” so obviously something is wrong in this universe.

Drake groans, eyes scanning the crowd around us. “Okay, guys—it’s go time. Load up.” Just like that, the air fills with the sharp clicks of weapons being readied. We all inhale together, one collective breath before chaos. Drake turns to me, grabs my face, and crashes his lips against mine. “I love you so much, Lilly Moon,” he whispers, his voice cracked with emotion. I kiss him again, then pull away, heart pounding. “I love you too. Let’s do this.” He nods, smiling through the tension, then lifts his arm into the air.

And as I deepened the kiss, savoring the shiver that ran through her fingers against my cheek… I saw him. Through the glass panel of the hospital door. Drake. Standing there. Silent. Shattered. His hands curled into fists. His face drained of blood. His eyes locked on us. On me. And I knew he saw it all. I kissed her harder. Longer. Letting every groan of passion echo through the thin walls, knowing he could hear. Knowing he was bleeding. Her fingers tangled in my hair. And through the kiss, I opened my eyes just a fraction…

He needed to reclaim back his position in kelvin's heart, and his status as the don of the green evil clan. But wait take deep breath, who actually is Ryder?.. Ryder's real name is Ryder Blackwood. He's the don of the green evil clan and also a skilled fighter and a ruthless enforcer for the notorious mafia lord, kelvin LaGraine alias K. Ryder's past is marked by violence and bloodshed, and he's been trained from a young age to fight and kill. Ryder's overlord, kelvin LaGraine, is a powerful and cunning mafia lord who controls a significant portion of the West Coast's underworld.

“But I’m not letting some ghost in lipstick steal my kill and walk away like a fucking legend.” I stood, crushing the cigarette under my heel. Amara Voss. The Revenant. I didn’t care if she was a myth, monster, or martyr. I would find her. And if she wanted war, I’d give her one she’d never forget.

I broke the kiss and looked into his eyes even though he could barely open them. “I want you to f**k me. Harder than you ever have.” I muttered, and I could see the surprise and excitement on his face after he heard me say this. Just as we were about to kiss again, there was a knock on the door. “We are gathered, Alpha Kilhan.” We heard Drex’s voice from behind, causing us to sigh in frustration even though we knew we’d be interrupted anyway. “We’ll be right there, Drex,” I answered, with my eyes still locked on Kilhan’s face.

Then, he locked his eyes on Areiza. Confused, she asked, “What…?” Before she could finish speaking, Darren held the back of her head, bent over, and kissed her. Then, he jammed his tongue into her mouth and gave her a French kiss. Tracy yelped for a second, but she soon quieted down and averted her gaze from them. Meanwhile, Areiza whimpered and resisted. Darren embraced her tightly and kissed her more passionately. Second, later, she indulged herself in their kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and began to kiss him back.