Kiss Him Not Me Shion Novels & Stories

Kiran York leaned in and kissed Lady Meiji on the lips. She was taken aback, not expecting him to kiss her. Even though her body was just a shadowy apparition, in that moment of the kiss, they both felt the reality of each other. Lady Meiji's body was cold, but Kiran's mouth was warm. Their two months together had created a deep understanding and a tacit connection between them. As they kissed, a fusion of ice and fire, cold and warmth, emerged from their bodies. This fusion began small but grew stronger, especially around Lady Meiji, as a force seemed to gather from Saintess Mountain. What started slowly soon intensified like a storm.

I gave him a serene, quiet smile. “I’ll see you to your chambers?” he asked softly, his hand brushing against the doorframe. I nodded. “Yes,” I murmured. Then, on instinct, I leaned forward and pressed my lips lightly to his. A soft, deliberate kiss—one that promised interest and connection without revealing the thoughts I kept hidden. Kael froze, dark eyes widening. I pulled back slightly, letting the kiss linger in his memory. His hand rose to his lips, brushing over them, as though confirming what had just happened.

"You kissed me first." It felt like a bottle shattered behind my eyes. "Ex—Excuse you?" I scoffed, my lashes fluttering war-speed. "I, Solayne Krestel, did what? I'd never do that even if I was charmed." "Well," he shrugged. "Turns out you're more into me than you let yourself believe."

she whispered, her eyes blazing, grabbing his shirt, pulling him in. She kissed him, fierce, desperate, a fire to shut his doubts. Kai’s hands cupped her face, his lips hungry, their third kiss a surrender to passion. They stumbled to the couch, her fingers in his hair, his hands on her waist, their bodies pressed, the world fading to their need. Her tank top lifted, his shirt unbuttoned, their touches urgent, a line crossed—until guilt surged, the summit, Dante’s scheme, Alessio’s secret a shadow.

☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 Okay. Imagine the pure, incandescent urge to kick a woman you’ve just met square in her perfectly sculpted face, just because she annoys the hell out of you. That was me. I had the sweetest itch to kick that bitch. Yes—Sienna. My boyfriend’s cousin. I fantasise about redecorating her face. What in the actual fuck is wrong with her? Answer: everything, in the most exhausting, performative ways.

“Uhm, Kyle, you don't actually expect me to-” I was suddenly rushed with a deep kiss way before I completed my statement. The kiss was a mixture of wetness, longing, and sweetness. I let him kiss me with so much passion. Thinking this was a dream that'll actually wake up from, I kissed him back with equal intensity until we both became breathless. He was the first to pull away and looked into my eyes. At this point, I can't contain just how shy I had become. I seriously wasn't expecting to be kissed this way. I wanted to avert my gaze, but Kyle placed a finger under my chin and lifted my head up, so my eyes were now fixed on him.

“Are you saying you don’t appreciate me, Jas? I’m wounded!” I grinned, turning around to face him. “Oh, I appreciate you, alright. I just think you could stand to be a little more responsible.” Rion pouted, crossing his arms over his chest. “Fine, but I’ll only forgive you if I get a kiss.” I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t help the smile that tugged at my lips. “Oh, alright then,” I said, leaning in to press my lips against his. The kiss was soft and sweet at first, but it quickly grew more passionate as our emotions took over. Rion’s arms tightened around me, pulling me closer as he deepened the kiss. I melted into him, my heart racing as our tongues danced together in a familiar, intoxicat

Kazumis POV My FIRST KISS. My first kiss was stolen by the person I hate the most. AHHHH.. what can be worst than this. It is the worst nightmare a person can even dream about but just look at my misfortune, it was all happening in real life. I don’t know why he kissed me all of a sudden, neither do I wanted to know now. I tried to break free from his hold but no luck. At last, I came up with a idea, and without giving it a second thought, I bit Shaun’s lips and he pulled out from the kiss. The first thought that came in my mind was to punch him hard but when I saw Kiara’s reaction who just witnessed all the shameful acts of Shaun, I controlled my inner self and just ran away but before that

Their conversation flowed like a symphony, their souls intertwining in a harmonious dance. Lost in the throes of passion in his embrace, she whispered, "Kiss me, Sonu, and let's make this moment last forever." Their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss, sealing their commitment and igniting a fire that would burn brightly throughout their journey. "Kiss me here, Sonu." Maria gestured at her cleavage; her voice filled with desire. Sonu's eyes widened as he leaned in, bringing his face into the valley between her breasts and kissing her flesh with a passionate touch. As they pressed closer together, Maria gasped, whispering, "Oh, Sonu, make me yours completely."

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.