Novel & Cerita Kiss Shot Acerola Heart Under Blade

Blake shoved his bottom lip and pouted like a pitiful kid who lost his candies. Ha! He thinks he's cute? Leon chuckled while shaking his head. He finds him cute, huh? "Yeah, I will. Let's just leave together later." "Yes!" Blake threw his hand in the air as if he won in a lottery. "That's what I like about you! Come on, give me a kiss!" He pouted and Leon just continued smiling at him in response.

Keke vigorously wags her tail, purring. Then Hudson uses a luna tear blade and slits the center of my cupid’s brow and I reciprocated. With our blood trickling down our lips, he palms my face, pulls me into his chest, and dominantly crashes his lips fiercely on mine. He slips his tongue inside to taste my wet mouth as he savors my luscious lips, earning a moan. “I love you,” he whispers with seductively menacing eyes. No anger traced his tone, only gentleness.

Even through the blurring tears and the shifting lights, I could discern the chiseled perfection of his jawline, the predatory gleam in his dark, evil eyes. Then, he pulled me into a deep, consuming kiss. He suckled my lower lip, a possessive tug, then bit down lightly, a sharp sting that made me gasp. He seized the opportunity, plunging his tongue into my mouth, exploring every heated crevice. His kiss was a force of nature, deep and overwhelming, brimming with domination and raw power, stealing my breath, leaving me struggling for air. Yet, he showed no intention of releasing me anytime soon. He gently wiped the tears from my eyes, his touch surprisingly tender, and cupped my face. His fin

“A kiss.” I could hear my heart that was thumping so fast. The raise in my body temperature was evident to say my cheeks had turned red, even though I couldn’t see it. “W-what…” I stuttered. “One kiss, one piece of information.” He winked in a flirty way. I pushed him by his chest as he raised his hand to stroke my cheeks. He started to laugh as I shouted “You pervert!” He wouldn’t stop laughing while I threw daggers with my eyes. “Stop playing with me. I’m going to kill you.”

"You are so beautiful baby, as much as I would love to take my time with you, I can't. Brace yourself Aella, this is going to be fast." I frown confused when he pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket. "We don't need that." "You are a screamer baby," Ace replies, gently shoving it in my mouth. My heart stutters and my hips swivel, grinding against his mouth as he tastes me, inking me in like his favourite liquor. If not for the handkerchief in my mouth, I was sure I was loud enough to be heard at the car pack. He starts sucking on my clit, his tongue plunging into my pussy. My eyes flutter open in shock when he pushes his pinky finger inside my ass.

For heavier items she couldn't carry, she hurled them onto the floor, smashing them while continuing her tirade. I waited until she shattered an imported piece of dishware. Then, calmly, I walked into the kitchen and picked up a knife. She froze, her bravado faltering as she stammered, "Ivy, you lunatic! What… What are you doing?" I smiled at her and said in a low and steady voice, "You've already accused me of killing Chester. So, tell me, what do you think I'm about to do now?" With the knife in one hand, I raised the other and slapped her across the face—twice. The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger.

His lips are gentle, then hungry, like he can feel the storm inside me but doesn’t understand it. His hands trace my skin. I close my eyes. “I love you,” he murmurs. I swallow the ache in my throat. “Don’t say that,” I whisper. “Why not?” “Because you’ll make this harder.” His eyes flicker open, confused. “What do you mean?” I press my lips to his neck, my hand sliding beneath the cloak I never took off. The blade is small. The handle, smooth. Coated in yellow wolfbane—deadly, fast, irreversible.

pleading for something more. He lifts my head up and I see the lust behind his dark blue orbs. He captured my lips in a demanding kiss, letting me taste myself on his tongue. He growls in my mouth, gripping my neck and pulling me impossibly close. When he finally let go, I'd become a breathless mess with a drool running down my chin. Alaric cleans the corner of my mouth with his thumb and licks the finger with a lust-filled gaze on me. “Kael, baby, you taste like sin. Are you ready to be taken by a sinner?”

I said. Alessandro let go of my arm. He looked straight into my eyes. “You are the best weapon we have. You have to use what you have. He wants you. He kissed you. He is letting you stay even though he knows you are lying. Use that. Get closer to him. Make him trust you again. Make him want you more than he wants the truth.” I felt sick. Mateo had already warned me. The kiss was a mistake. Now my uncle was telling me to repeat the mistake. To use the fire.

"Ivy…" When she fell, her arm happened to hit the corner of the desk inlaid with silver wire. Silver had a strong burning effect on werewolves, so her skin instantly turned a burned purplish hue. "Ivy, what are you doing?" someone yelled. Ethan, relying on his keen hearing as an Alpha, instantly burst through the door. His expression was dark—a sign of his rising anger—as he carefully picked Ella up. "Ethan, I'm fine. Ivy didn't mean to do it," Ella cried while forcing a pained, light laugh. "It doesn't hurt at all."