Midnight Kisses Novels & Stories

He murmured, his voice a seductive rumble that seemed to vibrate in my very core. His hand lingered near my cheek for a few seconds, his thumb brushing lightly against my skin, sending a rush of warmth down my spine. I felt as if the world had stopped, every sense heightened, every nerve ending alive with electricity. The tension was palpable, and I could feel my body weakening, a forbidden thrill coursing through my veins. I noticed his eyes darkened, his expression became unreadable. "Good night, Lilly." He said finally, his voice a low, husky whisper. “I'll see you in the morning.”

“Until you.” The air between us shifted. I held my breath when Xavier leaned in slightly. His eyes dropped to my lips. My heart hammered against my ribcage. “Mia,” he breathed, his voice rougher than I've ever heard it. “Yeah?” I whispered. “I really want to kiss you right now.”

“No.” “Then what’s your wish?” I asked, my voice softer now. “This midnight,” he whispered, “I want to kiss my happiness.” I bit my lip. My heart pounded like crazy. I could smell his clean breath, that familiar scent, his scent. That signature Jazper Ray kind of sexy. “May your wish come true…” I whispered, breathless. “It will,” he said. Then he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me, right there, under the fireworks.

"My goodness, Kenneth, are you restarting already? Do you ever stop flirting?" "It's true! Look at those lips; what kind of lipstick is that?" He says curiously, peering at them. Kita became even more shy about giving him the name of it, but she went on and said it anyway. "Midnight passion." Kenneth looked at her lips, smiling with those dreamy eyes. "mm...I ccan'twait to taste it." Kita had to admit to him. "W it until you taste them, too." She uttered, laughing softly. Shyly snickering at what she had just expressed, she said. "Oh my, I can't believe I said that."

It wasn’t just words—it was his soul, exposed and trembling, hoping that maybe, just maybe, I’d reach out and hold it close. I looked up at him, wanting to speak, to say something, anything, but before I could form the words, he pulled me close, his lips crashing onto mine in a desperate, hungry kiss. His arms wrapped around me tightly, as if he were afraid I might slip away. And I didn’t push him off—I didn’t want to. His kiss ignited a flame deep inside me, a flame I’d thought had faded long ago. The familiar scent of sandalwood surrounded me, drawing me in, intoxicating me. I wanted to hold back, to resist the pull, but Midnight was already there, responding instinctively, feeding the con

I said in a matter of fact tone and shivered when he brushed his lips on my jawline and along my ears. "Oh come on," he almost complained. "I want those lips on mine so badly." His voice grew hoarse and deep, making my knees feel weak and my hormones to go wild. The next thing I knew, his lips were perfectly covered on mine and I gasped when he lifted me off the table, guiding us to the bed. A moan escaped through my lips when his lips trailed down my neck and onto my cleavage, one his hands playing with the end of my shirt in a teasing manner. My heartbeat increased when he stripped off my shirt, placing his large hand on my waist before giving them a squeeze. My heartbeat fastened when his

Her voice sounded lazy because it bored her talking with him. He hesitated for a couple of seconds because if he asked her a particular question, she wouldn’t go away until she knew everything, even the tiniest detail. “What does it mean when someone kisses you on the cheek?” he said and drank the bottle of brandy to hide his embarrassment. His ear was turning red just asking that kind of question. “He likes you. Did Yric do that? He’s kind of bold.” She had a smile as if she wasn’t feeling devastated earlier.

Estefan turned to Kaitlyn, pulling her close as the countdown to midnight began. “Five, four, three.” The anticipation in the air was electric. Kaitlyn’s heart was beating rapidly in her chest as she gazed up at Estefan, feeling the world around them stand still. “Two, one…” As the clock struck midnight, Estefan leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a soft kiss. Kaitlyn closed her eyes, losing herself in the moment. And while the world celebrated the beginning of a new year, Michael sat on the couch, staring at Melissa, his eyes searching hers for an answer he wasn’t sure he had.

He knocks harder trying to control his urge. “Midnight” Iris says weakly “come here girl” she shoots out just enough magic for midnight to pass through the door. Iris holds Midnight tight trying to calm down. She manages to calm down enough to unlock the door after a little while. “I’m…I’m okay Quinn” her voice shakes. “I’m coming in” he opens the door slowly.