Kiss The Abyss Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

" 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."

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.

he grabbed the back of my head, then gently touched my lips with his. I didn't want to think of the consequences. I only wished for this moment to last. His kiss was delicate at first. He gave me a soft, tickling sensation, but that wasn't satisfying enough. He strengthened his grip on the back of my head, then slipped his tongue into my mouth. His caresses became intense and passionate. His hand drew long lines through my spine, making me shiver. I was slowly devoured by the excitement he gave me. “I want you,” he whispered and started kissing down my neck.

This Chapter is R:18 (Slightly) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Cali~ This man in front of me is just a figment of my imagination. No one dared steal a kiss from me before. The sad part is, I am enjoying this kiss more than I should. This gorgeous stranger should drift in my life like a tourist… a passer-by and nothing more.

I tried to imagine my dread by closing both of my eyes. "Ellice, you must help me! Please, you recognized me, right? Someone assassinated me inside my flat. My body is still within; kindly help me—-" The tightness of the hands that had gripped me earlier vanished, as did the old man's presence. "Shut up, you scumbag!" When I opened my eyes, I finally heard Kazuo's voice. I caught sight of something I shouldn't have. Kazuo's hand was already inside of the soul's body. As the soul disappearing little by little, my eyes were widened.

Chapter 1: This wasn't the End "Kiss me." It was an order. In the dimly lit room, the air was thick and oppressive, the kind that could suffocate you. A deep, gravelly voice whispered near her ear, low and intimate. Mila’s body tensed, and her mind struggled to focus. Everything felt foggy, like she was trying to stay afloat in a dream that wouldn’t end. She wanted to pull away, to resist, but her limbs were sluggish, her strength draining with every second that passed.

Her magic sparked again, a pulse of color flickering under her skin. He caught her by the waist as she stumbled, grounding her. “Let it go,” he said. “Stop holding it back.” “I can’t,” she gasped. “It’s too much.” “You don’t have to do it alone.” She looked up at him, her eyes wide, vulnerable. Then she kissed him. No warning. No pretense. And by gods, he kissed her back. Lyra His mouth was hot, demanding. She wasn’t sure who moved first but suddenly she was pressed against him, fingers tangled in his shirt, magic pouring out like wildfire.

“It has to be done. There’s no other way.” With a synchronized step, they entered the gateway. Immediately, the world warped around them. Gravity twisted, light bent into impossible angles, and whispers became screams. They stumbled at first, disoriented, as the Abyss tested their resolve. Shadows formed into grotesque versions of themselves Lucien’s wings ripped and torn, Kiran’s claws glistening with a venomous darkness. Each illusion taunted them, each movement a challenge to their sanity. And then they saw her.

“Kiss my pussy,” REVIEW THE BOOK PLEASE.

"Because, Cheri, I really want to kiss you right now. May I kiss you?" "Oh! I've never kissed anyone either. Yes, you may kiss me." And so Abi pulled her in and when their lips met for the second time in her life, Abi saw her future in a kiss. She saw them; her and Cheri watching Gio pumping into someone while Tiffany and Fiona were kissing the woman Gio was fucking. Cheri setting on Abi's lap they themselves kissing and playing with each other. Abi lost herself in the fantasy until she heard Cheri moan as she realized she was kneading the poor girl's ass and thrusting her tongue in and out of the virgin's freshly kissed mouth. "Opp's sorry got kinda carried away."