Romance In Kotor 2 Novels & Stories

she smiled, looking at me with such love in her eyes. “Okay…” Riko nodded slowly, licking her lips. “But after he saw you… saw Kitsune kill that man, and you thought you’d never see him again. How… how did you end up together?” she asked. “Well, that you’ll have to just keep listening, or I suppose after we leave, read to learn more about.” I smiled. ****1972****

I feel so lonely. His sad look and hard words touched Maria's heart. I can hug you if you want. She kneels down to him, wraps him in a warm embrace, not at all gratuitous, both two were carried away by their passions, and ended up giving each other a long and intense kiss, apparently of hormonal reconciliation, the passion seemed to take them to another level. But she cuts the romantic course, arguing that she will not forget everything she saw, and lived. She tries to leave, he takes her arm and asks who she is, she tells him her full name and again reminds him that she saved his life, he thanks her but reiterates who you really are, she replies; - Don't you see, I am your Karma and you are

Roman broke the kiss, and I panted as Damian licked the spot he just bit. “It’s over,” Elias said from beside me. “You did it, Kaidora.” “You did so good,” Roman whispered with a smile. “You did more than good,” Damian rasped, still licking my neck. I tried to smile, but my muscles felt too tired to move. So I tried with words instead. “Thank–” My words died in my throat as everything went black.

’ Ren chuckles in my mind, watching her through my eyes with his tongue hanging out. She reaches over to place a soft kiss on my lips. “Hello Ren.” She purrs to him. He responds by using my body to lick her face like a dog, pulling another giggle from her lips. ‘Don’t do that again.’ I growl at him, only to be ignored as he watches our beautiful mate. I pull Jamari into my lap as Yuriko excuses herself from the room, smiling. “Hello beautiful.” I whisper across her lips before placing mine against hers softly. She reaches up, wrapping her arms around my neck, pulling her body closer to mine.

Lorenzo felt his heart swell with affection for his mate. He reached out and pulled her into a tight embrace, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. As they parted, Tinsley whispered, "I love you." Lorenzo's eyes locked with hers, his voice filled with emotion. "And I love you, Mate. More than anything." With one last lingering kiss, they parted ways, each feeling grateful for the other's love and support. As Lorenzo drove back to his mansion, his mind was filled with thoughts of the future they would build together, one filled with love, strength, and unity.

But isn't it great? Somewhere in my heart, I was elated to see him siding with me. This scene was like a dream come true! A knight saving a damsel in distress – keeping the bad people away. And the kiss… it was a quick one but that wouldn’t be erased in my mind in a lifetime. That feeling wouldn’t be obliterated no matter how many lips would touch mine. However, I should not get swayed too much. Like he said, he was my master and was only bound to protect his pet. There will be an end to this and I shouldn't get too excited.

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

he declared, taking deep breaths. I kissed Marco because he ignited a fire within me and my wolf. He was intense, pushing me against the wall while ensuring my head wouldn’t hit it. Suddenly, he tossed me onto the bed and lunged at me, kissing me fervently and gripping my hips. The heat within me surged as his tongue explored my mouth, leaving me dizzy. I tried to pull back, but Marco reclaimed my lips. He brought me up to straddle him as he knelt on the bed, enveloping me in warmth. Marco shifted me away gently and positioned himself between my legs, coaxing my lips open so his tongue could entwine with mine. I ran my fingers through Marco’s hair, feeling blissful as we shared an eternity-l

For a moment I thought the world was being kind to us, offering a show as if to say: endings can be beautiful, and beginnings sometimes come disguised as spectacle. “I didn’t know the conversation would take this turn, so I asked for fireworks,” he said, the hint of sheepishness in his voice making me smile despite myself. “You did enjoy watching them from rooftops.” I lifted my legs a little and pecked him on the cheek, a small, instinctive gesture that felt like reclaiming a peace I had thought lost. Roman had other plans, he turned toward me, and his lips found mine. The kiss was instinctive, then purposeful, then everything in between. It tasted like apology and hunger and memory.

His tone was sarcastic. Tessa shook her head frantically. “That was a long time ago—“ “Maybe—“ Roman cut in, voice still calm. “You gave him your first time in his boathouse. And he took you back for a second round.” He leaned back against the wall again, arms crossed loosely. “That is just…romantic.” “Roman please.” Tessa’s voice cracked. “I wasn’t thinking—” “No,” Roman interrupted. “You weren’t thinking. That’s the problem.”