Kiss Me Again Movie Mga Nobela at Kwento

MIA I palmed my forehead twice, my toes curling and uncurling as adrenaline rush rippled through me. Although I was back in my room now, the kiss kept on replaying in my head. The last time I kissed anyone was my very last time in front of a camera. I was playing the love interest of a farmer in this hallmark movie script my then manager managed to clinch for me. It wasn't the best memory because midway into the third shoot, I was replaced by a more popular actress.

Silence settled—broken only by the faint crash of waves far below and the soft tick of the cooling motor. Killian turned toward me fully—hand sliding from my thigh to cup the back of my neck. His thumb brushed the sensitive spot just below my ear. “Come here,” he said quietly. I didn’t need to be told twice. I leaned in—slow, deliberate—and he met me halfway. This kiss started gentle—lips brushing, parting, tasting each other like it was the first time all over again. His mouth was warm, unhurried; tongue tracing the seam of my lips until I opened for him with a soft sigh.

he rasped. She let out a small, tearful laugh. Then she leaned down and pressed the softest kiss to his lips. "I love you," she whispered against his mouth. His eyes closed briefly. "...love you more," he breathed. She shook her head. "Not possible." Malakai smiled faintly. "Watch me..." A soft knock sounded at the door, and then the door burst open. "Kai—?!" Anita's voice rang in the air. She rushed in, her composure completely shattered, her hands trembling as her eyes locked onto the bed.

he whispered. The movie faded into background noise. He leaned down slowly, giving me time to meet him halfway. Our lips brushed once, soft and tentative, then again, deeper. The kiss was gentle at first. It was slow, sweet, and full of quiet affection. His hand cupped the back of my head, fingers threading gently through my hair. I sighed into his mouth, melting against him.

We say our goodbyes, everything is settled between us and I smile, the line disconnecting. My phone chimes with a message from an anonymous number. I frown, clicking on it to reveal a video clip. That should’ve been the point to turn off my phone, or to delete the video immediately. But curiosity got the best of me, and like they say… it kills the cat. I jam my fingers down on the play button, and watch the video of my boyfriend, Adrian. He’s shirtless on the bed, and in only a tiny piece of briefs. An equally undressed girl clings to his chest, and he holds her.

As my lips moved against his, he gradually took over. He was one hell of a kisser. When I pulled away to gaze into his eyes, butterflies swarmed my stomach. The tenderness in his eyes was enough to make me go weak in the knees. Is this what it means to meet your soulmate? "Do you know me?" I slurred, and he raised a brow. "Who doesn't know you? You're Isabella Moreno, granddaughter of one of the richest men in New York," he responded, a certain glint in his eyes.

"I need to go! Bye!" Anthony also waves with the same smile on his face. "Bye!" At that moment, I felt the urge to figure out what was going on between them. "Are you dating her?”

I was very disappointed honestly but then there was nothing I could do, I had no choice but to wait for after work so we could bitch about the whole shit . We apparently met by the other mall and my Goodness shit! All eyeballs were on us cause I just yelled it whilst I was meeting her by the traffic lights, coming my way like 'Bitch I have a date'! And everyone just gave me that look which went like "Seriously ? This is a city why you screaming "?! Guess what? I did it more cause I didn't give a fuck about anyone. Chantelle screamed back like 'What the fuck? You got a date with who and where'?

"You suddenly realized you should have fucked me a long time ago cause you liked what you saw, right?" "Hell, no! That's absurd, F…" "What's absurd is you telling me that you are in love with me after seeing my nude some minutes ago. Who does that? You're obviously in lust with me. You only want to kiss me senseless and thrust in and out of me to satisfy your libido. That's not fucking love," she screamed. She was so annoyed that the flesh on her face was shaking uncontrollably.

"Come on, if you saw let's say Kendall in let's say a loose shirt and she used a shoelace to tie it around her waist would you still go for her?" "Considering she's Kendall, she'd probably pull off that look," he shrugged and I had to agree, she would but this isn't the point. "But basically I would pass her." "See, exactly! So what-" "Because I'm not interested in her," rolling my eyes I looked back at the screen and I turned in time to watch them getting married, flipping awesome. "I'm telling you this movie is absolute crap," I said running my fingers through my hair that was almost finished.