روايات وقصص ضمن Kiss Of Deception Series

Who would have thought that beneath that innocent, beautiful face lay a cunning, deceitful woman? When the ceremony ended and the priest told me to kiss my bride, my eyes slowly scanned her face, and I couldn’t help gazing at her red, luscious lips. As I crossed the small space between us, I found it hard to accept that her lips were as sweet and soft as I’d imagined them to be. The way her eyes widened in surprise when I kissed her told me she was good at pretending to be an inexperienced kisser. I felt the urge to lengthen and deepen the kiss but when I felt her respond, moaning softly, I realized I had to stop my delusions. I shouldn’t be feeling this way toward this bitch. She may look i

He moved to her chair and raised her chin with a finger, sniffing some cigarettes into her nose. "You want to do this, don't you?" His deceitful voice echoes in her ear. "Don't think your words were convincing enough, but I am doing this because I just had to do what I had to do," she said, standing up. He dragged her closer and puffed some smoke into her mouth. She chuckled wryly. They both dropped the cigarette into the cup of beer on the table. Their eyes were filled with self-desire. They slammed their lips against each other, and they started kissing vigorously like their lives depended on it. They help each other pull each other's clothes, his hand playing on her tits as he squeezes th

Rashka commanded, his voice dark with malice. Rashka moved through the field, his eyes cold and calculating, ready for the reason he was there. Destruction. His title as the Alpha with the Kiss of Death was well-earned. He approached each of the enemy soldiers, gripping them by their hands. They immediately lose their will once they come in contact with Rashka's touch, kneeling at his feet. Rashka leans in and places a deadly kiss on them. The soldiers' eyes widened in horror before they collapsed, lifeless, to the ground.

**Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Some poisons are swallowed. Others are kissed. Tonight’s confession is about a deadly female assassin who uses her body as the ultimate weapon — seducing and eliminating her targets with pleasure. Until one man turns the tables, making her the addicted one. This one is dangerous, seductive, and full of cat-and-mouse heat. Here is the confession of “The Poison Kiss.” --- **Story 17: The Poison Kiss** **Chapter 1**

Believed the intensity meant love. She didn’t know yet that kisses could be weapons. That affection could be strategy. That love, when laced with lies, could become a slow, quiet destruction. But standing there, caught in the gravity of Adrian’s presence, Iris felt certain of one thing: Meeting him had changed something inside her. And whatever this was — whatever he was — there would be no walking away untouched.

I heard footsteps outside the door after I was done making arrangements with a liaison from the dark web. I quickly hung up. The name Nina Secco would disappear from Don Lineti's world in three days. The soft sound of unlocking was heard, and Chris Lineti walked in, smelling strongly of smoke. He held me tightly in his arms. His eyes were filled with tenderness, just like five years ago, when we first met on that rainy night. He asked me gently, "Who were you talking to, Nina?"

Once everything was ready, I stepped onto the stage in my white gown and with a bouquet in hand. Lucas couldn't wait for me to reach him. He approached me and stretched out his hand, eager to take mine. I reached my hand out to take his. Amid the blessings of countless werewolves, of the countless cheers and laughter, our hands clasped tightly together. Lucas lowered his head and kissed me as if no one else was there. The kiss was so long that I thought I was going to run out of breath before he finally stopped. Then, he bared his fangs and gently bit the gland at the back of my neck, completing the final mark.

“Fine, if you don't want to. I won't tell you.” Deanna rolled her eyes lazily and sighed deeply. Because Meazus was taller than her, she had to move slightly from her seat and quickly kiss Meazus on the cheek. The middle-aged man, still wearing his black suit, laughed at how quick their kiss was, considering that Deanna usually kissed him for quite a long time. “I've done it, so what's Devon's secret? Tell me quickly.” Meazus raised his pinky finger. “Promise me you'll pretend you don't know about this in front of Devon.”

Jade smiled, "Don't flatter yourself..." They both smiled as the tension slowly piqued. "I want you", Jade whispered to Deucalion. "You have me", Deucalion said. "Then kiss me", Jade said naughtily. They both begun to kiss very passionately and intensely. Jade quickly made her way to the table and pushed all the paperwork to the floor. She sat on the table and spread her legs as Deucalion slowly ran his tongue around her pussy lips. She moaned as she felt the sensations course through her body. He started by kissing the outer folds and then gently moving his tongue along her vaginal opening. Her juices tasted so sweet that Deucalion couldn't help but lap it up like a puppy. As his tongue fou

ROSE His lips were soft and gentle as they moved against my own and his fingers gently held my chin in place. I, however, just sat there... Frozen. I didn't want to move, I couldn't... But then the memories of our first kiss- a nerdy pigtailed girl kissing a braced boy in glasses- flooded my mind and I swear I was acting on that girl's behalf. I slowly started to kiss him back and I don't know how exactly but somewhere between our lip locking, Deamian got up and pushed me against the wall causing a loud thud. His hands made their way to my waist as his kisses become more desperate and hurried. I had to say that I was finding it difficult to function and I was kissing him back with just as mu