Royal Silk Kiss Novels & Stories

Lilyana just smiled at her makeup artist's words. "Okay, Lily, try on this dress. This is a dress that I made especially for you. I don't think anyone deserves to wear this dress more than you." "Excellent work, Emi!" Lilyana wore a light blue patterned dress with small flowers. The dress fell gracefully on her body, accentuating her beautiful curves. "Very good! As expected, this dress was made for you. You really look like a fairy." "Lilyana, you are always perfect."

"You two… have known each other for a long time, haven't you?" Her tone was questioning, but her eyes—sharp like a hawk's—made it clear that she already knew the answer. Her gaze was so piercing that it made my skin crawl. After a moment of tense silence, I forced an awkward smile and pulled her aside. "Eleanor, I…" She took out her phone and showed me a photo. "Ivy, I came across something recently." I leaned in and saw it—a record of me purchasing contraceptive pills online. The quantity was significant, enough to last two or three years.

Same goddamn eyes. She sat near the front like she owned the air around her. Her fingers danced along her wine glass,delicate, bored, lethal. My heart stuttered once. Just once. Then they brought out item three, A diamond-studded choker once worn by a duchess who supposedly slit her husband’s throat with it. I wasn’t interested. Until she lifted her paddle. “One million.” I smirked. “Two million.” She didn’t flinch. “Five million.” I leaned forward.

“Marianna, what have you done to me?” “Please,” I whisper, then suck in a breath, letting it out in a breathy moan when he presses another wet, hungry kiss to my thigh. He lets out a shallow grunt before he nibbles my skin–anything to stop himself from what he really wants to do–what he’s desperately hungry for. “Please,” I repeat, more desperate than before. Blake, the Royal Prince of Crescent Falls, spreads my legs wide, and lets go of the restraints that control his life, giving in to what he wants, for once.

I gasped, my cheeks turning red. Everyone applauded except King Dominic, as I lifted a small piece of cake, offering it to him, Christian leaned in, his movements slow and deliberate. Sensually, he accepted the piece from my fingers, his lips purposely brushing against the skin of my finger in a tantalizing caress, as he licked them clean. My heart raced as he lingered, his lips parting to whisper a single word, "Delicious."

he whispered against my cheek, his rough breathing caressing my skin. I don't know why I feel like crying even though his kiss was sweet and his hold gentle. I feel like I just want to melt on his arms and forget about the world. I just want to have him close, to feel him, to be at ease with him. But why is fate so cruel to me? "I will," I said almost mutely. And with courage and determination, we went out of the garden and the moment the passageway leading to the hall opened, we were welcomed by a group of royal guards waiting with Chief Black and the King himself in front.

I know how much it means to Ryder that I be crowned Queen on the same day he is crowned as the werewolf king. “Alright,” I say grudgingly, turning my back to him and lifting my hair with one hand so he could help unzip my dress. His fingers lingered around my bra strap, gently caressing my skin before unzipping the dress fully. Before I could turn around, his arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me into him, my behind grinding against his hardness. He trails soft kisses along my shoulders till his lips rested on his spot on my neck, causing a moan to escape my lips. “I want to take you right now,” his warm breath fanned against my neck.

Billy was standing before us with a bouquet of roses. “Now. Here are the rules, big horny kids,” the funny guy began with a smirk. “I will be showing you a rose. If the color is white, you must kiss the hand of the person on your left. If the rose is yellow, you must pick a place on the body of the player on your left. If I show you a red one, then you must give us a show of a passionate kiss...touching is required. Yeah, you get it...basically, you make out with the person on your left.”

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.

Chapter Three; The balcony collision Adrian's POV; The conversation was going great until the princess started making moves on me. Her fingers dragged as she placed them in my hand. I pretended not to understand what she was trying to do, she moved her seat closer until our seats were touching each other. Her gown had a slit cut on her upper thigh. She let her gown freely expose her thighs, I looked up to her face and she gave me a smile. “This is the kind of woman, my mother had selected to be the next queen”