Kiss The Villain Epub Novels & Stories

This was a human university and I really couldn’t afford to lose control to my extra possessive and jealous green wolf ! “Oh really ?” she sneered. “And what will you say about that kiss she is giving him right now ?” she snickered and suddenly, I only saw red when I watched Vanessa kiss my mate at the corner of his lips and trying to inch closer to his juicy plum lips that only belonged to me to be kissed !! I don’t know what I was thinking or rather not thinking but without much deliberation, I involuntarily hurled the book that was in my hand and it smacked right on point on the bitch’s head.

JUDAH's POV : "Kiss me," she said again. I heard her loud and clear, but why the fuck was I not moving? And I shouldn't have made her have to repeat herself. But damn it, I was fucking terrified. "Judah?" "Blondie," I said quickly through gritted teeth, "I just have to warn you. If we kiss... it will end the world," It's happened before and no one survived, especially me. "What do you mean?"

he rasped, his lips crashing into hers. The kiss was raw, angry, a collision of need and fear. Gianna’s hands gripped his jacket, pulling him closer, her lips fierce against his, a fire that consumed them. His fingers tangled in her hair, her body pressed to his, the world fading to the heat of their first kiss—a line crossed, a vow broken. But guilt surged, her secret, his distrust, a shadow in their passion. She pulled back, breathless, her eyes wide, his face a mirror of her turmoil.

Sigh e_e I mean, I’m not annoyed or anything about their plot progressions. I mean, ‘The Villainess is My Lover’ has one of the best written plots in my opinion, because the protagonist, despite being evil, fits the criteria of a villainess that many would love. Beautiful, sassy, intelligent, a queen, and people might not see it, but she’s also passionate, despite his cold demeanour. The scenario during their war with Andorhal was written pleasantly, including the interactions between Carter and Minerva.

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’

His own hands tightly grip my waist, bunching up the fabric of my shirt. His eyes, so dark like pure obsidian, flutter down to look at my lips. The intimate moment seems to shatter like glass, as I rear back, panicked. He’s right, I have been putting off how I feel about him because of fear. What it would mean to be mated to him is too much to bear, and I’m afraid I will fall deeply in love with him and not be able to handle his life. How may be painfully attractive, but kissing him...It could lead to so much more. "Goodnight, Stace,” I mutter, ducking back under the covers on my side, pulling them all the way up to my chin as I face my back to him.

"Is there something you want?" He runs his hand up the inside of my thigh, massaging my tight muscles as he peppers kisses on my hips. He turns me effortlessly, pressing my back against the trailer once more. The beautiful man kneels between my legs, adoring each thigh and avoiding the one place where I want to feel him. "You're evil," I groan, letting my head fall back against the metal wall. He laughs against my leg. "I think the word you're looking for is diligent." He lifts himself slightly, placing a soft kiss on my lower belly. A villain.

I subconsciously touched my lips, where I can still feel his tender kisses coming from his soft lips. Who was he? And where did he get the audacity to kiss me? Why did I allow him to do that? And the heck, why did I kiss him back? I grumbled to myself, dumbfounded. Was he my soulmate? Or an incubus perhaps? I have read from paranormal books somewhere that incubus were demons disguised as men. They were meant to seduce women, most especially in their sleep, and even kiss or have sex with them. And once you permitted them, they now own you and will soon take you to their dark kingdom of hell.

His lips brushed mine barely and the bond flared so hard my body trembled. “I’m not afraid of you,” I whispered. “You fucking should be,” he said. Then he kissed me. Hard. Deep. Devouring. Like he wanted to taste every lie I’d ever told. His hands roamed. His body pressed mine into the stone. And when he broke the kiss, breath ragged, he whispered: “When I’m free, Valkhara, I’m going to make them watch. I am going to fill you up with so much cum, your body wont