Royal Silk Kiss Novels & Stories

"She seems interesting." Tyler lifted his arms and wrapped them around my waist and brought me closer. "Oh yes, she is." "I'll like to meet her." I said with a teasing smile. Tyler chuckled. "Just shut up and kiss me." "It'll be my pleasure." I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. Even though we have kissed so many times. This kiss was different. There was no holding back in this one and it felt like it meant something real. My heart was still beating rapidly and I felt his too. The feeling was exhilarating. I felt like I have finally reentered my body.

This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life. Gabe gently pulled away, just long enough to look at me with those glowing green eyes. Then he leaned in again. Our lips parted this time and the kiss became more passionate, with our tongues delicately dancing. My hands drifted up his back. I could feel the definition of his muscles, even over his shirt, and it turned me on even more. I wanted to feel his naked skin, his firm body, all of him and all at once. This is what I've wanted for so long, I thought. And I want so much more.

Even through the blurring tears and the shifting lights, I could discern the chiseled perfection of his jawline, the predatory gleam in his dark, evil eyes. Then, he pulled me into a deep, consuming kiss. He suckled my lower lip, a possessive tug, then bit down lightly, a sharp sting that made me gasp. He seized the opportunity, plunging his tongue into my mouth, exploring every heated crevice. His kiss was a force of nature, deep and overwhelming, brimming with domination and raw power, stealing my breath, leaving me struggling for air. Yet, he showed no intention of releasing me anytime soon. He gently wiped the tears from my eyes, his touch surprisingly tender, and cupped my face. His fin

The Prince snapped. "We apologize, your highness." Then the carriage continued to move. What happened have made Russel even more upset, but as they reach their destination, his face lit up to see the person waiting for him. He hurried to that person's side as soon as he got out of the carriage and held her hand to kiss it. "My beautiful Rosalia Adelle." "Your highness, I missed you very much."

My chest tightened with anticipation and breathing no longer seemed important. His hand was on the back of my neck with his fingers tangling in my hair. He pulled me toward him, pausing just a breath away. Our lips hovered apart for an infinity, sharing a breath in the moment, knowing that we could never go back to the way we were after this. I closed the last centimeter, pressing my lips into his. His lips were so soft against mine that I forgot entirely what I was doing. He pulled back, a smile crossing his handsome face before pulling me into him. It was a no-holds-barred, rock-my-world kiss that left me unable to do anything but kiss him back. Our tongues tangled and merged, as the tide

I murmured, voice like silk over steel. Viktor turned, stepping aside without a word, his jaw clenched tight. I stepped past him, deliberately close, brushing the edge of his coat. His cologne hit me like smoke and ash—dangerous, addictive. “Nice outfit, Revenant,” Aleksander said with a low whistle as I passed. “You planning to seduce the enemy or kill them?” “Both,” I said over my shoulder, not breaking stride. Viktor’s voice came behind me, cool and sharp. “Next time, wear something more appropriate for a war room.”

The kiss tasted like wine that hadn’t been opened and breath that had been held too long. When I finally pulled back, I rested my forehead against hers, my breath warm against her skin. Silvia’s cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright, her lips parted. She looked happy. And that happiness did something dangerous to me. Because it made me want to claim it. To protect it. To never let my mother touch it. I smiled slightly. “How do you feel,” I murmured, voice low, “about being my queen consort?” Silvia laughed, soft, disbelieving joy, and nodded.

From where I can see sits a California king sized be with black silk linens, and I turn to him my eyebrow raised. “What? Silk helps me sleep.” He says. I shake my head, “ok naked beauty in you go.” “Come with me,” he pulls me into him by the waist. “Ugh, stop being so enticing. I can’t. I’ll explain later.” I take the chance and kiss him again. He breaks the kiss this time, kissed my hand and steps through the portal, turning around I was beginning to close it, and whispers “I think I love you.” I gasped.

“Guts Island is the home to those who want to heal their broken hearts, that’s why many people come here, because definitely, they would be eased of their fear and anxiety, they would be given a second chance, and possibly, their broken hearts would be healed, only here in Guts Island, it’s no fallacy, welcome to Guts Island” My chauffeur, Stan, helped carry my bags into the massive hall of Hotel De Royale, while I gently walked up to the receptionist. “Good morning”. Said the receptionist. She was cladded in a red suit, and she wore a blazing red lipstick. “Good morning”. I replied with a smile I fought so hard to put on my face. “I booked a reservation”. The receptionist shot me a broad sm

She couldn't help herself but kissed me back. I smiled while our lips were still tasting each other and I pinned her to the door, she didn't react and was still embracing me. It was damn hot! We were being naughty. Pinning her more to the door, we kissed passionately, soft and smooth. Time was like in slow motion, I never kissed a woman like this before. I could felt her catching her breath but it didn't stop us. I didn't know how long we were kissing but I love the way she was kissing me back, it was turning me on. But then unfortunately, a sudden knock disturbed us and she hurriedly pushed me.