Kissxsis Characters Novels & Stories

Her gaze softened, and it was filled with sadness. "I once had a younger sister who's only three years younger than me. We were very close. She fell in love with a handsome man and insisted on marrying him despite our family's objections. "He had a terrible temper, no stable job, and eventually became addicted to gambling. When he lost money, he would beat her and demand cash. "My sister thought about divorce, but he refused every time. Whenever she filed for divorce, he'd come up with evidence that their relationship hadn't completely broken down, and my sister, softhearted as she was, could never follow through."

It kept me guessing, forever keeping things interesting, and never grew tiresome. The one distinguishable consistency was how they kissed me. Lucas was the first to dominate me with a searing ardent kiss, parting my lips with his tongue and then sliding it against mine as I reciprocated. Mason’s kiss was softer and filled with tenderness. Grayson's kiss was suggestive, his oral skills mirroring the way he loved to flick against my clit. Alex's kiss was possessive, controlling, and full of an intensity that always left me panting for more.

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.

the Fox whispered thoughtfully, turning to the window. Arriving at the hospital, we quickly found Kitty and the Bear in the corridor near Christina's room. “Welcome back,” Kisa greeted us. In casual clothes, she looked more like a high school teacher. A pencil skirt, a blouse with an indecent neckline, a jacket. Her hair is pulled back into a bun at the back of her head. Glasses on the tip of the nose in a thick frame. And regular glasses, not sunglasses. Why are they to her, for the image or what? But I couldn't ask. The door to the ward opened abruptly and Chris stepped out, clearly out of sorts.

She raised her hand, and a burst of energy shot forth, striking the minion and dissipating its form. Cassie's eyes narrowed as she watched the remaining minions approach. She could feel the pull of her love for Jesús, a dark and passionate force that threatened to consume her. But she also felt the bond she shared with Xienma and Xavier, a love that was pure and unconditional. She knew she had to make a choice, but the path before her was shrouded in uncertainty.

I was in love with every single one of them. I slipped my bra on, grabbed a shirt and pulled it over my head as I left my room and made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen. I stopped in my tracks as I saw Ellis and Echo locked in an intense kiss, all lips and teeth. Before I could say anything he growled and stepped away from her, shaking his head and storming out of the house, slamming the front door behind him. I looked over wide-eyed at Ellis to see the sadness flit across her face before it was replaced with anger and she snarled as she moved to leave the room before stopping in surprise as she caught sight of me.

I figured that anyone who married into billions would relax into a life of leisure, but from what I had heard, she had actually increased the extent of her research. “Izzy, please. Isabel is only for when I'm in trouble.” She grinned as she released my hand and went to shake Maddy's next. “You must be Madison, and that makes you…Tyler.” Izzy extended her hand to shake Tyler's. He hesitated for only a second before enthusiastically shaking her hand. “I'm very pleased to make your acquaintance,” he said formally. “Likewise,” Izzy told him. He grinned up at her, forgetting to let go of her hand and still shaking it. Izzy looked over at Maddy and giggled. She didn't pull her hand away, though.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life. Gabe gently pulled away, just long enough to look at me with those glowing green eyes. Then he leaned in again. Our lips parted this time and the kiss became more passionate, with our tongues delicately dancing. My hands drifted up his back. I could feel the definition of his muscles, even over his shirt, and it turned me on even more. I wanted to feel his naked skin, his firm body, all of him and all at once. This is what I've wanted for so long, I thought. And I want so much more.

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.