Poisoned Kiss Novels & Stories

he pecked her lips once more, "let them know that you're and always be the one." Kimberly loved the colour of his eyes as he confessed his love for her. She was happy that he loved her. He might be married but his heart belonged to her. Just like the way hers belonged to him.1 She placed her lips on his and kissed him. His lips were soft and a time she couldn't help and wonder if they belonged to the masculine man she knew. They were fighting for domination as they always do and that made her smile which made her to loose. He was the one in control and she loved the way he took control.

He never saw anyone’s naked lower half and he never in his life thought to see Poison’s beauty. Poison saw the intensity and desire in Buck’s eyes. His face was red as he was restraining himself. Poison didn’t know the pleasure he got from that look and his core pulsed more thinking about what to happen next. He held Buck’s head and pulled him closer to his core. Buck inhaled sharply and lost his control. He held Poison’s hips and kissed Poison down there. Poison threw his head back biting his lip. He never let anyone kiss there not even kitten because he thought it’s dirty but he pleasured kitten numerous times with his mouth.

The intensity of the kiss carried a silent plea for understanding, for forgiveness, and for a chance to make amends. In that instant, their lips collided in a fervent dance, igniting a fire that had been smoldering between them. The kiss spoke volumes, transcending words as their tongues intertwined and their bodies pressed against each other. It was a raw and passionate exchange, fueled by the tumultuous emotions that had consumed them both.

"Instead you chose another, far deadlier path. You stole my entire existence and ran like a fucking thief in the night. For that you will pay." Before I can respond he takes my lips with his in a brutal kiss. This is not a kiss of passion or love, this is a kiss of pain and revenge, of a man who thinks he has been wronged. This is the worst kiss of my life. He seeks entrance with his tongue and I refuse him. He releases one of my wrists, reaches up and grips my jaw, forcing my mouth open. One of my lips grinds against a tooth, cutting. Blood fills my mouth and I cry out, but the sound is swallowed by his vicious kiss.

He winks at both of us, and I'm still considering killing him. Chloe throws her bouquet at him. “Knock it off, Gabe.” They always did have the cutest sibling rivalry. Leo takes the small box and takes out a ring. His hands are steady as he takes his grandmother's ring out and slides it along my finger. I love how it fits on my hand, like it was always meant to be there. Leo grins and starts to lean forward, ready to kiss me. “Hold on,” the pastor says, putting his hand on Leo's shoulder and stopping him from kissing me. “Only one kiss per customer.”

Hope fell as he saw something in my expression that disappointed him. “Forget it,” he mumbled, releasing me and looking away. His shoulders hunched and he moved to leave, but I wasn't about to let him get away that easily. He couldn't kiss me like that and just run away without an explanation. I grabbed his shoulder and spun him back to face me. He frowned, his brown eyes filling with heartbreak. I looked deeper, trying to understand what was going on. Passion and something sweet burned deep within their coffee and caramel swirls. The black of his pupils threatened to suck me into their depths and made my heart melt and core heat. His kiss had awakened a deep need, and my body was responding

I said, as I walked out with my black leather pants and mummy chiffon shirt. “You are such a badass,” he said with a mischievous chuckle. “And you are such a sweetheart,” I said after which I placed a kiss on his lips and pulled his hand across the bridal shop playfully. The End

He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it. Gradually, the woman stopped as the man kissed her. She shut her eyes close and respond to his kisses. Although he did not know, he followed the movement of its lips. Tonight, that's their first kiss. A first kiss full of love, between an angel and a demon. Almost every well -known surname attended Hades ’grand birthday party. Even well -known artists were there as well and some big -name senators in the country. As Khione requested, some of Hades' friends also attended his birthday. It's his 24th birthday, and everyone's excited to see the handsome Hades.

“I thought I might… lose you.” Aella shivered in his arms, the residual effects of the poison making her body weak yet responsive to his touch. “I… I’m here,” she whispered, heat pooling dangerously as their lips met again. The kiss deepened, hungry, desperate, yet tempered by the sharp awareness of survival and the forest around them.

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.