Kiss Me Liar Novel English Novels & Stories

My lips tugged up in a smile and my eyes instantly built up water in them with his utterance, reminding me of the words my Nana said to me back in her home. “ Yes, I am special,” I let out in a whisper, I turned around to face him and then wrapped my hands around his neck, as I reached out to kiss him, Liam seemed to have been waiting to do that as the moment our lips touched he held me tight, his large palm wrapped behind my neck as we suck on each other. Our kiss got heated when Liam lifted me up, he walked over to the reading table and set me there, I gasp when he goes down to his knees, his hands parting my legs. I giggle when he lifts my dress up and then removes my underwear.

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Her Chosen Mate Purchased By The Mafia Can't Help Falling in Love My Bride is Not a Human Chosen By An Alpha

My hands, still pressed to his chest, curled into the fabric of his suit. He broke the kiss as suddenly as he'd started it, pulling back just enough to look at me. His breath was ragged, his lips swollen. His eyes were black with a storm of triumph and desire. "Liar," he breathed against my mouth, his voice thick. "Your body remembers me. It always will."

His thumb pulled down my lower lip from the clasp of my teeth. “Liar,” he whispered, bringing his lips just above mine. “Even your body knows it belongs to me.” And with that, his mouth crashed against mine, stealing not only my breath but also the logical part of my brain. And I melted, not knowing where it all was going... ~~~~~ Kindly re-read the previous chapter (12) again. Earlier it was only half updated due to some technical glitch. Also if you are enjoying the story, please leave a review on the book. It means a lot to me as a writer ❤️

Even though my whole body is hostage to his touches, my mind can't forget what happened inside that room. “Tell me the name of the person who left you like this and I will make you pay,” he says looking into my eyes. “You insensitive, arrogant asshole ....” he pressed his mouth against mine. “Chicken!” I speak against his mouth, and he uses the gap and sticks his tongue in. I place my hands on his chest and push him away, but he holds my neck and smooths my back, I close my eyes and allow myself to feel his kiss. "You bastard! You're bending me over with a kiss!" - I mentally scream, but I am madly responding to this delicious kiss.

She doesn’t let me. Never taking her mouth off mine, Lia perches a knee on my hip and uses it as leverage to squirm up the front of my body, manacling her legs around my waist, our mouths turning wild. Tongues clashing and smoothing, lips slanting. I’m a man who never expected to see the sun again and suddenly finds himself on a white-sand beach, my obsession with Lia giving me no choice but to take, to kiss her back with every ravenous notion inside of me, my fingers untying her bikini top in back, tossing it away so I can rake my tongue across her perky little nipples.

"I'm your wife, and you're lying to me, keeping things from me? I'm seriously mad now!" I wasn't quick enough—she snatched the phone right out of my hand. Oh, no. That was it. She was gonna find out about everything. But then she went through my phone and suddenly burst out laughing. "So, this is what you were so worked up about?" Since I was already caught, I figured I might as well just come clean. "Yeah, you got me. So tell me—who are you really?" "I'm your wife, of course! You must be wondering about this text message. I was supposed to go on a business trip with Mr. Booth yesterday. But he got a call later and told me I didn't need to go. So, I came home early!"

It was bitter. Asher broke the kiss, looking at Calantha’s blush face. She gasped, could feel the burning passion as she looked into his beautiful amber eyes. The smeared lipstick stains that their kiss had created made Asher look silly. Calantha pursed her lips, looked down at his chest. But Asher grabbed her chin, forcing her to raise her head, looking into his gaze. The smeared lipstick stain had more attraction to Calantha than Asher’s sharp eyes. Calantha found it amusing, she smiled at first, but when Asher did not take any decisive action to stop her; she laughed out loud.

No one could ever guess that a heart burning with poisoned, calculated revenge would lay beneath the mask of innocence and fear. With irrefutable evidence, I had both of the Callaghan sisters thrown into prison. After the dust settled, my life returned to normal, and Eleanor stopped visiting. One bright, serene evening, I arrived at Marigold's residence. When the door opened, we threw our arms around each other, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. "Mari, we did it."

I started, placing one hand on her shoulder to show temporary comfort. "I'll tell you about something called the almadate. My friend Luke, the tall one you must have seen with me on news, he invented it as a temporary means against the liar gas so when you told me you found out I was bisexual, the only way to protect myself was to lie." I sighed, moving further up the bed, drawing my knees to my chest and leaning my elbow against them. "But that's the same thing as lesbianism." She pointed out, a disapproving look on her face.