Mal And Evie Kiss Novels & Stories

(TODD’S POV) The world shrank to the softness of her lips. Every worry—Mum’s fury, Leslie’s venom, the wrecked lunch—melted away under the simple, seismic fact that Rory Davis was kissing me back with such intensity. Her hands, which had been clenched in her lap, came up to tentatively grip the fabric of my jacket. It was that small gesture, that proof of her choice, that undid me completely. I gentled the kiss, pulling back just enough to see her face. Her eyes were still closed, her dark lashes fanning against cheeks flushed a deep, beautiful pink. Her lips were parted, glistening in the low light from the court’s lamps. She looked dazed, enchanted.

Phoebe would get help and get me out of here. Fuck you brain for this thought. “You’re hesitating. You’re lying. aren’t you?” Nella sneers. “I am not. You’re far away from me and I was waiting for you to come closer. I’ll love to kiss you Nella. If it’s okay with you.” Don’t gag Kayla. Keep it down. She comes closer to me and I hear Phoebe retch. Nella’s eyes turn dark and She’s about to turn towards Phoebe but I kiss her lips.

With a warm smile and elegant walk, he met her halfway. Without a word, he pulled her into his arms, his lips colliding with hers and his tongue rummaging through her mouth. It was their first deep kiss, nothing like the casual pecks to hang on during other public events. Mia was caught off guard but there was something about this kiss that made it unable for her to push him away, rather savouring in it. It wasn’t because of their agreement but the fact that she enjoyed it. Greg pulled away but his face was still close to hers. "You are beautiful." Mia's cheeks turned scarlet red and she smiled shyly, "thank you."

The man's tears increased which calmed the woman. "Chaos. I-I don't mean I'm going away, I-we can't talk anymore. We can still be friends--" "Friend?" The man laughed simply "So you treat me as a friend? Just a friend?" His gaze deepened on the woman. "Chaos, listen--" The woman's eyes widened when the man suddenly kissed her. It touched both of her cheeks and even more covered her entire lip. Khione had her eyes open, while Hades continue to savor the moment. He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it.

"James..." "Listen to me Eva. I love you. I always have and I always will. You're my reason for living so don't expect me to sit back and leave your life in the hands of fate because it is precious to me. And I know you probably don't feel the same way, heck I don't even know if you ever will. But I'm not going to stop fighting. I don't care about the mating bond or Kieran. I will win your heart. That is my promise to you Eva Greene"

I gripped my phone tightly in my hand as my tears began streaming down my face. The comments section erupted in joy at that. "LOL! Randy's the best! He would do anything to protect poor Evie from harm! He's so hot, oh, my God. I'm so happy and satisfied with everything he did!" "He should have done this a whole lot earlier! Cassidy doesn't even know how to behave herself. But now, she can't go abroad anymore and doesn't have a single penny to her name. Tsk, she had no other choice but to slink back and accept her fate now!"

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.

I am too young that time. I closed my eyes tightly when I suddenly step forward towards Mr. Woods and kiss him. It was just a fast and a swift kiss. I immediately step back and stared at him. He is looking at me eyes widened. His lips parted while staring at me. "Goodnight, I will get inside already. Bye." I uttered nervously and left him there. What the hell did you do, Kellah Fazandra?????

His fingers dig into the flesh of my thigh, a possessive contact that announces more. Everything blurs. Time. The muffled sound of the music still filtering through the door—a slow bass rhythm that now seems to beat in time with my pulse. I am nothing but raw sensations: the texture of the cold wall against my bare shoulder, the overwhelming heat of Evan's body against mine, the metallic taste of our kiss mixed with gin, the short breath hissing between our lips when he breaks contact to gently bite my lower lip.

His hands framed my face, his body close enough for me to feel the heat rolling off him. Before I could speak, his mouth was on mine, deep, unhurried, but demanding, stealing the air from my lungs. My fingers curled into his shirt, pulling him closer before my mind caught up. I broke the kiss first, turning my head. “Dominic… I’m tired. Maybe we—” He didn’t let me finish. His lips brushed my ear, his breath warm. “You’re my mate, Evie. We’re one. You don’t need to pull away.”