Kiss The Villian Novels & Stories

He tilted her head back, his silver eyes darkening into a deep, consuming obsidian as he leaned down, his breath warm against her lips. "If I step into your kitchen, Kiarra," Valarian whispered, his lips a fraction of an inch from hers, his voice rough with a sudden, fierce possessiveness, "I am never stepping back out." "Good," Kiarra breathed, closing the final distance herself and pressing her lips firmly against his. Valarian's restraint melted as he backed her swiftly up against the nearest wall, devouring her mouth as he pulled her deeply into his embrace. As he deepened the kiss, he gave himself permission to no longer hold back.

His large, warm hand cupped her jawline firmly, his thumb brushing across her trembling bottom lip with rough, possessive friction. Before Seraphina could draw another breath to protest, Killian captured her lips. The kiss was not gentle; it was a hungry, devastating collision of mouths driven by days of suppressed longing, fierce territorial jealousy, and the undeniable pull of the mating bond. His lips pressed brutally against hers, demanding entry, sweeping away all her feeble resistance in a torrential rush of heat and emotion.

His hand found Rosen's jaw again — gentler this time, tilting that tear-streaked face up with a tenderness that made the cruelty around it feel even more obscene. "But every time I see you," Killian said, his thumb tracing the curve of Rosen's cheek, his amber eyes dilated with absolute addiction, "I don't want to show mercy. I just want to devour you whole. Eat you alive. Swallow you into my blood so nobody else can ever reach you." His thumb found Rosen's lower lip, pressing it down, watching the wet pink flesh give beneath his touch. Before Rosen could draw another breath, Killian captured his mouth — crushing their lips together in a fierce, untamed kiss that swallowed every last drop of

A real heir who boasted of having watched 500 short dramas about real and fake heirs came to live with my family. He developed a high fever that wouldn't break during a torrential downpour on his very first night with us, earning endless sympathy from our parents. "I know every trope in those short dramas like the back of my hand. How could a villainous side character like you, who does nothing but throw tantrums, possibly be a match for me?" he bragged. After that, he drove the butler who had cared for me since I was a child back to the countryside. He also turned my closest cousin against me, so much so that my cousin slapped me in front of everyone. He trampled all over my dignity and

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

She whispered into his ear, “Please, Alex, touch me there.” “Good girl,” His chuckle was sin, but he didn’t keep her waiting long. He shoved her skirt up and yanked her underwear down as far as he could, exposing her core to him. He palmed her, a single finger sliding through her lips. “You’re so wet for me, Eddie.” He licked his lips. His eyes filled with burning desire. His other hand moved from her back to grip the back of her head, shoving her towards him for a searing kiss.

"Let's find ourselves a cab and a random hotel! Screw the freaking bus! I'm fucking you in Tokyo!" Killian smirks. "Damn, now we are talking, dirty girl—I can't wait to lick your tits." I growl, angry at my throbbing pussy. "Stop talking like that, and find us a cab!" Laughter fills my ears, and before I know it, I'm pulled in for another hot, searing kiss that makes my toes curl. I forget about the world, and then I'm drawn into desperate lust. Killian Phoenix will be the death of me—of this, I'm sure. The end.

Zach completely ignore the expression and grab the milky slim long neck of Taika with strength not minding if she choke. " My angel needed some new food... An you are the perfect source of nutrient, dear niece." He said as he placed the creature on her neck and watch it dig a hole into her body. The sick lover watched at every painful expression of Taika joyfully. " Now , who laugh last." Lily mockly said as she disappear from the room with her lover. A painful shrinking cry echo in the dim dark room/cave. . . . Clash! Clash! Clash! Grr! Rrrrrrrr!

Just like what I had mention, he was trying to make this marriage work which is not part of our deal. The three kiss every day, I'm starting to get used of it as if it was just a normal things to do as a wife. However, I am not his real wife. I am not Selena Asli Castania, I am an impostor pretending to be his wife. And there is a fear lurking on the back of my head. I fear that the three kiss will be the reason of the failure of this mission. I don't know, it just suddenly came out of nowhere. The more I get comfortable and get used with what's happening around me, the more fear get visible in my eyes. Fear that I might mess this up and I end up regretting everything.