Percy Jackson And Annabeth Chase Kiss นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I blink and look at Dimetrius, suddenly we are back in the Tavern and im completely confused. “How did you do that? How were we back there? It felt….” I run my fingers across my lips. I had completely forgotten about that day. It was the first time I had ever kissed anyone other than Abran in years. And the first time I realized Dimetrius cared for me more than just a friend and guild member.

Bewitched, I leaned toward him, and our lips met first timidly, then with a devouring passion, as if every burning kiss were the breath of life we had long neglected. His hands discovered my nape, my hair, then slid down my back, drawing me toward him with fervent insistence. I clung to his T-shirt, gently pulling him closer still. The heat of our contact ignited a blazing flame within me, every shiver running through my body like a promise of discoveries to come.

Damian studied my face, then gave a helpless laugh. "Today is our seventh mating anniversary, and you want to humiliate me in front of everyone?" "You knew perfectly well this was our seventh anniversary, and you still crossed that line tonight," I shot back. Damian did not look remotely sorry. If anything, he turned it back on me. "All because I kissed Amber and not you, you're ending our bond? It was one kiss. It meant nothing. You're the Luna. Start acting like it."

he whispered, voice cracking, “I’m not letting go.” And he kissed her—slow, deep, and full of every unsaid promise. …and then he swept her up in a commanding, yet tender, princess carry. A perfect ending? Not quite—because the most perfect moments were still waiting to unfold. The crowd erupted into applause, cheers filling the garden. Grandma Gallagher sobbed uncontrollably. “Finally! My wish came true!” ... Back in the room, Harper barely had time to react before Chase swept her onto the bed. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and before she could steady herself, his lips claimed hers in a fierce, impatient kiss.

"I will marry you!" Adam let out a whoop of joy, slipping the ring on Annalia's finger as they hugged each other tightly. As their lips met, Annalia felt a surge of emotion that left her breathless. It was a kiss filled with love, passion, and promise, sealing their commitment to each other. They held each other tightly, lost in the moment, and grateful for the love they had found. They knew that their lives were forever changed and that they would be together for the rest of their lives.

I was the first to break our eye contact. Then an idea hit me. I got up from my seat and settled onto Blaze's lap. I know Ezekiel was looking at us, it made me even more excited about what I was about to do. Blaze got surprised at first by my sudden gesture of affection but relaxed afterward and put his hands around my waist. He looked up at me and smiled. Ezekiel was still looking at us when I put both of my hands on Blaze's face and pulled him in for a kiss. Blaze took no time in reacting back, his hands roamed all over my body and then settled on my waist. Everyone could see it, everyone could see us but no one had the power to interrupt us or say anything about us. All the teachers, the

"Well, let's give her something to be jealous about." With that, Racheal and I leaned in for a passionate kiss, our lips meeting in a display of affection that couldn't be contained. The world around us seemed to fade away as we lost ourselves in the moment, oblivious to the curious glances and hushed whispers that surrounded us. And as our lips parted, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Athena. Her death glare had transformed into a mixture of surprise and irritation. It was a small victory, but it made our triumph all the more satisfying.

No words could bridge the gap between us, only the silent understanding that lingered in the space shared by our intertwined breaths. Our gazes met, searching for peace amidst the chaos threatening to consume us. Finally, I lowered my head, resting my forehead against his. Without hesitation, tears began to fall, mingling with the salty sea water around us. With a soft exhale, Perion tilted his head, his lips hovering just inches away from mine. Time seemed to freeze as our breaths intertwined, the tension between us electrifying. And then, in that singular moment, our lips met in a gentle kiss. He pulled back but remained impossibly close, his face mere inches from mine. Our noses brushed,

, I said, blushing Annabeth noticed and moved closer “That’s not all Layla; you are blushing. Something else must have happened”, Annabeth said “I don’t know what you are talking about,” I said, trying to escape the conversation “Oh yes, you do, so spill it”, Annabeth said I knew I couldn’t escape this and began to narrate everything that happened. “Wait, so you mean you guys kissed,” Annabeth asked “yes,” I said and buried my head in shame “After everything Ethan did to you, Layla”, Annabeth said

Annabeth continues, mirth in her voice, “take this man to be your husband and your Alpha? To love him, to hold him, to cherish him until your death and beyond?” “Oh, I do,” I say, unable to help myself as I take two steps forward and close the distance between me and Victor, making him laugh and take me in his arms. “I do, I do, completely, yes, I do,” and then I raise my face to his, and he lowers his to mine, and he kisses me. The crowd applauds, laughing and whistling, and I can hear Annabeth chuckling and closing her book, realizing that her final line about kissing your bride is not necessary.