Kiss Of Deception Series Novels & Stories

"Vera's consciousness fragmented completely. The dissolution was irreversible. I have the technical data. I have the" "You have the technical data I wanted you to have," Vera's unified voice interrupted. There were multiple versions of her speaking simultaneously Elena's presence layered with her daughter's. "You have the records I deliberately created to show complete fragmentation. You have the evidence I planted to convince you that we were gone." Victoria was moving to the technical panel. The administrator who'd learned to rebuild systems was suddenly understanding the architecture of a far more sophisticated deception. She was pulling up displays, checking logs, running analysis on sys

“You don’t have to be strong right now. Just breathe.” The close confines of the closet, the weight of our shared tragedy, the quiet rhythm of our breathing—it compressed the world down to just the two of us, two strangers who understood the same kind of shattering loss. He slowly turned his head toward me, his eyes searching my face, clinging to the only point of raw human empathy he’d found since he heard the news. And then, out of pure,, uncontrolled grief, he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. His kiss was not desire, it was a desperate, primal need for connection, a reckless grab at life, at warmth, at anything that wasn't death. And in a moment of utter emotional surrender, o

Wanted the title, the crown. I didn’t care about any of that. I came for him. Then everything shifted. People turned. Quiet spread. Lucien Devereux walked in. Tall. Dressed in black. Eyes silver and cold. He looked exactly the same as he did sixteen years ago. My chest tightened. But I didn’t look away. I held his gaze. He stared at me—for just a second. I saw something flicker in his eyes. Recognition maybe. Or suspicion. Then he looked away.

She looked at the camera with the loving gaze he knew so well, smiling as she said, “Victor, this is the fifth anniversary present I prepared for you and the family. I put all my energy into this game, in the hopes that it could provide the last push you need to officially take over the family.” The last frame paused on her smile, full of anticipation. She had ended the email with one last sentence. “Victor, if this marriage was a sham from the start, then I’ll give both of us the release we truly want.” Her loving expression in the video, the cold farewell in the email, Summer’s mocking laughter in the recording, and the painfully clear words in the medical report… All of it formed the absu

He leaned down to kiss her earlobe and whispered: "Fidelia, I'll do it gently." His voice was low and husky, like hypnosis; Fidelia saw the small fire in his eyes, and his body suddenly became hot. Fidelia proactively reached out and wrapped her arms around Declan's neck, receiving his sweet and tender kiss. Declan lusts to occupy every little bit of her mouth, and his hand is not still; with just a few simple movements, it strips Fidelia's clothes. He slowly leaned down to kiss her plump breasts, sucking on Fidelia's nipples, his lips moving back and forth, making her body even hotter. Fidelia could not contain her emotions; she began to let out a seductive moan that made Declan's lust surg

Also, it was not that he was marrying me forcefully. I grabbed my gown tightly when he leaned down to kiss me. He lightly touched his lips against mine at first and then softly kissed me just for a few seconds before breaking the kiss. This was not a passionate or hungry or intense kiss but was a gentle kiss without the involvement of the tongue or fighting for domination. ‘I lost my first kiss to this beta, Just to deceive him.’, I thought grumbly. What? ‘Just because I’m evil doesn’t mean I’m someone who keeps kissing everyone.’ **** #TBC

“Are you sure?” With Mr. Lestat so near she could smell him, she found herself strangely enough not attracted to him or his muscle scent and it anger her. ‘The fated bond is getting stronger, making me want only Deacon,’ Jessica thought and grabbed Mr. Lestat’s shirt, fisting it and pulling him to her until his lips touched hers. Deacon was about to open the classroom door when he felt the betrayal of her kiss. ‘What are you doing?’ Deacon forced himself into her mind.

My heart skips, and just like that, my anger fizzes into thin air, replaced by want. My eyes flutter shut, breath raspy as his lips brush mine ever so softly. “Cass…” “I'm sorry I left you alone. It won't happen again.” He whispers against my lips. I forgive you. Just kiss me already. He holds my waist with one hand, cradling my head with the other as he draws out my longing. My heart beats steady against his, and together they form this melody. This tale of forbidden desire too fragile to let loose. His hardness presses against my thighs and I'm a whimper away from stealing his kiss when a sharp knock cuts through the haze.

~~~ The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness Book 5 of the Rossi Legacies Coming end of 2023…

he said casually. That kiss was nothing?! I dreamed of you and that kiss then you say it's unintentional? I knew you were hiding a really dark side, who knows you're just pretending to be sober but you're a deep inside womanizer. Let’s bring out that dark side of yours, Dean Max. I’m going to push you to your limit. “Let’s pretend that it didn’t happen. No worries, it’s not new to me. Anyway, how’s your fever?” Before the dean, I had my first kiss from a guy in my past. To be exact, dean is my second kiss on the lips.