Purple Kiss Kpop Novels & Stories

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

He set his glass on the balcony, his hand then finding its way to the small of my back so that he could draw me in to him. His eyes shone as if the stars themselves burned within. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across mine. The sensation made my spine feel like it was made of champagne, bubbly and ready to float away. I pressed my lips against his, begging for a better taste. He opened his mouth, the effervescence of champagne permeating my senses. I smiled as I moaned softly. All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses.

I looked into his blue windows of the soul, and knew that he was being completely genuine. I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. As my tongue darted into his mouth, I could taste the coconut liquor on his lips, and I drank him in. He returned the kiss eagerly, wrapping his hands around my back and bringing me in closer. I pulled him into me, his skin smooth on my fingers. We broke from the kiss and I marveled at his huge pecs and abs, eying him hungrily. I knew he was looking at me the same way, and it turned me on.

The sincerity in Prius's voice caught Luke off guard; he slapped a hand over his mouth to stifle the sob that threatened to escape. Prius leaned forward tentatively, his lips brushing against Luke's. Luke's eyes squeezed shut at the sensation of his mate's lips on his; the tingles were even stronger now. Prius's lip pressure intensified, and one of his hands moved to the back of Luke's head. His tongue swiped against Luke's lips, and the man’s heart raced as his lips parted. Prius's tongue intertwined with his own in a passionate rhythm. The kiss was magical, leaving Luke breathless.

I Scream into the night. “Hunter. Oh my god ” “Come for me, baby.” I do just that. My mouth remains in an O as ecstasy shakes my whole being. I succumb to it and fall apart as Hunter continues his viscous thrusts. Bringing me down from my high. “I’m happy that you think I’m your God, Princess.” He lips crashes on mine. Making me taste him. My thighs quiver as I take in breaths of him. He grunts as his lips keep devouring mine.

I gave him a serene, quiet smile. “I’ll see you to your chambers?” he asked softly, his hand brushing against the doorframe. I nodded. “Yes,” I murmured. Then, on instinct, I leaned forward and pressed my lips lightly to his. A soft, deliberate kiss—one that promised interest and connection without revealing the thoughts I kept hidden. Kael froze, dark eyes widening. I pulled back slightly, letting the kiss linger in his memory. His hand rose to his lips, brushing over them, as though confirming what had just happened.

The girl's feelings of fear have been relieved, because of the insistent kiss the man gave her. The girl sighed softly. "Shh ... Ahhh ..." The sound of the girl's sigh, already made the man's junior standing behind his trousers. The man kissed her lips again, harshly. The man's hand stroked the girl's cheek, slowly. The girl returned the hot kiss from this man, her hands moved around his neck. Passion can take away common sense !! "Shh ... Ahh faster .... Oh faster ..." A sigh escaped the two of them. He pumped his body over the girl's body. The man kissed her lips with great passion, his hand squeezed her breasts, thus making her climax. ~Next Chapter~ _________________ __________________

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.

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

" The passion in and desire in his eyes tells me that he will show me over and over again. Please comment and vote for me and if you want to, you can follow me on f******k and i*******m under the name M.D. LaBelle. Thank you.