Kiss: Rock Band Members Novels & Stories

" In an instant, the crowd erupted in furious shouts. "Dr. Summer is the real victim! Who would want a husband like that?" "First loves are impossible to let go of. I'm all for Mr. Jenkins and Dr. Summer being together!" "Dr. Smith ignored his wife and blamed everyone else. Serves him right!" I had become the joke of the day. Thomas, who had been lying on the ground, stirred and looked at me with a smug smile.

she said as she points at her friends on stage one by one as she mention their names. "And you?" I asked. I saw one of their friends went out. She also wears glasses but her hair is long, like elbow length. I remember her name, she's Maria. She sat beside me. "Our band is Black Cosmos. Ezekiel was our vocalist when we started the band, but he migrated to Germany that's why him," Maria pointed to the boy who's helping Rumi set up the guitar. "He's Thunder, our new vocalist," I nodded my head. The two girls who sat in front of me told me about their school activities, which piqued my interest.

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

“But that was before.” “…And now?” “You’re related. And somehow, after seeing Sebastian’s dark side and then yours, I’m just praying there isn’t a third one of you somewhere. I couldn’t take it.” Kaspian snorted and took a drag of his cigarette. “A third? Now that would be trouble. Maybe we could start a band.” “A band of assholes?” He laughed, boyishly amused. “Call ourselves The Heartbreakers. I’ll be on vocals. Sebastian can do rhythm guitar, all moody and brooding. And the third guy—who knows? Maybe he plays the triangle.”

Elias leans forward slightly, eyes burning with silent pride. Kevin kneels before me, his palms gliding up my thighs. The warmth of his touch makes me gasp. His eyes lift to mine, questioning, reverent. I nod, and he smiles — that small, unguarded smile that always makes my heart ache. When he leans in to kiss me, the world dissolves. His lips are soft, deliberate, his breath mingling with mine. I fall into him, into the energy swirling around us. Cassian’s hands squeeze gently on my shoulders; Rowan’s lips trail a lazy path along my collarbone; Elias strokes my arm in quiet reassurance. Their presence steadies me as Kevin deepens the kiss, his tongue brushing against mine with unhurried dev

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

A hoarse growl escaped his lips, and I savored the taste of his minty and sweet kiss, a familiar sensation I had experienced before. But now... there was something different. Something that hinted at a profound change. It was as if he wasn't the one kissing me. I was about to remove my blindfold when his hand gently stopped me, urging me to wait. I cleared my throat, ready to question him, but he silenced me with another passionate kiss. His lips caressed mine, eliciting a shiver that coursed through my entire being. The taste of his kiss seemed to search the depths of my soul, captivating me in an instant.

"Instead you chose another, far deadlier path. You stole my entire existence and ran like a fucking thief in the night. For that you will pay." Before I can respond he takes my lips with his in a brutal kiss. This is not a kiss of passion or love, this is a kiss of pain and revenge, of a man who thinks he has been wronged. This is the worst kiss of my life. He seeks entrance with his tongue and I refuse him. He releases one of my wrists, reaches up and grips my jaw, forcing my mouth open. One of my lips grinds against a tooth, cutting. Blood fills my mouth and I cry out, but the sound is swallowed by his vicious kiss.

"Please" "Don't pout again, it making me wanna kiss you" he said and I pouted again then he wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer then he kissed my lips softly. "What a lovely pose" the photographer said unknowingly taking our pictures. We also snapped some photos with my phone before we headed back home. Lovelyn's Pov Cynthia and I got to our house and mum was at the backyard. "Mummy" we screamed and hugged her from behind. "The two of you almost scared me" she said as we disengaged from the hug.

He kissed the tip of my nose and reached into his pocket. "I want to make sure it doesn't hurt," he whispered to me, and then kissed me again. I nodded at him to say okay. I could not see what he was doing, but I heard the pop of a tube and then it closing shut. Then Todd turned back to me and kissed me gently. His fingers moved under my dress again and gently headed to my core, teasing as gently as he had been doing, and my inconsistent breaths came back as though they had never left.