Lies Before Kisses Novels & Stories

I blinked at him, surprised by his sudden intimacy. But before I could protest, he was leaning down, his warm breath fanning across my face as he kissed me. His lips were soft, his kiss tender, and it was nothing like the violent, possessive kisses Miss Adrianne had forced on me. This was a kiss filled with care and concern, and it sent a warmth spreading through my chest that I hadn't felt in a very long time.

Her eyes lingered on his lips, and, as if drawn by an irresistible force, she leaned in and kissed him gently. Cassian smiled against her lips, appreciating her sudden initiative, and closed his eyes, savoring the warmth of the moment. The kiss started slow, delicate, as Hailey tried to memorize the way he tasted, the familiar sensation of his lips against hers. It was tender at first, but as the moment deepened, so did the kiss.

Her lips met his in a gentle kiss, a silent declaration of her love for the man who lay before her, his innocence captivating her heart in ways she never imagined. But before she could withdraw, a sudden hand grasped her wrist, holding her in place. Startled, she gasped against his lips as she was pulled into a kiss that was anything but gentle. Her breath caught in her throat as Taehyung's kiss turned rough, yet undeniably passionate. His lips moved against hers with a fervor that sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't extinguish. As their kiss deepened, Lia lost herself in the intoxicating rush of desire, her heart pounding in her chest as she surrendered

“It’s not too much, Lia. It feels right. Scary, but right. I’ve been feeling it too the butterflies during our talks, wanting to be closer. Kiss me? Please?” She cupped my face gently, thumbs stroking my cheeks. “Are you sure, love? I don’t want to rush you. This changes us, but only if you want it.” “I’m sure,” I whispered, leaning in. “Kiss me, Lia.” Our first kiss was soft, tentative her lips warm and sweet against mine, tasting faintly of the herbal tea we’d shared earlier. Then it deepened, years of unspoken longing pouring out as her fingers threaded into my hair. I sighed into her mouth, one hand resting on her waist, pulling her closer. The rain intensified outside, mirroring the sto

By the third kiss, her lips moved hesitantly against mine, soft and unsure, but she was trying. Relief unfurled in my chest like a gentle wave as I leaned in, brushing my lips against hers. Soft and hesitant at first, the kisses were light—testing, exploring. By the third kiss, Isabella's lips began to move beneath mine, cautious but willing. A quiet sound escaped her, so soft it was almost imperceptible, and she closed her eyes. The small gesture sent a ripple through me, a mix of triumph and tenderness. Her trust, though tentative, was there.

Adrian whispered, his voice vibrating against her lips just a second before his mouth closed over hers. The kiss wasn't like the hurried, desperate embraces they had shared during the dark days of the Sterling threat. This kiss was deep, slow, and saturated with a profound, mutual victory. Adrian’s lips were firm, commanding yet unbelievably tender as he tasted her, his tongue tracing the seam of her mouth until she opened for him with a soft moan. He drank her in, his hands moving up to cup her face, his thumbs wiping away the residual tension from her jawline.

She leaned in. The first kiss was gentle, almost shy, an offering more than a demand. Leon stilled. There was one heartbeat of the bond, ghosting and faint, a faint whine of hunger that had nearly died out long ago. It was so weak it was almost just a recollection of something living. Then Trisha parted her lips under his, warm and sweet and completely willing, and it faded away beneath the simple, straightforward warmth of want.

“They don’t kiss or anything.” Everyone was now looking at us. “Well, what are you waiting for, son?” Mark asked. “Kiss the woman you love.” Levi put his hand on the back of my neck and kissed me hard. I gasped slightly as his tongue slipped in my mouth like the last time we kissed. There were a lot of emotions in this kiss and I was confused about where they were coming from. I gently pulled away after a few moments. “Sorry,” Levi whispered, though he didn’t exactly look it.

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

I was glad to be here too. Jack leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine. This kiss wasn’t the same as the ones from the island. This was reserved and formal, but it still fanned the heat growing inside of me. He stepped back, a devilish grin spreading across his face as I flushed. The smile stayed on his face until he sat down in the large leather chair and picked up the phone. I knew that was my cue to leave, and I slipped out the door as the businessman’s mask slid over his face.