Novel & Cerita Kiss My Name

Upon entering the mansion I was even more amazed. A beautiful lady greeted me, next to another mystical man. Maybe they will get married, also based on the attachment of the beautiful woman to the man next to her. "Omy, hi hija! Are you Amphitrite?" smiling lady asked me. Embarrassed I bowed. "It's me." "Nice to meet you, ija. I am Kalyssa Montevergo. You are so beautiful," she said with a smile. I blushed at his praise. "Hope you can tame that ass hole upstairs, Amphitrite. I am Kyle Montevergo." I was even surprised by the man's slight swearing but I just smiled.

Ever. My heart melted when he finally kissed me back, painfully slow, as if he was trying to fight his own instincts and conceal his anger. An arm made its way to my neck, and I followed his movement, holding the back of his neck and savoring his lips. This felt so right. He was being so gentle and slow, as if he was trying to pour all of his hidden feelings into the kiss. I wanted it to last forever, but due to a lack of oxygen, I finally had to pull away.

I'm casually the street type one who can get along with the street dogs, freely. "You're so mean, Klenz." She eyed his son asking me my name again, I almost forgot that she was asking me my name earlier. "Uhmmm... My name is Kamesh. Hope Kamesh Davidson." I answered softly and gently that I wanted to choke. If Kashna was here I'll bet my plates that she's probably laughing her ass off the floor by now.

It was a soft kiss, and it felt like a butterfly kissed me. “I think it’s soooo amazing that you want to take my maiden name.” Jonathan paused with the loofah in hand. “I beg your pardon?” “You’re taking my last name…right?” I joked. Except, from the look on his face, I could tell he thought I was serious. “Kierra? How many of those pain pills did you take, sweetheart?” “I’m joking, Jon. Relax.” “I love you, Kierra, but I’m not in the mood for jokes. Your name will be Kierra Baker,” he asserted, kissing me on the cheek.

The hospital was dimly lit. Before I could even take off my white coat, my phone buzzed. I saw the familiar numbers flash across the screen, and I couldn't help but furrow my brow. "Dana, come to The Midnight Club, VIP Room B." The noise on the other end was a chaotic blend of laughter and voices. "Dana, bring a bottle of wine. Tonight, we drink until we drop." "Yeah, bring champagne. Let's give Rosa a proper celebration!"

His lips was swollen and she was still out of breath. "Kira." She answered, her head still spinning because of the kiss. "My name is Kira." "Well, Kira," He wrapped his arms around her waist, "I expect to see you soon." He pecked her lips, "Very, very soon."

he murmured again, his finger tracing a slow circle on my waist, sending a wave of heat that made me almost want to pull him back for a real kiss. "I have to go," I said hurriedly, trying to regain control before I did something embarrassing. He took a step back, releasing his hold, but his eyes remained locked on mine. "Wait," he called out just as I had taken two steps. I turned around. "What's your name?" "Rose," I answered curtly. A faint smile touched his lips. This time, it seemed more predatory, yet utterly captivating. "Rose," he repeated, as if tasting the name. "I hope we meet again."

I had done a short research on my last challenge and was going to try and win his kiss tonight. His name was Noah Miller. They called him too pure, a romantic who will not kiss without having feelings for the girl. Well, I wasn’t in a mood to do this, but I just wanted to be done with those dates. I loved my fans and I kind of owed them one last story. It was a bittersweet feeling.

Telling me his name is like showing me that he trusts me, that he believes he’d never hurt me, and I’d never hurt him. Hearing his name is like hearing 'I love you'. It’s like hearing 'you are the most important person in my life'. “Kayden,” I repeat with a smile. We look at each other while the waterfall is behind us. “I love your name, Kayden.” Kayden approaches his lips to my ear and whispers: “And I love you,” I can’t react to his words as he has already captured my lips. We share a sweet and passionate kiss under the waterfall while surrounded by nature. Everything is perfect— finally.

He just watches me, his gaze making my cheeks flush with embarrassment. He smirks. “What’s your name?” he asks, his voice hard and probing. “Katty,” I answer immediately. Crap! I should’ve given him a fake name. Now he could easily find out who I really am. Katarina, you have to act now. My eyes stay locked with his dark, intense gaze. “Katty,” he repeats, and there’s something about the way he says it that sends a chill down my spine. “It takes a lot to move a man like me,” he whispers in my ear. I force a smile, hoping it hides my growing embarrassment.