Kiss Me Liar Bl Novels & Stories

I answered, trying to sound normal even though my voice was husky. “Lisa? You okay? You sound… weird,” Liam said, concerned in his tone. I bit my lip, lying back on the bed and spreading my legs again. My free hand slid down between my thighs, fingers circling my dripping clit. “I’m fine… I just really miss you, Liam. Two months is too long. I’m so fucking horny right now.” There was a pause on his end. “Whoa… since when does my nerdy innocent girlfriend talk like that?”

Bima muttered quietly. Lia turned to him, her eyes bulging. "First kiss?! Are you serious?!" Bima’s face turned even redder. "Yeah. And... the target was... the girl in that grocery store earlier." Lia fell silent for a moment. Then she laughed, much louder this time. "So, I’m your first kiss target? After you ran away from a zombie vlogger who wanted to review your Indomie?" "And you smell like a sewer," Lia added, still laughing.

"It's alright. You don't need to say sorry for kissing that ugly idiot." Lia reassures, placing her hands at the crook of Killian's neck in a romantic manner. "He must have seduced you. I know bitches like him." Lia continues, leaning in to kiss Killian's lips but Killian puts a finger on her lips. "I will just say one thing to you today." Killian whispers to her with his raspy voice, sending waves of goosebumps to her. No wonder Killian is the epitome of hotness! His voice alone is capable enough to turn her on.

“Alright, here are mine: One, I’ve been skydiving. Two, I can cook gourmet meals. Three, I hate heights.” “I bet the lie is skydiving,” Kieran said. “No, I think it’s the gourmet meals,” Thalia argued. Lily smirked. “The lie is that I hate heights. I actually love them.” “You weirdo!” Marcus laughed. The pack laughed and applauded. “Kieran, your turn,” Lily said, passing the game to him. Kieran stood up, scratching his head. “Okay, let’s see: One, I’ve never been in a serious relationship. Two, I’m a great painter. Three, I’m afraid of the dark.”

She said and looked at us, she looks gross! The crowd started whistling and laughing. So I just shook my head in disbelief, making jokes like that! “Let’s start over! Everyone, welcome our new set of Liars that will be competing on Date a Liar this year!” Crowd cheered and screamed, looking at their number made me feel dizzy, if my guess is right, they’re from the neighboring Edges. “Starting from edge one up to edge fifteen!” She screamed and everyone screamed. Then I noticed that everyone is waving their hands so I looked at mine and decided to copy them. I threw a big smile as I wave my right hand back and forth.

Her incandescent gaze locked into mine. Her lips against my throat. I close my eyes. I am lost. — You lie so well to others… but not to me. Her mouth travels up to mine. She brushes my lips. Not a kiss. Just a threat. A promise. — Do you want me to kiss you, Éric? I nod. — Say it, she commands. — Kiss me, Jade. Please… She smiles. And she kisses me. Not a kiss. An inferno. She devours me. She crushes me. She tears me away from myself. And I let her.

I moan into the kiss; his lips feel so good against mine. He pulls out after a while and looks at me. “Why won’t you listen to me, Mia?” I don’t know what he is talking about my mind is foggy from the mind-blowing kiss, he just gave me. “To you, I am Liam, not Mr. Brown, are we clear?” he asks but my mouth is dry and I am looking at his lips as he talks. He takes my silence for defiance as he pushes me against the nearest wall and pins me against it resuming the kiss.

He hit play. And there he was. Jaxon. He looked tired. Sad. Like he hadn’t slept. His eyes were red, voice was rough. “If you’re watching this… then yeah. I’m gone,” Jaxon said. Eliot’s knees went weak. “I didn’t plan any of it. Not the kiss. Not the feelings. Not the mess. But I fell for you anyway.” Tears burned Eliot’s eyes. Jaxon looked down in the video. “You probably hate me now. That’s okay. Just know—none of it was fake. Not from me.”

she whispered, still a little breathless from the unexpected intensity of the kiss they’d shared. Demetrius reached out, using his thumb to free her lip from the teeth that still held them captive. “Don’t do that.” “What?” she asked, confused by the command. He released a shaky breath, still regaining his own. “There’s only so much control I have in me; don’t tempt me further.” His canines had already descended, alluding to his slipping control. The way she looked up at him from beneath her lashes, the teeth he wished were his raking against her lips, these provoked a different sort of strong emotion—a new set this girl had managed to evoke from within him.

His kiss is wild, aggressive. His hands aren't idle: they caress me, making me dizzy. I push him away, but he doesn't detach. He releases my lips and caresses my ear with his mouth, whispering to me: "Please, don't be jealous, I only love you. You rule my life. Touch me, look how much I desire you. I love you, my love." But I push him away: "You're just a dirty liar, don't come near me." "No, you can't ask me that. I couldn't stay away from you. Even if I wanted to."