Masquerade Kiss Novels & Stories

Everything felt wrong but I could not stop wanting to feel his lips on mine. Without leaving my cheek, he brought his lips toward me but stopped at a distance as if he was asking me for permission. Instead of pulling myself away, I shut my eyes, and then it happened. My heart skipped a beat when his lips touched mine. It was so good that it felt unreal. I kissed him back with the same passion and he deepened his kiss in which I lost myself. It happened. I got my first kiss from a mafia heir.

My voice breaks at the end. “This is a serious game,” he says, voice hardening. “We didn’t tell you the real reason for the masquerade ball because you wouldn’t have attended. You keep acting like we’re devils when you’re not innocent yourself.” I slap him. The sound echoes in the quiet room. He stares at me, shocked. My own jaw drops in disbelief. “I’m…” I start. He slams his lips onto mine. I gasp against the shock as we kiss hard, desperate, angry.

"Isn't this all because of you? If you hadn't helped her back then, would Brianna have ever scored that well in math?" I dug my left hand into my thigh, hard, forcing myself not to tremble. The others smiled and echoed her, as if they'd all suddenly forgotten what they had done to me in high school. During lunch, it was like they were following a script, casually showing off how well their lives had turned out. Finneas took a call and loudly mentioned a deal worth millions of dollars. Melissa showed off a diamond ring that was clearly several carats large. Vexana Jones made sure everyone noticed the luxury watch on her wrist.

She had on a mask that only covered the sides of her eyes. She was a fan, and Adam decided to entertain her to distract himself. They talked about his pictures and his extreme sports competition, and she told him how much she admired him. “Ladies and gents, here comes the part I know some of you have been waiting for.” A male Adam couldn't see spoke over the microphone. “Do you want the legend of the kiss of eternal love to work its magic in your life? Then this is your time. I'm sure you're already close to the stranger who's held you spellbound. The countdown begins in thirty seconds to midnight. ”

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

She'd gone overboard with her provocation just now and had dug her own grave. "By the way, there will be a thrilling event tonight. After cutting the cake, there will be a masquerade party. Everyone will be changing into a costume and will be equipped with a voice changer. Then, everyone will be paired up anonymously and will dance away the night. When the clock strikes at midnight, everyone must kiss their partner. Then, and only then, they will be allowed to take off their masks." Christin had a wicked grin when he said that. "I'll go and see if there is anyone here that suits my taste, I am looking for a girlfriend!"

He asked. "Yes yes sir." The recieved said with a shivering voice. "You know who is speaking right?" He asked again and the head of department replied with an overly excited and shivering yes. "Good, I need you to do something for me." He said and relayed a set of instructions to him before hanging up. "Now that's how you treat your wife well." He said as he unties the masquerade mask and placed it on the cabinet in the kitchen. As he did the dishes, Edward hummed to the song his favourite song and did a little saying around.

Instead, he just stared at her with a hot gaze. Kisa tried to keep her anxiety down. She grabbed his chin, smiled flirtatiously, and said, "Why do you keep looking at me like this? What? Do you have feelings for me?" The man grabbed her hand with one of his hands and tried to take off her mask with the other. Kisa was startled. She took two steps back subconsciously and said, "This is a masquerade ball, sir. The masks stay on."

she whispered, her voice barely a whisper. The masked man chuckled, his hand reaching out to caress her clitoris. Cassie moaned loudly. "Ah, you like that, don't you?" the masked man asked, his voice low and seductive. Cassie could only nod, her body trembling with anticipation. The masked man smiled, his eyes glinting in the darkness. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her clitoris. Cassie closed her eyes, savoring the moment. "Now, let's see what else you like," the masked man murmured, his lips trailing kisses down her inner thighs.

Instead, she meets me halfway, and our lips touch in a soft, gentle kiss. Tara returns the same energy, her hands coming up to cup my face through the mask. Even though she can’t see my face, she’s touching it like it’s precious to her. Like I’m precious to her. The kiss deepens, and I forget for a moment that I’m living a lie. I forget that I’m Xavier, the twin she hates.