Kiss The Abyss Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

"Contract or no contract. Abyss or no Abyss. You're the only thing in this goddamn city that's real." He didn't wait for a reply. He crashed his mouth onto mine, the kiss tasting of desperation and salt. It was violent, a collision of teeth and tongues. I fought him for a second, my pride screaming at me to shove him away, but then the dark pulse in my veins met the heat of his body, and I broke.

Her orgasm ripped through her with violent intensity, her knees buckling as she sobbed his name against the windowpane, her vision whiting out. As she shuddered against him, spent, he held her up, his arms like steel bands. He kissed her throat. “That’s chapter one, Ava. Just the beginning.”

he growls in my ear, his chest pressing firmly to my back. "Both... I'd definitely say both," Abyss talks for me. Khai chuckles behind me, purring in my ear before speaking in a sultry tone that has my insides squeezing with need. "You've been a naughty girl, my love." "What're you you gonna do about it?" I ask, feigning the frightened little girl. "Fuck you until you come, and then claim you as you did me," he tells me. I drip, I swear I do. The droplets falling down my inner thigh at his tone of voice.

I roll my eyes, trying to make it seem as if this is absurd. “You know we're not just that," he whispers in my ear, giving me goosebumps, I look around ashamed that someone is watching us, but then I remember that it's just the two of us, his large hand goes down to my waist and I feel my skin burning, feeling the desire to be touched under my shirt, But I confess that seeing your eyes burning with desire for me is much better," he says leaving a wet kiss at the base of my neck, I swallow dryly, my whole body shivers, he moves away and at the same instant I miss him.

Chapter 20 {Warning:This chapter contains mature content not meant for young readers} Alex's pov I kissed her and i kissed her hard...i was done holding back, she kissed me first anyways At first, my kisses were slow and gentle, but then, she actually kissed me back...and i lost it, i deepened my kisses, my tongue invading her mouth as i kissed and sucked on her lips and tongue...and damn, she tasted delicious

" The neighbors were still watching from their windows, captivated by the scene. Florence hadn't expected this and began spewing even harsher insults. I kept crying and begging, and my arms were locked tightly around her legs so she couldn't move. When she finally started to tire from her outburst, I leaned close to her ear and said in a cold and mocking voice, "You can take all of this, but it won't change anything. Do you know why? Because your bloodline ends here. Oh, and by the way, you should know that Daniel isn't even Chester's son."

Trigger Warning: Please be aware there is slight mention of rape in this chapter. [Arissa's POV] I couldn't stop my body from reacting to Ivan's touches. It all felt amazing and sent a burst of energy surging through me. It was almost like an exquisite drug, and I wanted more. Closing my eyes, I let the feeling of pleasure rush through me. This was fine, he wasn’t going further than messing with my chest. As long as things didn’t progress further, then...

He lunges forward, catching me as I collapse, my body trembling violently. The abyss hesitates, torn between me and Dean. "Now!" Fiona’s voice is sharp as a blade. She raises her hands, chanting ancient words, sealing the abyss’s choice. It roars in defiance, but it is too late. Dean gasps as the darkness surges into him, wrapping around his soul, consuming him whole. His body jerks, eyes flashing with an eerie, unnatural light. Silence falls. Xavier clutches me tightly, his breath uneven, his heart pounding against mine. His hands, usually so steady, shake against my skin. "Henry—"

Chapter 6 Once he returned to his consciousness pushing him away from him trying to get rid of her magic, he started taking his breath that was cut from the length of his kiss ، And the other closed eyes almost lost her soul and her chest rises and drops very quickly trying to get some air

He had come back earlier than promised, and the relief of seeing him overwhelmed me. I dropped everything, my bag, my purse, my phone, the flimsy veneer of my composure, and ran to him. My arms wrapped around his rigid form, pulling him into a desperate, clinging embrace. His expensive suit jacket felt like a shield, unyielding beneath my touch. My lips found his, a frantic seeking, a desperate plea. I kissed him like my life depended on it, pouring every ounce of my overwhelming relief, my missed longing, my sudden, chilling dread into that single, open-mouthed kiss.