Kiss The Abyss Novels & Stories

The cold, calculating woman from the destroyer was gone, replaced by the girl who had been forged in the fires of their shared trauma. He leaned down and captured her lips with his. It was a kiss born of absolute desperation. It was the taste of twenty-two years of forbidden longing, of secrets buried under the ice, of the taboo that had always simmered beneath the surface of their lives. It was the salt of her tears and the metallic tang of his blood. He kissed her with a hunger that was almost cannibalistic, as if he could absorb her pain into his own body, as if he could breathe his very soul into her lungs to keep her from drowning.

I steal a glance at his lips and then look back at his eyes. Kiss me, goddamit, I beg in my mind. I don’t have to wait for long. Alex growls, a low, primal sound that vibrates straight into my chest, and closes the distance between us. His mouth crashes against mine with a fierce, desperate hunger that completely steals the air from my lungs. The kiss is explosive, raw passion, relief, and ten years of buried isolation finally tearing to the surface. It’s everything I have been starving for.

"FUCK!" Then, Allison surfaced, hovering over my body as she licked her lips clean, savoring the salty taste of my release. "Mmm," she murmured softly, running her tongue between her lips to catch any remnants. "You taste so good," she whispered, nuzzling against my chest. I smacked Allison's ass, eliciting a playful yelp from her as I grabbed her neck, pulling her close. I crashed my lips against hers, plunging my tongue deep into her mouth. The kiss was intense, passionate, our tongues dancing wildly as they explored each other's mouths.

he murmurs from his knees. I grin and reach for his soaked sweater. “Come here,” I whisper, pulling him closer to me, craving the taste of his lips against mine. The moment our mouths meet, it's like striking a match—everything ignites. His kiss is fierce, electric, and all-consuming. My hands move eagerly, tugging his sweater over his head, followed by his t-shirt, both landing forgotten as the warm spray of the shower rains over us.

POV DARLENE The Abyss was no longer just a hole in the earth; it was a rhythmic, breathing lung of the planet that exhaled the concentrated sorrow of nineteen generations. As Eryx and I stood at the jagged edge of the rift, the Black-Emerald light rising from the depths didn't just illuminate the ruins of the North—it "translated" them into a landscape of obsidian and grief. The black butterflies that had carried Hope away were everywhere now, their wings beating with the sound of a thousand whispered apologies that were never sent.

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.

He spoke in a hesitant tone. "What happened to him," I questioned unexpectedly, my gaze fixed on his. Instead of making an apologetic face. He burst out laughing and exclaimed, "I annihilated his soul. Isn't it true that I'm amazing? I can touch objects and destroy someone else's soul. I want to be able to touch you someday." He then gave me a cold chill as he looked at me with his demonic-possessed eyes. As I inadvertently released my thoughts, a sound snapped within my mind,

My subconscious kept yelling at me to stop him but I was lost in the pleasure of his kisses, which made me want more. “I only know two things…” He kissed my cleavage then moved his lips to the right. “To kill and to kiss.” Then his lips traveled to the left. “And whenever I see you, I want to kiss you.” Saying it, he landed his lips on mine. I kissed him back trying to suck away all his sadness, worries, and whatever he was facing. I wrapped my fingers in his hair and pulled him closer to me. He deepened his kiss making me almost lose my breath.

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

The Lizzy he knew was very good at kissing, and they would have a hot kiss. "Kiss me back," asked Asher. Cerise's heart raced. All the blood seemed to run under her feet. She covered her eyes as Asher sucked her lower lip and sucked her tongue. It was disgusting at first, but Cerise tried to move. She took turns sucking Asher's tongue. The man smiled. Even though she was amateur and stiff, Asher felt like he was reunited with Lizzy. Asher pushed Lizzy's body against the wall and squeezed the girl's hair, and it was like he was teaching Lizzy how to kiss.