Kiss X Death Novels & Stories

It was as if the tension coiling inside him needed a physical outlet, threatening to break him apart if he didn't let it out. I reached back blindly, tangling my fingers into his wet hair, gripping the strands tight. I pulled his face around, dragging him down to me. When our lips met, the kiss was not gentle. It was a collision. It was passionate, desperate, and starving, tasting of the iron tang of blood and the bitter aftertaste of the fight we had just survived. His teeth grazed my lower lip, breaking the skin, and the metallic taste only fueled the fire in my blood. We devoured each other, trying to forget the death outside by reaffirming life in the most primitive way possible.

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.

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it. Gradually, the woman stopped as the man kissed her. She shut her eyes close and respond to his kisses. Although he did not know, he followed the movement of its lips. Tonight, that's their first kiss. A first kiss full of love, between an angel and a demon. Almost every well -known surname attended Hades ’grand birthday party. Even well -known artists were there as well and some big -name senators in the country. As Khione requested, some of Hades' friends also attended his birthday. It's his 24th birthday, and everyone's excited to see the handsome Hades.

Caspian growled as his lips found her entrance. For the next few minutes, Caspian devoted himself to kissing and worshipping Audrey’s core. Meanwhile, Killian’s lips never broke off the kiss. He kissed her hard and deep, taking in all her moans and breathless sighs. Before long, Audrey couldn’t hold it anymore. The combination of Killian’s kiss and Caspian’s touch was too much to handle. “AH!” she screamed as Caspian's mouth bit down on her clit.

I could feel Kira looking at me with fear visible in her eyes. "you are going to get us killed," she yells at me. I said flatly, "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I have been to the land of death twice and the angel of judgement rejected my stupid soul. So, I want to visit him again to ask him why." Kira stared at me with the look of you are crazy, then she slowly nodded her head. "Trust me, we are doing this together," she replied happily, which sparked a strange feeling in my heart.

RIVER Kael didn’t back away. And that was all the permission I needed. I closed the distance between us immediately with the kind of hunger that had no words, crushing our mouths together in a kiss that was more storm than touch. There was nothing soft about the way I kissed the man. There couldn't be. Not when we had too many near-deaths, too many unspoken things simmering between us. My hands found Kael’s jaw, his neck, pulling him closer until there was nothing but our shared breath and the faint taste of copper and the earth.

Rashka commanded, his voice dark with malice. Rashka moved through the field, his eyes cold and calculating, ready for the reason he was there. Destruction. His title as the Alpha with the Kiss of Death was well-earned. He approached each of the enemy soldiers, gripping them by their hands. They immediately lose their will once they come in contact with Rashka's touch, kneeling at his feet. Rashka leans in and places a deadly kiss on them. The soldiers' eyes widened in horror before they collapsed, lifeless, to the ground.

I said gently, hoping that it was some type of consolation as I moved my face to kiss her cheeks. She turned her head then, and pressed her lips against mine. At first, it was a long, lingering kiss, affectionate and reflecting my current emotion, how much more precious she seemed to me after all the near-death experiences we had in this city. I could die for her. I could die for this woman. And suddenly, we were tearing at each other’s clothes, impatient. Hands moved roughly, teeth nibbled, loud moans, lusty cries, and soon we were fucking in the backseat as our car sped across Budapest in the freezing snow.