Prince Zuko And Katara Kiss Novels & Stories

“First, we should talk about Kiva.” My eyes widen. No...I don't want the attention back on me. Ark just revealed something horrific and I want to know more before he slaughters Caspian. “Ark..." I breathe, unable to find the words. Ark looks at me for only a moment before he walks back to where Caspian can meet his eyes. “You want to know what’s fucked up? Kiva is mated to me, a rebel.” My husband, who has just been put through hell for the past couple minutes suddenly pales.

Poison rolled his eyes, “Promise? Too bad I don't believe in—” Violet stood on her tiptoes and leaned upwards to peck Poison on his lips before he could finish his negative words. Poison was in turn.. speechless. “Where I'm from, a deep promise with an outsider must be sealed with a kiss. Its a blessing and well.. a curse—” She cleared her throat, “Let's not talk about the curse part. I'll definitely fulfill my promise as long as you help me mask my real identity, all I need is just seven days.”

He told them. “It is not like we want these powers.” Vermeil spoke and carelessly shrugged. Nicht glared at him, and Zedrick blocked Nicht’s sight of Vermeil. “Well, let’s go back to our previous topic.” Nicht spoke, referring to the matter that Lovis realized earlier. “What is Her Highness the Princess guilty about?” he asked and smiled. Everyone’s gaze turned to Lovis, waiting for his answer. But, Lovis can’t speak. “Enough of your bullshit!” Vira yelled and glared at Nicht. “I still haven’t settled the score with your kin hurting Rayven!” she said as a purple orb of light appeared on her hand.

"For the record, I like your hair down." Before she could answer, he had reached for her ponytail and pulled the band away, letting it cascade down her back. "Zane..." she gasped before he slowly cupped her face again. This time, he held a handful of her hair, too, his shoulders pressing together as he slowly leaned to her. "Happy birthday, Jasmine." The words hit her lips, and she moved closer,bher eyes shut tight. "Thank you," she whispered right before he kissed her.

His touch was soft, as if he were afraid I might disappear if he touched me. “You look beautiful tonight,” he said. “Thank you for coming over for dinner.” I smiled as I stepped closer to him. “The food was wonderful. But I’m still pretty excited to try out your world famous Ramen noodles one of these days.” Gabe chuckled and then leaned in, surprising me with a kiss. The passion in the air ignited instantly as we embraced in front of the sunset. The island air blew through my hair, carrying with it the scent of saltwater and warm sand. It was a picture perfect moment; one that I never saw myself actually experiencing. This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life.

Noah's eyes were bright with tears of joy as he kissed my forehead. “Why is there sand in here?” I asked, shaking the bottle gently. The grains of sand made a peaceful sound against the glass. The sharks swam near our feet. “It's from our castle. The foundation was all that was left,” he explained. He locked eyes with me. “That's where I'd like to start with you again.” I smiled, losing myself to the warmth and love in his eyes. I nodded, not trusting my voice. Instead, I kissed him, pulling him into me with love and desire. I let my kiss tell him that was what I wanted too. His kiss told me he understood.

If one of the partners is forced off and he or she seeks revenge, a rite of passage known as the kiss of vengeance must be held. The kiss of vengeance acts as a guilt trigger. Every layer of memory that could have been hidden or forgotten comes back to haunt you, and you find yourself regretting ever leaving. These memories haunt him till he kills himself or leaves the throne. But a strong Alpha would need one on the lips or ten on the hand to bring him down. With Jake giving me one, I knew he would be able to remember the days so faintly after I left. The probability of getting ten kisses on my hand was low, but getting him to suffer and wither till I could get the final kiss would make it

I couldn’t stand for a second anymore, so I quietly turned and walked out. I looked at my wrist and then I saw the real, beautiful and glowing silver mark still on it. I held on to one with that, no matter the amount of hatred Rowan has for me, the bond still existed and he can’t do anything. I’ll give him time to adapt and come off his cold attitude towards me, because he can’t reject me. The next morning, the palace discussed sending several instructors to teach me royal etiquette since I’m the prince’s destined mate. A few minutes afterwards, an etiquette instructor arrived looking at me with disdain, like we have met or had a horrible encounter before.

Zena's eyes widened in terror as she digested the words that had just been said to her. Aster was severing their mate bond? Knox's laughter echoed through the air and brought her out of her thoughts, "There you have it," he proclaimed. "She is no longer bound by the ties of a mate. Now, Zena, you can truly belong to me!"

After a wonderful moment of eternity, we both loosened our limbs around the other. Jack offered his hand, pulling me up easily from the floor. He didn’t release it though, as he turned to the shower and stepped inside. I followed him into the spray of hot water and smiled. He hummed softly as he rinsed his hair, never releasing my hand. I stepped under the hot spray, letting it rinse the salt and sweat. The hot water coursed down the two of us as he leaned down and kissed me. His kiss still had a soft saltwater tang, and I smiled and leaned into him for more.