Love At First Hiss Novels & Stories

That catches him off guard completely. "Of course not." He makes an effort to deceive you. "Liar." As I feel tears welling up in my eyes, I murmur something under my breath. I can't help it. "I am not lying! My love for my son is boundless and unending." He states that he is getting more and more frustrated.

Hearing this, you felt more ashamed and he could not look at her at all. But that boy comes closer and peeps inside the hut and speaks with a glance. "Has it frozen?" The boy in the middle says who had brought him till there. "I think she has fainted and is not breathing properly because of the cold." He sticks his head out of the hut and says."Whatever it is, we'll see tomorrow morning. You guys can leave from here now, nobody will disturb him here and neither will you so take rest now. "

They steal my breath away and I am left gasping before he lets me up for air. I take his face in my hand. Affection blinds me with the power of my love for him. It runs deep and pure that it feels like my very first time ever being in love. And the fact that I don't have to hide it anymore is new, and so delicious. I feel euphoric under his hard weight pressing into me. "I love you." Linc says against my lips. Delicious electricity runs down my spine, shocking my body to attention. "You have no idea how badly I have wanted to say that." He say, tracing my lips when his, lightly, on the surface, savouring, taking his time.

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

Her voice was hoarse as she reached for my hand. I pulled away. Her eyes dimmed, and her tone turned pleading. "Can you... please not go through with this? I miss you so much. Just give me one more chance, okay?" I looked at her coldly, saying nothing. She pressed on, her words tumbling out desperately. "I've cut all ties with Rick—completely. You're the only one I've ever truly loved. Please come back to me. Please." I furrowed my brow and let out a sigh. "Michelle, people have to move forward. And besides..."

He growled, taking hold of my wrist and pinning them above my head. " Naughty." He said before crushing my lips with his. His lips felt heavenly against mine, it was as though our kiss was made just for each other. He lifted my hips off the bed and I wrapped my legs around him. " You're mine Tamia, Mine." He growled and I moaned in response. He licked my ear before whispering. " This is the first time I'm making love to a woman. I may not last very long." I just nodded. He slowly entered me, I could feel my hymen break. I could hear myself scream.

Something I'd never heard from him before. Rawness. He stood ten feet away, hands at his sides, no approach, no reach. Just a man stripped of everything—position, power, pretense. "I loved you," he said. "That part was real." I looked at him. The face I'd woken up next to for three years. The mouth that had said "I do." The hands that had held mine through my father's funeral. "I know." His face crumpled slightly. Hope? Relief?

“But somewhere along the way, I fell in love with you and I was too blind to realize it.” For ten years, I had wanted to hear those words. Yet now that I finally heard them, they no longer mattered. Silas took another step forward. “Seraphina, I love you.” The room remained completely silent. Hope appeared in his eyes as he waited for my response. I looked at him calmly. “Do you know what’s funny? I spent ten years waiting to hear those words.” My voice remained steady. “There was a time when I would’ve forgiven anything just to hear you say them and mean them.”

Daniel Hampton and I were married for ten years. For half of that time, we lived apart. When my mother fell ill, I took our son back home to care for her, while Daniel remained in Miston for work. He would fly back every week, and eventually, he collected hundreds of round trip tickets, and every single ticket had a romantic message on it. So before the holidays, I bought two tickets and decided to surprise him. Our son came with me. Then, I saw him engaged in a waltz with another woman under a street lamp. The woman tripped on his foot. They fell into the snow. And instead of pulling away, they kissed. I was going to cover my son's eyes, but he broke free, opened the car door, and cha

“I can’t live without you, Olivia. I love you so much.” Before she could respond, he leaned in and kissed her gently. For a moment, Olivia simply stood there, overwhelmed by everything she was feeling. Then she closed her eyes and kissed him back, letting all the words she couldn’t find escape through that one simple gesture. Joseph didn’t need to hear her say the words back. He understood. As their lips parted, Olivia felt something she hadn’t felt in what seemed like forever—the familiar flutter of butterflies in her stomach. For the first time in months, she allowed herself to believe that happiness could find its way back to her.